Penyihir Cantik Novels & Stories

The light becomes a forest, shimmering and ethereal, the trees adorn and hum with divine energy. At the heart of all this, standing in serene radiance, is a breathtakingly beautiful woman, clothe in white, with a golden leaves crown adorning her sliver hair, the hem of her clothes shimmers with an attractively unusual glow. I couldn't see her legs, as she seems to float, and something that looks like a scepter, follows her swift movement in the air. Her sliver eyes full with warmth pierce through me, her presence is overwhelming, a divine weight that press against my soul. A divine presence!

“There are fifty concubines, but only ten truly matter. The rest are shadows—whispers in the hall. But those ten? They are power wrapped in perfume.” Cassandra, Witch Princess of Obsidia — Cunning, confident, and convinced the crown already belongs to her, Cassandra walks the corridors of Qombinia as though fate itself has laid out a silk carpet for her feet. Her blood-and-mirror magic can coax secrets from silvered glass and turn whispered wishes into binding oaths. Every polished surface becomes her ally, every reflection a listening ear, and she wields prophecy like a jewelled dagger pressed to the throat of anyone who doubts her claim.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

The dark sy becomes her witness as she plans to do the untinkable. She sighed and start chant some magic. Her eyes glowed white, her body glows too and shapes of snowflakes covers her body to her face. Her mouth was beaming with white light and fine mist swirls out form her mouth, nose, ears and eyes. The mist accumulates till it became a large mist. The mist now swirls into a tornado. It twirls so fast and quickly enters the heart of the necklace. The necklace now glows once the mist disappear.

Once Breyona was out of the room and the cell door shut, I turned to hear Asher ask the next question. “Where are the other witches hiding out at? You have to have a base somewhere.” Rowena graced us with a smirk. The smug light in her eyes was enough proof to tell us she knew exactly where the witches were hiding. “Did you know there’s a subcategory of magic known as Illusion magic? It’s typically present in sigil, natural, and sometimes protection magics. Freya has a few witches with this affinity, though there’s one in particular that’s very skilled. She can make you see anything, believe you’re somewhere a thousand miles away when really, you’re standing in your own back yard.” A slow, s

The perfect circle in the sky was no longer black for some time, but all of its light was only directed at Miranda, it looked like a glowing bridge to heaven. However, that's not what makes the magician not move. A woman came down from the bridge of light, her dress was wide covering her legs, dominated by shimmering white and gold, with a collar that flaunted two delicate and beautiful shoulders. Her shiny black hair fell to her ankles, swelled as if she were underwater, as did her entire body. Every inch of the figure above was perfect, but that beautiful appearance also looked terrifying especially in Miranda's wide-open eyes. The sorceress felt extreme fear as two black beads as dense as

“I’m being real with you here. Since your sworn sister is part of our tribe, then we’re family. We’re on the same team here, so I can help your sister with her cultivation. As the princess of the Nine-Tails, she’ll be able to receive the strongest skills within our tribe, from me no less!” “Oh and… If you’re willing, I don’t mind marrying you. You can become the prince of the Nine-Tails tribe.” When Sion said this, her cheeks turned red, her expressions becoming extremely alluring. She winked at Alex, activating her best skill, the Nine-Tails charm… Any average person would be in a trance after the spell was cast. They would then fall into an illusionary scenario that the enchantress had spe

Her right eye were exceedingly sparkling like an ocean scenery from the center of the moon's reflection, her left eye was opposite from how beautiful her right eye is—wide and miserable. They both stepped back when Finesia suddenly moved. "W-who a-are y-you?" The man with the name Mariano weren't able to hide his stutter from asking the unknown young lady's identity. "I am they call the Sinner, the daughter of the God born from the mortal's womb. I heard your whimpers about the monarchs you say and speak the God's name, I am one of them— daughter of the Creator." They were in the middle of doubting but Finesia whom possess the power of Divinity struck the tree on their left side using the th

) —closer— (it’s beautiful!) —closer. (oh god) Liz bathed in the white. It encompassed everything, burned everything else away. “Yes,” she said, her gentle whisper like a breeze through reeds. This light was the sun reflected in her diamond trinket, radiating from the face of Saint Christopher. Together they waltzed back and forth on the end of a silver chain. Screams as the wheels on the left-hand side of the bus collided with the curb.