Novel & Cerita Magolor Kirby

Jackie countered. Silas cleared his throat, his Alpha aura flaring just enough to make the candles flicker. "As entertaining as the Beta's love life is, we have a border to secure. Morgana thinks Jesse is a 'battery.' She’s going to wait for the Crimson Moon to strike." "So, wait," Jackie said, leaning back in her chair and spinning a silver dagger with practiced nonchalance. "Is it the Morgana? Like, Merlin’s apprentice and King Arthur’s half sister, 'I’m-too-old-for-this-Camelot-drama' Morgana? Because if she’s that ancient, I really need the name of her dermatologist. That skin-to-dust ratio Jesse described in the vision was surprisingly low."

"Scarlett." ******

"You fools think you can defeat me? How amusing!" She raised her staff, summoning dark shadows to shield her from the oncoming assault. Luna's radiant energy collided with the shadows, creating a mesmerizing display of light and darkness. Sparks flew, illuminating the night sky, but Morgana held her ground. Amelia, Luna's loyal companion and fellow warrior, joined the battle, her blades glinting with an ethereal glow. With swift and calculated movements, she lunged at Morgana, slashing through the shadows with her deadly precision.

A smile formed on my lips as I noticed she almost mastered all the spells in the book I provided. I know one day that Mirai will be the most powerful mage in Majika. Even though her heart is full of anger, it doesn’t hinder her from being a good person. She has a pure heart, and I know she can fight the black wizards without my help. Yes, I will help, but there’s also a limitation to the use of my power. It surprised me when Regit suddenly disappeared next to me, and I just shrugged my shoulders. Where did he go? “Luna!” Mirai called and waved at me while smiling widely. I approached her and smiled at her.

I smiled and nodded. “We are here to ask your help because she starts seeing things, hearing things and there’s a girl that she always saw which she can’t explain and she doesn’t know why but she thinks that the girl needs her help and it is connected to the crime that happened which is ten years ago” He explained and looked at me again and looked back to Luna. “I already saw the girl before the accident but not like this… I always see her everywhere” I said with my eyes rolling. “Like… she will appear whenever they want even in my dreams and she will disappear whenever they want too” I continued

Because it came in handy, and after the next few minutes of painstakingly copying the design on the staff, the mop stick resembled the base of the staff. Now at the end, she told herself. Ariel looked around the weaponry for sickles. It took longer than expected to find any, and she was starting to get worried when she found two lying useless by the corner. Perfect. Luna must really be aiding her cause. She had needed two, and she had found precisely what she needed. Applying paint to the sickles was more annoying than she expected but once she was done, she placed the sharp points of the sickle together until it resembled a heart symbol and bound it to the tip of the mop stick.

As soon as they stepped through the door Morgana was back in the bedroom and she let out a soft moan and then rubbed her temples, Alexis handed her the glass of water and two Advil she had left with him. ‘Are you okay Morgana? What did you discover?’ He was impatient to know but she hesitated, ‘Alpha the Luna is very special.’ His growl rumbled through the entire Pack House and she sighed, ‘Her mother was a witch.’ Morgana stated and he stepped back, ‘That’s impossible, if she was a witch why didn’t she save herself? There is no way she should have died so soon after the birth if she had magic.’ ‘She had no choice.’

Rubbie asked, her gaze locked on me like she was trying to read something underneath my smirk. I paused, letting the grin curl slowly at the corner of my lips. That girl really thought she could throw that filthy word at me... insecure? She had no clue who she was dealing with. I leaned back, chin lifted just enough to remind the room who I was. Me — Lady Morgan. Mistress of Lycan Abraham Namtaru. Daughter of the fiercest warrior this kingdom’s ever known with a mother who's the Eyes of the kingdom. Future Luna. Soon this land would kneel for me, inch by inch, and she’d watch it all from beneath my heels.

"I am M-" "Morgana Araton, and you are fucking incredible."

Nyx, my little Inner Wolf, stared at my veins which already rose to the level I thought I was going to die. "Three, two and one...!" It whispered to me, the voice feeling like another wolf in me. "Don't you remember you're already 20?" A powerful blow of the breeze hit my head, crushing me into a stunning silence. My gut was suspended and I had to just listen to my Inner Wolf. Then, I turned my eyes again to the sky, and it brightened up. "Regards from the Martial Lord of the Silver Sword Academy." As soon as I heard that voice, I screamed, deciding not to hold it anymore. "Mom, where are you?"