Mavis Zeref Novels & Stories

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

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—”