Idle Transfiguration Novels & Stories

Conjuranis magiis negre Desaparecis mio spirits Desaparecis mia presentis Hazmeri invisible El tiempus recuari mia voluntare My body became invisible; I closed my eyes and visualized where I wanted to be. It was next to my beautiful princess; when I opened my eyes again I was in her room, she was coming out of a bath her body was in front of me. She started to change, and I could see every part of her body that I wanted so much, she was so beautiful. I had to restrain myself too much to make her mine at that moment, but I had to be patient; she would be soon, it was not long now.

Although, Chang Sinan is the eldest young master, inside the Chang family he basically doesn't have any power or value, so he grew up in a very harsh environment, always scorned and bullied by others. As time passed by, his mentality was getting more and more twisted each day. He liked to torture people in different ways, such as digging people eyes out, electrocuting people with voltage of more than 450 volts, dehydrating them to death, strangling, disfiguring peoples' faces, drowning and so on.

Soiling herself in the shadows. Someone’s daughter, someone’s little girl. But she was foul—one of the foul spirits corrupting this place. Haunting, infesting it, bringing such ruin and disdain upon it. So the old, bitter rage surged in him again, rising up, frothing over, and his transfiguration commenced. His flesh began changing its shape, mutating, function and form, adapting to the task at hand; glowing with a phosphorescent aura one minute, becoming midnight-black and crawling over his frame the next. Tendons and ligaments visibly stretched, cartilage tore. Bones were splintering.

How I wish this is just a dream. "Elspeth wake up. shite." I murmured and tried opening my eyes again. "Foolish indeed." I heard the entity talk again. It is really talking. My go will I die out of a heart attack? "Who are you?" My question angered her more. I trembled when her eyes flickered in grave anger. "Pay your respect!" The entity screamed and the wind harshly formed into a tornado that started walking in my direction. "I- I am sorry your highness or whatever." I stuttered out of fear. I fell to my knees. And it seemed to satisfy her because the tornado magically dissolved out of nowhere.

To Eterfinite, his voice cold as he said, “You sure confidence earlier but couldn't even resist to dance by the presence of the phoenix? You disappoint me...” Eterfinite clearly don't understand the words, yet his attention was focus to one particular thing. Not even the sounds of cold with the hint of disappointment cause his focus to wavered. “Phoenix...” the bloody eyes slowly close and he felt the relief he never felt before. However, the feeling it brought him only gives him the cautious to avoid this strange entities in the future. “See? You forgot the term even without my interference!” The mysterious man exclaim as if being wrongfully accuse. He even forgot the disappointment for a s

She watched the battle unfold, her eyes narrowing as she assessed the situation. Finally, Astrid stepped forward, turning to Matilda, her voice clear and commanding. “We need to contain it, now.” Matilda nodded, knowing exactly what she meant. Astrid extended her hand, and a strange word echoed through the air. “Incarcera!” The word rippled with power, carrying an ancient energy that hummed through the clearing. Matilda mirrored her, channeling her own celestial energy into the spell. Together, their powers converged, forming a brilliant orb of light around the Velakar. The creature roared in frustration, thrashing wildly as the orb tightened around it, trapping it within a sphere of celesti

“We have to end it before it stabilizes again.” “And how exactly are you planning to do that?” I turn. Slowly. Carefully. The figure is still there. Still shaped like something she recognizes. But now I can see it clearly. The edges aren’t holding. The form flickers—not like it’s disappearing, but like it’s trying to decide what it should be and failing to settle. Inside it— There’s movement. Not physical. Structural. Like something is trying to build itself from incomplete instructions. “Ilyra,” I say, not looking at her, “don’t move.”

“So, wanna know what each of us have? Or can you guess now that you know the past?” “Oh, uh well, I can try.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck. Aeon leaned against the wall, arms crossed, but an encouraging smile on her face. “Well, uh, Star is kind of obvious, she has something with her mind altered. She doesn’t express any emotions.” “But she can feel them.” Aeon said, voice almost insisting.

Chases had still wanted to go through with it. “I promise just a little longer,” Isabella panted. I could tell that the spell was taking its toll on her and could see a thin sheen of sweat all over her skin. “I almost have it.” The tension in both of them was unreal and painful to watch. And then all of a sudden they both went slack, like the tension had been cut out completely. Chase was slumped in the chair while Isabella just stood there, swaying from side to side. And then, just as soon as they both went slack, they were back again. Chase panted in the seat and Isabella moved to the back of the seat and leaned against it. After a couple of minutes, she leaned down and whispered something