Romans & histoires Ranni The Witch Wallpaper

It seemed they didn’t care too much about the gruesome battle raging outside; their eyes were on the invisible barrier surrounding the house. As the witches walked along the edge, creating a semicircle around the barrier, another figure stepped out from the growing fog outside the tree line. The tall Raven had straight black hair that ran almost the entire length of her back. She was thin and had strange black markings all over her pale skin, which seemed to whirl on her skin as she began muttering something. A black film emerged as she chanted, swirling around her body in pulses.

The witch raised his hand and hurled a bolt of dark magic at Cora. She moved swiftly, barely dodging in time as the energy streaked past her arm. His eyes darkened with confusion and rage. "What are you?" Cora stood tall, her gaze unwavering. "I’m a wolf. And you don’t belong here." Without warning, the witch sprang forward, moving so fast it was almost impossible to track. Raven's instincts took over in an instant. She summoned her power, heat rushing to her palms as she flung a ball of fire straight at his back. Flames exploded on impact, sending him crashing to the ground with a sharp cry of pain.

Anya uttered and Zeena chuckled softly "Ah your moon goddess, of course. By the way, you guys wouldn't happen to know the name of the witch who is tapping into dark magic, would you?" "We actually do, her name is Ravina" Anya answered and we heard zeena's breath hitch Anya twisted around in her seat to look at her while I could only glance back occasionally "What?" Anya inquired "Did you say Ravina? Ravina is the witch who is using dark magic? Are you absolutely sure?" Anya nodded "Yes, we are. At least I hope the rogue had been telling the truth" Zeena shook her head "He probably was but I just can't believe that Ravina would do such a thing"

My father can never be killed by Logan, I trust him with all my life so you should stop acting cunny, wicked witch Sophia cursed getting Van even more angered. Van moved closer to her and pulled her hair to the back. “Am a witch right?” she sneered. She drew a pattern on the wall and a password appeared she input some pins and the wall split open she pushed Sophia in and Sophia fell on the floor and sprained her ankle as a result.

According to Rakani, the spell that Alisa, the witch who trapped Rakani, used was a spell that would bound it to whatever body or thing that it possessed. She already knew that witches were much weaker on the day of the bloodmoon festival and so was their spell so on the day Ryan was born, Rakani managed to break free from the spell and escape the tree of life and when he saw an innocent baby that he could possess, he immediately took the chance and Ryan became his vessel.

Something tells me there are worse things than demonic hybrid wolves, a dragur and an annis within those walls. Annis. The word makes my skin crawl; gooseflesh still rises on my neck when I think of her voice and that screech. Ronn said they were witches, dead elven witches, worse than the mages that still lurk inside those walls. The fact that we escaped relatively unscathed by her is the greatest miracle I've ever known, even though he says I am to thank. I'm sure my magic was just a slap in the face, nothing major to a creature like that.

The coffee vanished from her hands as she tossed it recklessly to a side. The cup shattered to pieces and the content stained the wallpaper of the hallway, yet she couldn't care. Marianna was hellishly enraged as she walked through the hallway, then again the sight of Raven made her lose control completely. The black witch of a maid who was about to retire to her room was stopped by the tightness on her wrist. Once she turned to glance at whosoever held her, fingers with dangerously elongated claws encircled her throat. Swiftly, Raven's back kissed the wall brutally and pain surged throughout her body.

With that he left, closing the door behind him. I yet again sighed, today was weird. Why would a witch want us to break apart and specifically kill me? Weird. My eyes took a quick overview of my new room. The room cream colored with the same colored curtains draped over window. A queen size bed placed in the middle, having white silk sheets. One one side, was a pretty white colored vanity and on the other were two fluffy couches, next to another two doors---one was wood whilst the other was glass which were probably the ensuite and the closet.

“Thank you.” He led the way and I followed behind him into the house. My mouth fell wide open when I got into the living room. It was big and was painted blue. Lots of wallpapers were pasted on the wall, some were those of the Late King Lukas. Some were of Alpha Everett, and some were of some great werewolves that I couldn’t recognize. I stared at the one of Alpha Everett and sighed. *How can he be so handsome and calm here but have a bloody personality in reality?*

I will continue my updates for those that keep encouraging me by voting. I apologize once again. ... The moment the witch died, the spell she placed around the room was thwarted instantly. Riven turned around sharply when he heard the scrunching sound of bone being ripped off. His eyes fell on the headless body of the witch, then on Layla whose face was splattered with blood. "What's going on?",he approached her quickly and sat beside her on the bed. His eyes scrutinized her, taking note of the calm expression on her face and the way she stared at the body of the dead witch.