Lust Spell Novelas e Histórias

“You have to listen to me attentively. Do you understand?” My heart skipped. Was this it? Was she finally going to tell me everything? “Yes, I understand…I am all ears,” I said quickly, sitting up properly. “Lustre comes from a rare species of wolves… the seers and mages,” Amber began slowly. “She has a gift, but Lustre lost that after an incident with Sebastian last season… Did he tell you?” “No… nobody told me,” I said, wiping my face, now fully attentive. Amber sighed.

They are hanging loosely off his hips. "Have you figured it out yet Maggie?" as he reaches out to feel my forehead. "Figures what out?" He lets a small laugh out "You are a late bloomer. You are known as Lupus werewolf. You get your wolf on the first full moon of your 29th Birth year. You are a rare breed but to be one of the strongest of wolves out there."

His other hand stayed locked at her waist, keeping her pinned exactly where he wanted her. Larissa’s lips parted on a shaky exhale. The room still spun in lazy, drunken circles, but his voice was low and rough, nothing like Finn’s. She didn’t want to know if it wasn’t Finn, she just wanted the fantasy to hold just a little longer. “Please…”

he whispered, his voice laced with admiration. Lune giggled softly, feeling a rush of happiness. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she teased, her heart soaring. “Let’s forget the world for a while,” Arlo suggested, his voice low and inviting. “Let’s just focus on us.” With a newfound determination, Lune nodded. They resumed their kisses, slowly transitioning from playful pecks to something deeper and more meaningful. The connection they shared felt sacred, a bond that transcended the chaos of their lives.

The second goon says and I see his hands lighting up in a purple glow. I hear Maeve digging around in her bag a moment before something whizzes past my hip, slamming onto the ground at their feet. Instantly, a light flashes. I look at the goons who looked locked in the moment. “Let’s go.” Maeve says behind me. “What did you do?” I say, not moving, but looking at her behind me. “Stunning spell. It only lasts for 15 minutes, so we have to hurry.” I turn back and look at the goons. “Can they hear me?” I ask her.

He laughed mockingly, "Just admit it, Wayne…” "Admit what?!" Wayne snorted. "You and Ms. Devon have LQ, right? Lover’s Quarell! That’s why you're becoming a workaholic now." Wayne was stunned by what his friend said. "W-what?! What are you talking about?! LQ? The fuck! For someone who doesn't have a love life like you, you know so much!”

Powerful gust of wind blasted around as he tried to obstruct the attack. “Haaaghhh!” Lucas shouted, getting pushed back by the bursting arc. The sleeves of his white cloak had now burned and turned to ash from the effect of the slash. “You cannot break a Divine-class Spell, Lucas. You know that,” Kael raised his right hand and then flicked his fingers, “Vulnus Autem!” The arc energy Lucas was blocking suddenly compressed and shrunk into a tiny sphere of light. “Oh curse you, Kael,” Lucas muttered, crossing his arms to protect himself.

He could feel himself drowning in the pool of lust called Grey Ray and he doesn't know how to get out. How to survive in his attacks. Ray slowly pulled away, his eyes settling on the brunet who's panting heavily, lips swollen and parted. "This is just the start, Justin. Run now, if you want to." Ray whispered, his eyes dark with lust and hunger for the brunet. Justin bit his lower lip, his head in a hazy state. He doesn't know anymore. All he wants is to give in. And that's what he did. Justin claimed his lips.

This attack caused electricity to surge through the orc’s body, paralyzing its movements for a few seconds, allowing the others time to release their attacks. Luna, holding her beautifully crafted bow, fueled it with light magic. Her burning amethyst orbs rested on the orc. Yet, instead of firing her weapon at the monster, she positioned it towards the sky. "Lunar Rain!" She released a single arrow that transformed into a spell circle above the creature's head, and from it rained an array of small arrows.

On his black bookshelf sat a comic book collection that would make Kiaan jealous as well as books with symbols—some of which she recognised from Damien's jewellery. "So from what you said, it sounds like you guys were trying to summon an Alastor," he said as if the solution were obvious. "Exactly what I was thinking," Jess joked. Malus laughed. "These things usually last for a limited time." After going to his shelf and selecting a black covered book. When he opened it up, Jess saw it was full of handwritten script and drawings. He licked his thumb and flicked through the thick, off-white sheets. "Ah, did you notice if there was a full moon at the night of the spell?" he asked.