روايات وقصص ضمن Hexed

The thing about vampires is they can't be completely under your control in a hex; they still have full range of thought. As much as I am curious with him, I don't trust him. I can't get into his mind, he's blocking me somehow which means he's got a spell on him from another witch to avoid detection. To me that could only mean he wants something. Vampires are known to use anything and anyone to get what they want. They can be selfish spoiled little brats and very devious. Very few hold on to their humanity. This one seemed different enough but if I let him get too close it could be dangerous; and it's dangerous enough out there for Liam with me like this. As much as my heart wants to, I can’t

"Well that's from the guard with the helmet. And that is from the other guy. Oh and I got this nasty spider bite." "Was it a Garlock?" "I don't know, it was a big gross spider." Alex shuddered. "Probably wasn't. Those things are really rare. They're pretty delicious if prepared correctly." "That is so disgusting." She grimaced. "They disappeared over the last ten cycles when some teenagers found out that they can make you fight better. They all went crazy though." Weylin turned his chair back around to the controls. Alex took her jacket off and grabbed a rag and water. Jack had finished expelling the contents of his stomach. She rolled him back up on the couch and set his head on her lap. Af

Zadicus replied honestly to his distress, giving a clear but unbearable response. “I reside in her heart, I live in her memories. I bet I never left her mind once, these eight years mean nothing. Can’t you see? My one presence changed the Persephone you created in all those eight years? The strongest warrior of Aziel, The Phoenix is still my Persephone in the end.” Smirking, Zadicus came closer recalling the hex he possesses over Persephone cracking Kriss’ heart because no matter, one of their hearts was going to shatter eventually.

Bradley’s face had gone blank and pale, he was fading away. Hex came to my side where I was still staring at the nearly-dead Bradley before proceeding. I looked at Hex and gave him a look and a nod, he then leaped onto Bradley and began devouring him. “Don’t go too fast, Hex, be sure to savor this one,” I recommended to him before making the side door reappear and exiting the garage, discarding my bloodied shirt, and setting it aflame inside my hand. I loved that trick.

Then, the primary server wall glitched. A ripple of amber light bled through the shadows, turning the dark into a flickering golden cage. I watched, my throat tightening, as the hexadecimal strings on the display began to warp. The numbers didn't just shift; they shed their logic, twisting into shapes that shouldn't exist in the city's current version. A-R-I-A B-L-A-C-K-W-O-O-D. My name pulsed in a violent, radiant gold. It was ghost-code—a memory buried so deep it had survived the rejection, clawing its way back to the surface while the world above burned. It was a beautiful sight, and a death sentence for anyone standing near it.

He placed both his hands to cover his sides. Penelope bit the inside of her cheek to try to not laugh. She coughed to cover it up. “Yeah… Sure.” She said and faced her desktop. She closed her eyes and hit her head lightly with her fist. “I’m such an idiot.” She muttered to herself and then got back to work. ***

I put the bloodsucker as I can inside the bag. - Where are you going? - I turn around looking at Kilian. - I'm going to return the order, I didn't like it - I speak slyly. By the way, tell the alpha about the guard - he nods and turnsto go back to the mansion. I transform and grab the bag with my teeth. I start running and I get all the looks from theguards as I leave the herd. I keep running until I reach some ruined buildings where there are

Brunes asked. The old man looked between the three of them from a tiny slit in the door, shaking his head. “We are still undertaking a hex removal on the werewolf.” He replied solemnly. An arduous task, removing a hex required a great amount of skill and patience. Hexes could consist of multiple layers and contain as many as eight different conditions for each one applied. Similar to door with many locks, the number of hexes placed on any given person or object could be limitless. Provided, the caster had enough power to create them and that none of the subsequent conditions contradicted those placed before it. An ingenious method, the only notable shortfall it offered was that its intricacy

The dust settled, leaving the island looking exactly as it had before—peaceful, quiet, and suddenly, very empty. ​"Cromwell," my father muttered, looking at the spot where the helicopter had taken off. "That’s a name that carries a lot of weight in the city, Hannah. I don't think he’s just a regular guy." ​"He’s just Luke, Dad," I said, wiping my eyes with the sleeve of the sweatshirt he had just handed back to me. It still smelled like him. "He’s just the guy we saved."

Nodding Groban gently rubbed my cheek with his hand, “You are a vampire, werewolf hybrid, a cross breed between two different supernatural species. Humans have been misled by those elite in power of the vampire covens to eradicate the hybrid species because the hybrid species are more dangerous than just a vampire or werewolf species alone,” frowning slightly I looked down as I thought it over, “But, I’m not physically dangerous. I mean besides being told I am a virus,” Groban rolled his eyes as he scoffed, “And do you actually believe that?” Thinking it over for just a moment I nodded once. Groban’s eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows furrowed,