Glinda Novels & Stories

Eliza’s voice filled their heads. “Aran, you can’t mark her. You won’t have your animals once you become a deity, just like Elena. My dragon, Galadriel, will mark her though you, so I will always be with you both.” They gasped as power overwhelmed them, and he sent a translucent gold fire towards Stacie’s chest. An image of Aran and Stacie appeared, wrapped in golden wings of Eliza’s dragon. Stacie started to cry.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

I can still feel an ominous aura surrounding her, but she’s calming a little now. “Marchioness Gloria de Cleve” I said, then leaned back as I looked her in the eyes. “Everything comes with a price… I may have been able to help you to find your mana stone for free, which was too powerful that it cannot be possess by the wrong person, but if you ask to find something else, then that will cost you, your wealth or maybe your life, depending on what you’re looking for,” I continued. “What’s the price for finding that person?” she asked.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

“I see another woman in his future. His true equal. The only one who will match him will for will, strength for strength, and only she will bear his heir.” It had been too much for Eleanor to bear. Her whole life, her hopes and dreams of a future with Lino was falling apart. Her eyes swarm with tears and she didn’t care if she had to grovel before the sorcerer to change her future. She didn’t care what she had to do to be with Lino. She crumpled, falling on her knees before the sorcerer. “Please. I hear you have gifts that might rival that of the goddess—“ Glinda hissed. “The Moon Goddess has only one rival. It is she who guides us.”

I shook her, and tried calling her several times, but there was no response. I sighed in disbelief and a bit of an annoyance. Then, all of the blue, her shades fell to the ground. As I looked intensely into her closed eyes, I realized that this very woman was the very woman that made a huge impact on tonight's event. It was no one else other than Aviana Quincy.

“Tell us what you need, Roman. And we’ll do whatever we can to help bring Nora back.” He smiled. Glinda always came through. He walked over to her. “If my kid is supposed to be your kids’ mate, why did the door shut on Nora at The Emerald?” Glinda chuckled. “If I helped you, Roman, things would have been too easy. You both needed a little push. I didn’t survive this long without having a few tricks up my sleeve.” “But that means your own mate is coming….” Glinda nodded. “I’m a witch. Our mates aren’t exactly the way you think of them.”

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

I am sad because he had to go through years of deception, but I’m glad it is over now. Glinda moved back from the hug, cupped Nate’s face, and said, “I want you to promise me that you will take care of my daughter and the daughters after her. I know that you will guard your heirs like hawks,” she glanced at me and extended a hand in my direction. I got up and joined them. She placed a hand on my cheek as her gaze bounced between Nate and me. “The two of you must promise to take care of my daughter and the triplets, okay?”

She regretted that she had made the mistake of coming back at all. "Nazi!!" called out Magdalena, "Mother, are you home?!" Something made a noise inside the shack. Clearly, someone was home. “Mom!! Aunt Tamia, are you in there?” Magdalena shouted. The wooden door slowly opened, and a frightening-looking woman appeared in the doorway. It was not aunt Tamia, whose face had been deformed since childhood. It was Nazi, Magdalena’s mother.