Glinda X Elphaba 소설 & 이야기

I felt deep warmth. "Thank you so much everyone..." I say to them as they sing on "Thank you too Best friend." I mouth to Glinda, as I swirl the song. Needless to say, that Elfs and Fairies are the life of a party. They love parties and celebration to a fault. Ketura and her minion-witches stared on five seats away, with contempt. I happily pull Glinda to my imaginary dance floor and soon, everyone was dancing. "What is going on here?!!!" Principal Eldor thunders abruptly, making everyone to scamper for safety, save Glinda and I.

I could hear Glinda’s footsteps fast approaching from behind me, so I stepped aside to allow them to meet. Glinda stood in front of Agatha, cupped her cheeks, and scanned her daughter’s bandaged body. “Agatha, my princess. I missed you so much. I’m sorry for not being there with you,” tears streamed down her cheeks as she pressed her lips on Agatha’s forehead. Her lips quivered as they lingered there for a few seconds. Both Glinda and Agatha’s bodies trembled with intense emotions: happiness, longing, regrets, and perhaps some more.

Phoenix hissed making Glinda groan lightly, walking up to the bed. " Can you please believe that I'm not working with Melinoe and Gianna? " She requested and that made Phoenix scoff. " Really? Then how was she able to find out about the necklace? You were the only person I told about it " " I don't know. In the same way, I'm still finding it hard to believe Melinoe is still alive " Glinda answered. " Why will I want to harm my nephew? " Phoenix eyed her doubtfully. One part of her wanted to believe Glinda but the other wasn't getting convinced.

It was faint, faint enough for my ears to pick up on while many elves continued to walk across the grasses. My dragon, pulling me in the direction, I walked over, ready for anything that might cause danger to my Odessa. Looking back, she was still at a small treehouse situated on the ground, giggling with Annabelle. As I traveled deeper, the clicking stopped and a green cloaked woman adorned with gold and silver threaded flowers walked out. Her hood covering her face, she unshielded herself. “Black Dragon,” she whispered. “I have little time. I don’t wish to cause your intended trouble,” she heaved a solemn breath. “I’m Glinda. I’m part witch, formally full until I mated with my Elven mate.

That was when Harold, my mother, Ellie, and Jennie came rushing in, with Harold at once bellowing furiously when he saw Enrest, "How could you do that to Ernest?! He's already so old!" I simply pointed at Harold in turn and bellowed, "Tie him up too!" Sensing danger, Harold promptly ran to Ellie and Jennie. "Please, you promised to protect me for life! You have to help me!"' While Ellie shielded Harold in her arms, Jennie came rushing over to me, groveling at my feet, "Please, James! What happened at the gala was my idea and Jennie's—it's not Harold's fault! Just spare him!"

I looked in the backseat to see Kayla waking up. "What happened?" Kayla asked as she stretched her arms. " When I cast my spell, it made you pass out. I am sorry, but it was the only way for us to get past the guards," Glinda said, and Kayla looked at her with a shocked expression. "Who are you?" Kayla asked. "My name is Glinda, and I am here to help you defeat Catherine and Aliza's Mate," Glinda said "He is not my mate. Well, he won't be once I reject him," I said

They just hated her for exploring on poisons too much and treating wolves as fvcking a guinea pig. No one knows how to handle that witch. And I know that it would be harder to ask her for my mate's hand. "Are you even listening, Kiel?" Josiah laughed. I glared at him. Hector raised a brow at me and smirked. "I wonder what you're going to do now that had declared a war between us. She's really feisty. A perfect match for a ruthless Alpha like you, Kiel." I nodded. Of course she is. She's a perfect match for me. My Luna. My sweet little devil with a tiny pitchfork with her. But her axe isn't that tiny.

Ancanta's wide eyes were full of innocence and compassion as she glanced at the old woman. "It is stated that if goblins can eat a hundred hearts donated by individuals who have been helped by goblins, then goblins will be released." When she observed the terror, Ancanta's expression was filled with fear. The elderly woman's eyes narrowed "In fact, there is another elf legend, if later the goblin's bride can..."

Aunt Hilda looked at them with a serene smile on her face. “Look at you two love birds.” Elle shooting Hilda a dirty look and maybe one of panic Rain could sense from his mate and quickly interjected. He tightened his grip on Elle’s hand. Elle shot him a look that could’ve killed him. Rain just rolled his eyes, thinking I probably have just fallen more in love with this angel. She could have been an angel from hell and he’d still follow her. “We aren’t love birds, Aunt Hilda.” “Oh.” Widening her eyes, Hilda sat back in her chair. Apparently the mates had things to work out. Witches didn’t normally mettle in wolf relationships but this one was with Elle and Elle was one of their own.

Andrew said with a smirk. “You would,” Naomi grinned, “But I am so nice, and Ruby loves me so much that she’d do it anyway. I’m such a giving person.” The pair erupted into yet another bickering match, and Ruby picked up her long strides to step beside Elaine. The qilin nudged her head against the knight’s palm, and Elaine petted the creature as they walked along the winding dirt road of the thinning forest. “I know Ruby,” Elaine spoke softly, “They are both idiots.”