Laufey Bewitched Novels & Stories

The chanting in his ear urged Rex forwards, and once he was a few feet away, Ley looked up and his face changed to confusion, Rex did not know at the time, but his face was filled with murderous intent. “Rex! You won the bout against a champion, wow that was amazing!” Lacey called out, stepping between Ley and Rex. Once Rex heard Lacey’s voice, the chanting disappeared instantly, and blinking a few times, Rex could see Ley still groaning while getting to his feet, “Umm yeah, it was nothing, really.” “What happened then boy?” Ley asked, astonished himself, because now the shielding charm that he wore was completely destroyed, he had never seen a blow powerful enough to shatter a shielding cha

Lawler goes into a problem-solving mode so quickly that he doesn’t notice us waiting for him to calm down. “Hey, love?” I finally call to him as he babbles to himself. “Yes?” He looks worried. “They took what they thought was my dress. Emphases on the word thought.” “How do you know they do not have your dress?” “Because the dress they took was my backup dress.” “Back up dress for what?” He asks, confused. “In case I get fat and don’t fit into my first choice of a dress.” Layla laughs at my statement, and she knows what my gift is for Lawler, as does Harmony. “You could never be fat.” He states as he wraps his arms around me. “Where is your real dress?” He asks, and I get a weird feeling we

Drake wraps an arm around me, his fear silent but crushing. The wolves form a perfect circle around Baylee and Caden, pushing the rest of us back. Once in position, they all pause and look to Baylee. Drake’s grip tightens. “This looks like a damn sacrifice,” I hiss to the link. “Who’s speaking to her? What if this is revenge for Deedee? We wouldn’t even know if someone was hijacking her magic!” “No,” Layla answers. “We’d feel the spell. This isn’t foreign magic. This… this is her.”

Lestat's voice from beyond the grave stopped her, she just sorrowfully nodded her head and walked to the center of the sanctuary. The ritual began with ancestral chants sketched by the other vampires, words that evoked the pure essence, and that tried to break the evil of Brenda's spell, Morgan with a firm voice began to recite the words that had been written on an ancient parchment, at the same time her daughter began to feel a strange sensation take over her body. Around Morgan a halo of mystical energy settled, everything that was present began to fill with magic, the candles burned stronger, and some fine herbs increased their aroma, the chants of the other vampires were louder and sudde

"What experiment is she doing exactly that involves my children? I swear if I get her, she should make sure I don't kill her by myself!" Layla tried her best to control her anger. "I'm not sure what it is but there is something I found out after teaching Helene for a very long time." "What is it?" Beatrice asked. "She is Chaos" Fire replied. "You know about that too?" Moon turned ahd looked at her surprised, surprised that she really knew about chaos that others didn't know about.

It was an extremely touchy subject for me. I caught Uncle Caelum's eyes that looked mellow and urged me to go on. “In the war which my father, Earl Gray, led and won, he had wielded Karazcht and killed the former Vampire King with it. Karazcht, a sword blessed by the moon goddess herself, and it can consume any life force of the person it was used against. It is a deadly weapon, yet very essential to us. It is also the reason why I have a werewolf bride, which isn't news to most of you here.”

“Either she’s not, or too much dark magic hides her identity. You could only imagine how far dark magic could go. It is the reason he wanted witches with him.” “Adora will never play with dark magic!” “Concealing Lucija’s identity was already part of dark magic, Patrea. But I’m leaning more toward the idea that Althea is not a demon. I believe she’s a powerful dark witch waiting to be discovered.” “I need Guinevere. I wanted a word with Adora. Please take me to Hades.” “I will. Give me a moment to summon him.” “Thank you.” “Patrea…” “Hmmm…”

In the flesh. As the main doors slid open, Rachelle stepped out. Her heels clicked against the tile as she approached, all confidence and contempt. She didn’t expect Lucy to be there—her eyes flicked toward her, a flicker of confusion flashing across her face—but she didn’t hesitate to turn her attention to me. “You’ve got some nerve,” Rachelle said coldly, her gaze narrowing. “First Bryan, now Brandon, What’s the plan, Freya? Rotate through every man who's a Lefevre?”

Lovely was staring at me with wide eyes, the look in her eyes was like she remembered me from somewhere. She looked at the bear then back at me trying to figure out if she was dreaming. "It is all a dream, lovely. I would wake up soon" she said, falling to the floor with a thump. Fuck, she had fainted.

My life is as boring as boring gets. She stepped back. ‘’I’ll get some ointments for her injury. You can’t wear your band over your scraped fingers.’’ I tightened my jaw as I watched her walk out. Everyday I was losing more and more restraints. I may be running out of my mind, but I had to figure this out for the sake of my sanity. Layla was the goddess’ priest. I had connived with Isabella and set her up, leading to her demise. What if she was reincarnated by the goddess to make me pay for stealing the Alkali drum and killing her priestess?