Miraculous Volpina Novels & Stories

Instead, her skin burned with a maddening, blistering itch. ​Pushing herself up on shaky arms, she caught her reflection in the moonlit water. The face staring back wasn't hers. It was a young, gaunt girl, her skin marred by oozing, angry red pustules. Her ancient, ragged dress clung to a frail, malnourished frame. ​"What...?" Sua rasped, her hands flying to her foreign cheeks. ​Before she could process the impossible, a tidal wave of strange memories slammed into her skull. She doubled over, clutching her temples as the dying echoes of the body's original owner flooded her mind.

"It's been ten moon cycles now. Ten is the number of rebirth. If her wolf did not come back, she is too far gone and there is nothing we can do. I'd hoped otherwise, but continuing to try would be theft on my part. I even checked her wolf's location in the death realm, and she was so close, practically through the veil. If she couldn't step through when she was so close, well, pardon my phrasing, but it's much like beating a dead wolf to keep trying." Tears dropped freely, splattering onto the skirt of the maxi dress I was wearing, and I quickly brought my hands to my eyes, trying to wipe them away. "That potion you give to Gigi to drink," Tyce asked, "what does it do?" "It slices open Gigi'

We were joined, inseparable, his cock pulsing inside my pussy as he came—hot spurts of cum flooding me, thick and endless. I clawed his back harder, nails raking red lines, screaming his name as my orgasm hit. Waves crashed through me, pussy milking him, but the curse twisted it—visions flashing behind my eyes. Mira's face, twisted in that binding spell, morphed into the healer's from five years ago, the one who'd slipped the poison into Ronan's drink. Her eyes gleamed with betrayal, whispering, 'You deserve the emptiness.' Pain stabbed my heart, mixing with the pleasure, tears leaking down my cheeks.

One unread message waits on the screen, from Leon. 'Come to the den, food’s ready.'

juliana:- you are my friend velliam:- what if i say I can't see you as friend juliana:- what are you saying velliam:- I think I love you juliana:- you idiot I am going (then she leave) demon:- master I don't know that you hiding in your heart velliam:- why you do that now she hate me and do want to kill me demon:- you pass that test now my job to serve you velliam:- don't do anything stupid OK demon:- OK master velliam:- what is wrong with my luck and what should I do how I ask for forgiveness. may be she don't want to see me anymore now the timing is 7:00 pm velliam ready to take bath velliam:- water is warm now velike clothes (when he say velike his clothes disappear it only work when he f

And that list didn’t even include supernatural vampire hunters known as volkaanes, one of whom happened to be her boyfriend Rave. She wished Rave was here right now, holding her in his strong arms, but the same strange phenomenon that had weakened her magic had weakened the magical inner fire that volkaanes used to slay vampires. Without their fire, volkaanes were no match for the tremendous strength of the vampires, and so the volkaanes had fled the area until their fire returned. Volkaanes were strong—much stronger than humans—but their strength paled in comparison to a vampire’s. Amazingly, they could move even faster than vampires, but without their inner fire they could not hope to defe

Kelly Olivia was heard laughing queerly miserably and sorrowfully. “Oh no… Oh no… Kelly… Kelly… Due to your hatred and dissatisfaction towards this human-girl, you were even willing to put the red orpiment into My Prince Virando’s soup; you were even willing to do some harm to My Prince Virando, weren’t you?” hissed Queen Miranda within her exceptional as well as extraordinary astonishment. Queen Miranda was seen covering her mouth with both of her hands.

She whispered, mesmerised by the magnificence of the colours that resembled the horizon at twilight. "Look closer, my child," Clove implored her. Mira squinted her eyes as she looked closer like her mother urged her to. "She's engulfed in flames?" She whispered. "Yes, she is an Ignis Lupus." "Ignis Lupus?" Mira repeated. "What does that mean?"

Mira stood nearby, silent, watching her sift through samples from Ember and Dalia’s blood. “It’s not natural,” Vivianne murmured. “This was crafted.” Mira nodded slowly. “Something dormant—activated by contact.” Vivianne’s eyes narrowed. “Not just contact,” she said. “A gesture. A trigger. Like a hug.” She leaned back, fingers to her lips. Her mind raced through rituals and dark formulas long thought lost. “It’s Hollowpact,” she whispered. “But deeper than what we’ve seen. This wasn’t just a warning.”

Brandon said, trying to be optimistic. “No, it means she’s getting stronger. The stronger she gets, the more potent her venom would be,” Vincent explained. “Mira is the first demon wolf. You’re not prepared for it. Neither was I.” “I’d guess that’s how you got the scar?” Vincent flinched by such words. He didn’t like the scar. It was a reminder of something he couldn’t forget. A gift from Mira’s demon wolf.