Gardevoir Novels & Stories

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Some parts of her almost had no flesh left. I saw something and was taken aback. No, that wasn’t right. I watched as a part of her arm that looked decayed became young, supple skin. Impossible, yet I just saw it with my own two eyes. Her eyes were blood red and she made a horrendous sound that seemed to be some sort of signal because another one of her kind appeared at the tree just behind her. This one was male, and it didn’t move, it just watched me with the same blood red eyes, and long sharp fangs. This one’s face looked normal, but the rest of him resembled a corpse. I understood his purpose for watching me silently when the female returned to her meal, he was guarding her, watching and

It was already past eight when Malcolm’s car drove into the compound and for the first time his son didn’t run out to come and greet him, he didn’t find it weird either because that clumsy nurse will be with there with him. “ welcome boss” the security guard stationed outside the door bowed respectfully and Malcolm nodded before entering the house and he stopped in his tracks when he saw them. Liam was neatly tucked in her embrace while they were engrossed in the program they were watching on the television but as soon as he saw what it was, his eyes darkened.

Garth is behind them and Lard sits on his shoulder. The captain slams her back on the left side of the door in a soft manner to try not to catch any attention from the workers inside. Though the speech that she hears wavering through the air makes her sick. The first mate renders his backside on the left, his eyes peer to the direction of the shed in which the guards went with Romera as well as the gap that separates the bank and the fur stall. Garth stands at the edge of the steps in front of the door. He kneels down so that Lard can jump off safely. Both of his small hands reap through his long hair. Quickly, as time is of the essence, he pulls out two metal hair clips, and those dark lock

It actually was a viewing deck that allowed one to look at the starry night sky through its floor-to-ceiling windows. He took a seat right away and glanced at the wall with all sorts of totem paintings. He had a pretty clear idea in his mind instantly. It did not take long before someone opened the door. Zeke and a middle-aged man wearing a blue top with a cold expression walked into the room. Zeke said politely, “You’re quick, Mr. Yarde. You must have waited long, right?” Kayson said, “It’s nothing. I’ve only just arrived.” Zeke chuckled before introducing the middle-aged man beside him. “This is one of Eden Joy’s guardians, Guardian Coridon.”

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

“12 out of 21 deer have been killed by this hunter.” Holding my spear, I am trying to catch my breath while paying my whole attention to the keeper. Keepers are the one who has the information of how many kills a hunter has in an hour. “None other than, Raffi of the Ambrose’s!” I saw my father fixing his hunter’s robe while wearing his huge smile. The whole tribe is excited especially the women of which gender I belong to. I started to walk to the wooden stage created by the tribe for this kind of ceremony. Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever.

The car stopped and we came out at the same time, the door to the main house swung open and a man in his middle age came out with his hand behind him looking very observatory at us. “That's old Ford. He is their housekeeper. A very sharp greyhound. “ Garret told us as we exited the car. “Hy Ford” Garret greeted the man when we drew near. He nodded stiffly his eyes pinned at us “You are welcome, Ma’am it's been a while you came around here” He was staring intently at Mom now as if somewhat disturbed. Is he angry or happy? “A lot of things going on in the pack needing my attention,” Garret said amid laughing “This is the Luna, and this is__”

She batted her long eyelashes to Vlora and Leticia who had nothing to say. "Alright, but you will take Conrard and Weston with you..." "Ms Dasher, Conrard went to the tribe..." Garlic informed. "I will go..." Weston immediately uttered. "Yes, take him. He is a monk as well as a warlock. He will protect you..." Pidge had breakfast and wore her long coat, they stepped out of the coven mansion strolled towards the woods.

She gives me the same sign back as an agreement. The doorbell suddenly rings and everyone is confused, who this is going to be. I walk towards the door to open it. When I open it I see someone I never felt this before. Hate. I feel hate right now. His presence gives me a shudder on my back. His look changes from happy to confused in seconds. Trevor. ... (to be continued)