Magic Crafters Spyro Key Novels & Stories

Reagan says. “Can we meet your wolf, Reagan?” Meadow asks. “Sure, she loves to show off. We can go see the forest. I heard you changed the sprite lights. You’ll want to see your handiwork when the sun goes down.” She looks at both of them. “Are you ready now?” Meadow and Tate look at me. “Yeah, go have fun. I need you back here after breakfast. I want to put these protection spells up tomorrow.” “Oh, can I help too?” Reagan asks.

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.