روايات وقصص ضمن Penyihir Cantik

I mutter, starting the engine… ~ She asks me if she looks ok… really? She looks out of this world. Even the angels would be jealous of her beauty. She is a Diosa. There is something about her that mesmerises me like nothing else. Is she a siren from the sea who can destroy men with one flutter of their lashes? Is she an enchantress who has trapped me in this spell I cannot escape? Is she a temptress that has made me a slave to her allure? She looks beyond stunning. The dress clings to her gorgeous figure, showing off those breasts I fucking love. Her curls are pinned back, a few framing her face. Her pouty lips are shimmering, begging to be kissed.

Flickering candles lined the edges of the circle, their flames dancing in rhythm with the whispers of the wind. Seraphina stood at the altar, her hands hovering over the five amulets spread before her. Her eyes were closed in deep concentration, her lips moving in silent incantation. Behind her, her coven of witches moved in unison, each of them chanting in an ancient language, their voices blending into a haunting harmony that seemed to resonate with the power of the amulets.

He stepped back a pace, but she stayed after. The magic was not violent. It was hypnotic, entwining his mind like a vine. His recollections warped. The rage mellowed. The shame misted like fog on glass. Perfera's hand went up, fingers tingling with a rose-gold radiance — the residue of a binding seduction spell, infused with blood magic and old lust rituals. Her eyes were half-open, lips open, as if the magic coursed through her breath. "Don't think anymore," she breathed. "Don't hurt. Just be. With me."

She flipped her hand over and everyone gasped. “Centra, come forth. Our sister needs you.” Centra stepped forward, her pale skin looked yellow in the candlelight. Her eyes and hair appeared even darker. She touched the picture on Clarissa’s palm. “It is in there. I can feel it. The spell that transferred it was shadow magic. Who did this to you?”

A slow, malicious smile curved the lady's lip and her light aquamarine eyes lit up with evil intent. "Well, done," she said out loud just as she raised the middle and ring finger of her hand and made a small arc. A silver sparkle burst to life in the shape of the arc she made. She stepped forward into the silver sparkle that was enlarging. The silver sparkle disappeared as soon as it had started, and the sparkle took with it, the mystery woman.

"It involves an accusation against one of the delegates." Alessandra looked at the doors, which were promptly closes. "Princess Coramen, can you ensure secrecy? It is a common spell for faeries I believe." The little woman floated to the center of the room, chanting and gesturing. A smell of fresh pine wafted through the room on a magical breeze and then, "Done. For the moment, this room is a secret place." "Excellent. Now, Lady Shamira?" "Okay, I . . . I looked at Lacroix with Shadow Sight and I saw something kinda weird."

Eleanor in contrary didn't seem fazed by his violent behavior and still looked at him and calmely answered, "No, I am not, it is the true!" Alphonse pleaded to stop her while calling her name, "Lea!" "Alphonse! stay out of this!" Francis shouted to him with his eyes still on Eleanor and told her, "Then prouve it! right now!" "As you wish.." She said that and just after pronounced a spell loudly enough for them to hear it, she looked at the cookies on the table and a moment after she finished saying her spell those cookies levitated in the air.

Unlike Nyi Gendeng Sukmo, who had perfect control over herself, ensnaring someone like Rengganis could be done with nothing more than gentleness. “Don’t you want to learn the incantation and a few techniques, Rengganis?” Lady Nagini asked. She closed her eyes, spread her arms, and leapt into the air. She landed silently on the ground and jumped again. “This is a body-lightening technique,” she chuckled. 'Don’t be fooled by that demon woman, Rengganis. Knights have body-lightening techniques too. You can ask them to teach you,' Rengganis protested inwardly. She studied the woman before her with a guarded look.

"Hmmm..." Just now, Professor De Belen was using the black magic to her students using her famous "SEDUCTRESS" a technique targeting one's psyche. By just simply exuding her aura, she can manage to put someone in trance and even manipulate or give them illusory images putting them under the spell of hallucination. She was trying to test her student's mental resilience and it seems that most of them perform unsatisfactorily. Only a handful of her class can manage to retain their self and not fall to her trick. After she left, another teacher came next. It was a complete opposite of the ravishing beauty, Professor De Belen. Professor Shunks is a hunchback blue sorceress with a barely audible v

Lingsir wengi Sepi durung biso nendro Kagodho mring wewayang Kang ngreridhu ati Kawitane Mung sembrono njur kulino Ra ngiro yen bakal nuwuhke tresno Nanging duh tibane aku dewe kang nemahi Nandang bronto Kadung loro Sambat-sambat sopo Rino wengi Sing tak puji ojo lali Janjine mugo biso tak ugemi Yes, it’s Lingsir Wengi, a song that is believed can attract the white lady to appear. The melody does send chills to their spines, but they are still vigilant as Seta can attack any time.