Mavis Zeref Novels & Stories

“It matters not what time of day it is. In here, time is always the same.” Maevis let loose a sigh that sounded almost more like a growl, shaking her brown curls, which she had swept up and clipped atop her head, as she did so. She was much older than Serendipity, forty on her last birthday, and had known the girl since she was a very small child, having joined the Fizzlestitch household when it seemed three small girls were too much for the previous help to contain without another set of hands. “Serendipity,” she lamented, still shaking her head. “I do hate to see you this way.”

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Yours in plotting, Zera

I will never be Stefanos de Vesilios again. -Zohara

She loves money more than anything. “Her name is Eloise,” Mavis said, leaning in with urgency. “She works in public relations. She really loves money, Mr. Oliver. If you want a thrilling performance, she’s the one. She’s done things even more daring than this. She’ll do it, no hesitation.” Charles’s lips curled into a smirk as he considered Mavis’s words. “Really?” he asked, clearly intrigued. “What kind of things has she done?”

Chapter 152 Zavier bent down when he noticed what Serefina was about to do. He knew that she could go extreme miles just to get whatever she wanted. "Serefina, don't do this you sure will regret your actions." He shouted on top of his voice while laying on the floor as Maudlin fell on the floor. "What do you mean by I will regret it? You will kill me right? Or hurt my daughter? Zavier you can't do anything to us remember I am an upgraded witch." She reminded Zavier who seems to have forgotten that he was dealing with no ordinary witch.

I opened my phone and saw an email. “From Mavis Glaze?” Isn’t this the psychologist? I opened the email but it’s just random letters. Suddenly, the door burst opened and Stefano came in a hurry. “What are you doing here?” “D-Doctor Mavis,” he said while panting. “Did you receive the weird email too? I just received—” “Doctor Mavis is dead.” “WHAT?! What do you mean dead?!” “Dead, unalive, passed away, went to the other side—”

She dropped her head and began sniffing the ground again. “Zara!’ We turned to see Miva. She’d caught up with us. “Do you know what pack this is?” Zara asked. “I smell Slade, but in a weird way. It’s like, it’s like he was here but he wasn’t. I don’t understand.” Miva also sniffed the air. She was a gorgeous wolf, thick and sturdy, with deep, chocolate brown eyes. She had a regality about her. A gamma, through and through. She padded through the pack, also sniffing along as she went.