Novel & Cerita Magical Closet

“There are no sensors here either. To be honest, I don’t think he knows this opening leads outside. My mother definitely never told him. All of his alarms are outside of the room. As long as we don’t leave through the room’s actual exit, we should be fine.” As soon as we step out of the door, we find ourselves in a dank, dark closet. The brick walls are damp and grimy, and the floors are covered in a soiled, yellow shag carpet. I look back at the door and understand why no one would want to investigate what’s inside of the doorway. It’s an old rusty metal hatch that looks like it might open to a sewage pipe. I know I’d stay away from it if I didn’t know where it led. “Through here,” she take

She closed the wardrobe and went back to lock the door. She came back to him. "What the hell are you doing in here?" she whispered and shook visibly. She hadn't gotten over the shock yet. "I think I now know why some wardrobes are built like this. It is a life saver" the Mage sighed and came out into the room. "This is where you deemed fit to hide yourself, of all the places in this whole wide world" Sophie gasped. "This is the only place the guards won't check" the Mage fanned himself with his hand. He gasped for breath.

“ yes you can.’’ I kept my word short as I needed to stop myself from saying anything horrible. she smiles at me before walking deeper into the closet and touching the Blackboard at the end. When she opens it there is a wide range of beautiful gowns and dresses. long classic gowns just like the one I had one at the mating ceremony. “ they're beautiful.’’ I cannot help but say. getting her attention isn't right. She brings her hand over the Fabric of the dresses and she touches it letting it slide downwards. Then right there she pushes a side of one of the middle dresses and presses against the hardwood compartment behind it. there is a knocking sound as if coming from another room connected

“Okay, you can't poof her anywhere, because she is impervious to your magic, you said. But she can use magic things that you conjure, like the deck, the boat and even the door. So, you can't magically transport us to Hamlet, but could Moira wish for a portal or something to Hamlet? Has that ever been done? Because, I mean, that shit works in movies. It might be worth a try.” Raf looks at her and smiles. “You've got to show me exactly which movie has the God of death, two witches, a mermaid and a genie magically moving through worlds with a wished up portal.” “Pull this shit off and they'll make a movie about it, buddy.” Halona assures him and Raf chuckles. He turns to me. “Well, darling.. wh

Red asked baffled. Rinzen shot her a sarcastically sassy look, "Well for one thing it could be charmed as a teleportation device", he stated dryly, much to her embarrassment. "And well, there are Explosive Envelopes, magical triggers, and non-magical triggering kinds out there. If I even touched one, I don't want to imagine what could have happened", he stated, "Anyway half of it is training the other half is basic common sense. Firstly it was midnight, second of all my room is on the third floor, shielded from view and I've had everyone I know and trusted to shield it from here to kingdom come, it's warded and sealed and it only has one key", he paused, "Me", he confessed, "The only way you

My gaze then caught two air conditioners situated at opposite corners of the room and a fluorescent bulb illuminating the room with a sunset orange glow. "That's the closet"The maid announced, her index finger outstretched, pointing at a white door. It jolted me out of my reverie to facing the door. I didn't even notice the two doors by the right hand side of the room; one white and the other a frosty silver colour. I hastily walked over to the closet and truth be told, it was beautiful and huge. Inside it stood a sliding door wardrobe, it's door built from head to ceiling. Next to it were various shelves aligned with footwears which had a horizontal rectangular mirror opposite it.

Of course, I always have my whip with me, but I need something more. ‘Is this what you’re looking for, master?’ Custard asked as he pulled a red hood out of the arrays of clothing. “Yes. That’s it. Now, I need you two to find me clothes long enough that we can tie them up together.” I instructed them. They nodded and started rummaging through my closet and pulling basically everything out. I have to secure them all together one by one. I don’t want them to untie when I try to climb down. Of course, I can just use my magic to morph them, but my aunt enchanted the room so I could not use magic strong enough to morph them.

came a cold voice from the door , that was not a human voice , the door was magical . "Sired to the white witch."spoke Ada . The door opened on its own . Sheldon and Ada stepped inside . As the entered the small cottage , it was no more the same small cottage it looked from the indie , the cottage was a great hall from inside , very spacious and could have fit . There were several people sitting on chairs arranged in rings around on a throne standing at height from the ground level .more than seventy people filled the room . On the throne sat a middle aged women with dirty while hair , she had plae skin and wide bloody eyes that could have scared anyone with a single stare , this was the r

I looked out the window at the glittering city lights, then down at my out of place ritual cloak. I thought to myself. “Fine, since you’re determined to see me as a clueless fraudulent psychic, I’ll play the part then. Let’s see how long your perfect lives last without this charm. After all, that mass of thick, pure dark energy hanging over your heads is no joke.” I did not touch the designer clothes hanging in the wardrobe. Instead, I remained in my rough, hand-sewn ritual cloak. The attic might have been tiny, but at least it was quiet.

Starlight crystal, Foxglove shrub, Zuri's panties, Sage, Eggshell powder, a bowl containing my blood…and one of the very first dresses Zuri got for me the first time we visited Torah together. Sadly, I'll have to sacrifice this sentimental dress of mine for the spell. I sigh, not wanting to get rid of anything Zuri got for me, but I don’t have a choice at this point. Raising my hands, I whisper a common magic spell that sets fire to the dress. It lights up and instantly turns to ashes within seconds as the room fills with the scent of burnt clothing. Then I chant the forbidden words, keeping my voice to a barely audible whisper since Olyon is probably still lurking outside my dorm room, and