Magical Doll Novels & Stories

Eventually the old queen sat back down and she motioned for Della to come over. Della looked scared but her mother nodded her head, so she did as she was told. The queen took Della by the hands and she sat her down in the big throne beside her. She began to stroke Della's hair like she was thinking, and then she started to speak. "Della, I know that there is a lot to take in right now, a lot that you need to understand," the queen said, still stroking her hair. "Let me tell you something child. Magic is everywhere you go, and magic is inside of you. How strong it is, depends on how much you believe," the old queen said. The queen continued to stroke Della's hair. Della felt something move on

There would be a day when all supernatural beings will join forces, regardless of their background or race. "Not bad!" He jumped up while praising the movement of his magic wooden doll, which had managed to follow his movements so well, dashing towards the wall of the room with swift movements. His hand continued to swing the practise weapon at the wooden doll, which managed to keep up with his movements. His lips curled into a satisfied smile, then he moved to the other side of the wall, then his body spun in the air, swinging his wooden sword at his wooden doll. His unexpected movement had apparently managed to stun the wooden doll. The wooden doll froze, not moving an inch, and the wooden

I thought to myself. For the rest of the day I had to endure my brother's and father's tantrum and after what we call an unhealthy amount of waiting we finally met Amelia, Nebula tribe's alpha mother. She was wearing a plain bright red skirt which was below her knees, same red blazer and a white top underneath with matching red high heels. As we approached her my father smiled his one of the finest fakes smiles that he usually put on his face on the occasion like this, my brother was trying to be a gentleman which he was.

One was smiling with ‘oh I see’ expression, while the other one threw ‘stop it’ look. Then as to remember something, Hilda asked again. “Why you two—” She pointed her finger at both men. “—bring an unknown reindeer here?” “The reindeer is my friend, my lady.” Deandra felt she need to explain it. “Friend?” Her eyes looked deep into Deandra’s. “How?” Deandra didn’t say anything. She couldn’t find the right word to explain why she can’t be friend with Mago. “Because Deandra can talk to animal.” Julian explained.

I managed to squeak out of my throat. “Yes, what?” I asked planting a small peck on Sunshine’s bottom lip. God, she tastes divine almost like sweet wine. She was catnip to me, and she didn’t even know it. “Yes, I want your gift” I murmured. I pulled my face away, disappointed I couldn’t have more of her, If I didn’t hold myself together then I would be taking more than a kiss. “What kind of Doll is he?” she asked. I reached over and sat the doll on the Edge of the bed “He is a special toy that I made a very long time ago, I carved him out of a very special magical tree where I’m from and infused him with shadow magic”

Blues and oranges and pinks curled around Doll, creating new colors where they overlapped. "Yes." Argani stepped back. "He will not be able to keep his eyes off you. And with this, no matter how passionate your tom may get, it will always be pristine." Clapping his hands together the owner summoned his magick around Doll. The draped fabrics became an outfit. Cute short-shorts and a slightly longer sleeveless tunic underneath a swirling jacket that reached a bit below his knees. "I've never had anything like this." Doll spun around listening to the coins dripping along the hems jangle.

Some of the recipes in the book had ingredients like a two day old crow's blood, the crushed bark of a cider tree, four leaved clovers, mint leaves that had bloomed in the summer and many other bizarre ingredients. Matilda also found a spell that returned lost fortune, a spell that cured epilepsy, a spell that cured blindness, a spell that could renew physical features, a spell that prolonged life and even one that cast evil eyes away from someone. She was about to flip the page over to the next one when she found a spell that made her to stop short. The spell spoke about bringing one's true love to the person. True love was a novel concept to Matilda and she chuckled at the overall sillines

Mirabel was a loner and even though she didn't talk to too many people , she really liked Sandy because when she was called a witch my other students and when she was neglected by them, Sandy would always make her feel special. Sandy would walk up to her to tell her "Mirabel you're amazing and these people don't matter, tejir opinions don't" when Sandy died Mirabel learnt teh magic of Zura. Magic if Zura is a magic spell that brings the dead to life in different way. For Mirabel, it made Sandy spirit alive . Sandy wasn't entirely happy that Mirabel did this but she was grateful regardless . Sandy can only allow you see her if she wants to that's why she never showed herself to her siblings b

Joel asked, and Maggie laughed. “I left it at the house in case Melody gets too excited and breaks it. I bought her a collectible porcelain doll with blue eyes and blond curls like hers,” Maggie said. “Aww,” Eden said. “That’s so sweet.” “I think we should have some cake before this little lady falls asleep, and we’re all overtaken with emotion,” Thomas said.

As he looked into her tear-filled eyes, an old memory suddenly resurfaced in his mind. He remembered the ten-year-old Sahara who had looked up at him with innocent admiration and said, "When I grow up, Big Brother Leaf, I'm going to marry you." Then she had leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on his lips. It had been nothing more than an innocent peck, but he still remembered how her cheeks had instantly turned bright red afterward. She had looked so embarrassed, yet so determined at the same time. His little doll. The memory struck him unexpectedly, making his chest tighten.