Midna Artwork Novels & Stories

A powerful aura emerged in her body. “Nine Turns Spiritual Art,” muttered Thea. This time, she gained a lot from meditating in seclusion and comprehending the paths. From the mysterious Endlos Light, she created an uncanny secret Supernatural Art. She named it “Nine Turns Spiritual Art”. It was even stronger than the Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra and Tenfold Realms Transcendent Art. The Tenfold Realms Transcendent Art used the Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra to activate the ten supreme powers in Endlos.

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Elektra hugged Avyanna fiercely and sobbed into her hair. “ That was a terrible one”. “Elektra, I'm fine. Those demons will never mess with me again. They have tasted a few of my flames and I don't think coming back will be in their dictionary.” Time flew, and it was already 7. p.m. The girls began to do their make-up. Avyanna decided that tonight Midnight would shimmer like stars in the sky. She applied delicately mild makeup on her face. Avyanna decorated her eyelids with silver and glossed up her lips. It gave her an angelic look. Her gray eyes stood out and plump pink lips bubbled and shimmered.

Maybe the gods think I look pretty this way. A gasp escaped me as I turned my neck to get a better view. My fingertips brushed against a beautifully intricate design that adorned my skin. It was a crescent moon, its delicate details awash in an array of enchanting blue shades. Stars, each unique, encircled the moon like constellations painted by a celestial artist. At the edge of the crescent, a pitch-black wolf stood, head thrown back as it howled at the moon. My mate’s initials are written below the mark.

I inquired with a raised eyebrow. He took a sip, "That I'm losing my grip, my pack is an easy hunt, and I've gone mad and should be put out of power." "Wow. Those are some nasty rumors going on." I shook my head, "But what's with you going mad? That's a bit strange." "I believe Cordelia Blackwell, Black Witch, Council sore thorn, and my arch enemy, is my destined mate and Luna sent to me from the Moon Goddess herself after years of searching and looking." An amused smile adorned his face, "That's enough to call me crazy."

Cassandra's frantic heart thumped against her ribcage. She bucked and kicked her feet, but the monster's arms held her down like an octopus's. Then it twirled her body around. Cassandra finally came face to face with her captor. She saw through the clear water, a beautiful red-haired maiden wearing light, sheer robes as though made of mist. Her sleek icy pale body clung to the mortal girl while her green eyes blazed like two balls of glowing jade. Her melodious voice seemed to vibrate from the very molecule of the water.

4 months have passed since the day I returned "home" And today, is the day I am crowned Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was excited, yet, I'm feeling really uneasy. Why? I don't know. So now, Diana is still busy doing my make-up and hair. I could feel Diana pulling my hair. "Diana! What are you doing to my hair- ouch!" "Relax Annabel. Trust me." The pulling continued before she finally said finish. "And voila!" "Finally-" "And now, make-up."

Incense burned a sweet odour but it was masked by the ink scent. A shelve of scrolls filled with varieties of designs was at a corner and the marking equipments were already prepared for use. “My queen.” The marking artist bowed in greetings. Her hair was jet black with streaks of grey in them, she had fine smile wrinkles and warm brown eyes. Ilena was amazed by the amount of markings on her exposed skin, there was almost no patch of skin that was left undone! “Your markings are beautiful.” She said in awe. Hanna, the marking artist smile warmly and opened up the scroll in her hands. “These are the new unreleased designs I have, you’re the first person to lay eyes on them.”

she finally said, briefly and firmly, as if sealing a truth the world rejected. Ilon took a deep breath before releasing a flower onto the mound of soil. “May you rest in peace beside the Moon Goddess.” Mira drew small rune lines with silver chalk on the ground, her lips moving silently in prayer. A faint light flickered briefly between the earth and the runes, then faded, leaving an odd warmth in my chest. “May your path be illuminated,” she whispered.

There were just two equals who had stripped away each other's armor and chosen to stay in the ruins. ​When Adrian pulled back, his hands slid down to wrap firmly around Kai’s waist, pulling him close against his chest. He looked past Kai’s shoulder to the massive canvas leaning against the brick wall. The final piece of The Triad of the Soil series was finished. It was a sprawling, visceral depiction of the Nairobi skyline emerging from a deep, textured root system made of charcoal and vibrant gold leaf. It was beautiful, complex, and entirely alive.