Penyihir Cantik Novels & Stories

Sheila couldn't control the gasp that escaped her mouth. To say she was surprised would be an understatement. She was flabbergasted. This was the last thing she expected from David. Who would have thought that his surprise was this pleasant? Amidst her surprise,she let out a beautiful smile that was as breathtaking as a sunset by the shores. Looking at her smiling face, David's heart raced. This is because the woman before him resembled an otherworldly creature,a fairy from a painting. He could swear that this was the most enchanting and beautiful smile he has ever been graced with. He almost forgot all about his confession. He just wanted to stand and embrace her because the answer to the q

“You have questions about the second prophecy, the one the elves named after me.” “Is it about you?” I ask. I can see that Buppig and Hyacinth are struggling to keep up with the one side of this conversation that they can hear. If a majestic deer could shrug, she would have. “I have never been called a Shield, but it fits the description of what I do to protect the forest. Where others guard, or fight, I use my magic to provide an illusion, or glamor, that allows Araphyra to go unseen by humans. I am the reason that what you see when you approach Araphyra is an empty field with only an old gate. If Samlael allows you to pass, the illusion lifts and the person can see Araphyra.”

Leopold pressed emotionlessly. Narcissa pushed herself up into a sitting position as she glared furiously at him. "Through magick of course… all reinforced with hidden enchantments and a healthy dose of succubus pheromones to force you to act on your darkest desires." She smirked unrepentantly, clearly proud of her accomplishments although she had ultimately failed in whatever her goal had been. Lexi gasped involuntarily and covered her mouth with her hand as she leaned forward and focused intently on the words she had spoken.

There it was, a kaleidoscope of colors shimmered fleetingly before settling into an almost invisible cocoon around Aiden. Despite my heart singing in triumph, I couldn't afford to celebrate prematurely—I needed proof. A small yet dangerous test ought to verify it. Grabbing a pair of scissors from the table, I muttered a Conjuring spell. The scissors floated into the air, defying gravity, ready to strike on my command. With a deep breath, I sent the scissors streaming toward Aiden’s right leg; my heart pounded like a war drum in my ears. The world appeared to cringe, preparing for the impact.

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!

She was afraid of the dark, terribly afraid of it — so why was the light off? I walked toward her bed. She was lying there, nothing unusual, as if she was just sleeping. "Mr. Vincent, Miss Majori needs rest…" Harper started again. But I wasn't at ease. I sat down and reached out to touch her face, only to flinch immediately, it was ice cold. "Majori." I called her name, then lifted the blanket. My eyes widened in shock. Beneath the blanket, her fingernails had turned pale white, bloodless. I grabbed her hand, it was as cold as if it had just been pulled out of a glacier.

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

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.