Novel & Cerita Morticia

"Your soul for my power. Do you accept?" Seraphina nodded, her mouth dry. "I accept." The witch grabbed Seraphina's wrist, and a strong electric shock went through her body. She gasped, and her vision got blurry. The witch's voice got louder and stranger in her ears. "From now on, I'll be inside you, Princess. You'll have my power, but it will cost you. You'll become more than human, more than mortal. And when the time comes, I'll own your soul."

Thirty minutes for them to explain what the hell is going on. "Come on, let's go sit over there." She leads me towards the living room. Reece, Aaron and Reece's dad follow behind us. We all sit and they give me weird looks not saying anything for a while until Reece decides to break the silence. "Do you believe in werewolves Morgana?" He asks gazing intensely at me. "What, like from the movies?" I ask with a tilt of my head. "Well, not exactly but yeah from the movies." He says.

The world should end on a Monday. There’s something honest about that. Brutal, yes, but clean. A Monday already has the emotional texture of damp socks and unpaid bills, so adding zombies feels less like a cosmic betrayal and more like management escalating a complaint. Unfortunately, the world chooses Thursday at 6:17 p.m., while Maya Rodriguez is standing barefoot in her kitchen, trying to decide whether expired sour cream is a negotiable concept. “It smells fine,” Dex says from behind her.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

She had told him about their scary and terrifying figures and their names. The one who was a tall and had gaunt figure with sunken eyes that glowed like smoldering coals was named Morgrath. Her black robes hung loosely around her skeletal frame, giving her an air of ethereal menace. Morgrath was a master of necromancy, capable of commanding the spirits of the departed to do her bidding. Seraphina had told him was said that she wore jewellery made out of the bones and cursed artifacts, which were remnants of her twisted experiments.

Those words were bitter. "No, that man deserved to die, as I said before. He brought her back to life using electric shocks after her second death and since then, she hasn't been able to rest peacefully. I do intend to make you work for me, but I can offer you what you want in return, Quevelerin. " he addressed her. " Lay your life down, one last time for me and you will never have to wake up again. " That assertion made her raise her head. Her eyes were sparkling, as would the ones of a Priest that was visited by God. " Can you guarantee that? Can you 100% promise that the next time a die, I will be no more? "

One of the soldiers' fairy soul was even broken into pieces, and he died tragically as a result. 'What?' Zakari and the three brothers, who were casually watching from the sidelines, were taken aback. They were furious as they stared at Morticia. 'How is that woman so powerful?' 'She even broke the soldier's fairy soul into pieces with just one move!' "Wait a minute!" Zavari suddenly looked closer at Morticia's face and yelled as he realized something. "We were too careless! That lady is not human. She is one of the Fiend Martyrs."

She has a death tag too like mine. “No,” I whispered when I saw my best friend lying dead. There’s a possibility that my mom is not joking with me but I still need to find Jayvee to witness it with my own eyes. I need to see him before believing that he is really gone. I keep on walking while my mom keeps on following me. With the blanket that is covering my body. I don’t care as long as I will find Jayvee and see with my bare naked eyes that he is already dead. Otherwise, I will not believe what my mom told me. People inside the morgue are looking at me and they start murmuring. I know they are surprised because I came back from death like Lazarus and now I am walking in front of them but t

I hold onto a bookshelf, my head spinning. "It's a lot to take in," Alice says. "I know." I wipe my brow with the back of my hand. Did I really just accept that I'm a non-human? I laugh, but the sound is hollow. How could I be so stupid? Alice touches my shoulder. "It's okay. I know it's a lot, but you'll get used to it." I'm not sure I want to. "There are more than werewolves, though," she adds. "There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—"