Redamancy Sentence Novels & Stories

"Let's go please." "No." He said it so firmly, leaving no room for argument. "We have been running in circles, and it must end now." "You are mine." Amanda said, nodding to herself with a kind of confidence that scared me. "I, Damien DeMarco, Gamma of the Crescent wolves pack..." I whipped my head towards him in disbelief. "Damien, what the hell are you doing?" I panicked. "Stop it. Stop it right now." But he didn't listen. "Reject you, Alpha Amanda Martella, of the Moon cliff pack."

“Of course you’d say that. You always had a soft spot for lost causes.” Samael’s eyes were glowing now, his voice laced with divine wrath. “This argument is a waste. We must decide what to do now.” Amaria looked to the sky, feeling the tremor of a distant realm—one touched by fire and screaming shadows. “We are already too late.” The hall dimmed for a moment. A ripple passed through the bulbs, and then— A shatter. A single bulb cracked down the middle, hairline and silent, but deep enough to send a bolt of fear through every Elder present.

Scarlet beams of light shot straight toward Adrian, aiming to kill him. Seeing this, the old hermit was shocked and urgently shouted, "Young man, dodge! Blood Banes not only have immense destructive power but also can disturb one’s mind. Their cumulative effect is terrifying. If they hit you, your consciousness might collapse!"

I turned my eyes away from the road and glared at her. "Why are you looking at me like that, Alpha? She got what she deserved for disrespecting me. Did you know that she mocked that I was adopted?!" She looked at me with a pitiful stare. "Did she hurt you?" I asked, even though it didn't seem as if she was hurt at all. "She almost killed me!" Damara exclaimed. "She used… some kind of magic on me, and she made me choke!" "Interesting..." I smirked. "Did she touch you to make you suffocate?" I inquired, more curious to find out about Red's abilities than Damara's so-called suffering.

This mansion paints a crimson red orange shade, at this point of this time, it's all this seems like an omen to me. I was lost in my thoughts for a few minutes, untill my door was knocked loudly by a person. 𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙓𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙋𝙊𝙑 : I've seen her being fearing by this situation, even though she is saying that she is fine but the eyes of her can't lie at all. She get up and walked to her room. I never felt the urge to protect anyone, but when it comes to her, I'm doing things that I can't do for every one. I feel peace with her. I know that my arrogant heart doesn't admit at all, but deep inside this is the ultimate truth.

“You have a thriving business and a sexy little thing in the next room. I’d say you are at the top of your game.” “Leave Lilly out of this, she doesn’t know anything and I’m trying to keep it that way” I growled out. “All I’m going to tell you, McAlister, is that you better be in Brazil in one weeks time or you will have to pay dearly,” Armond stated in a threatening tone. “I would hate to see something happen to your little pet in the next room.” I could feel the rage tearing through my body, I had to get control of myself or I would do something I would regret. I had only known Lilly for two weeks but it felt like she already owned a piece of me.

Letting out a sigh, I recall the flames to me, shoving them back within my body as Remiel continues to pummel my head into the floor. I close my eyes slowly, recalling the spell I absorbed in the library before chasing after Remiel. Magic swirls around us, pulling at what little strength I have left within me. I reach up my right hand, placing it on Remiel’s burnt chest as a whisper leaves my lips. “Mentem, corpus, et animam.”

Damon demanded, his voice dangerously low and thick, "then why the hell have we spent the entire day locked in here discussing all of this? Why didn't we take this meeting to the Great Room, or the dining hall while it was empty?" Elder Veda leaned heavily on her cane, her expression grave but entirely unapologetic. "Because dark magic is a rot, Damon, and it clings to intent," she explained, her raspy voice echoing slightly against the mahogany walls. "Right now, that residual energy is isolated. It is quarantined to the exact spot where Vane fell and where the binding spell was cast. But if we had taken our anger, our thoughts of Vane, and our plans for war out into the open spaces of your

Red is more special that I thought her to be. Could she be the trybrid child? “Relax, try your best to calm down. You have to suppress whatever emotions that you are feeling right now and empty your mind.” I said in a soothing voice to Red. One false mistake from this ignorant little witch and she could end up teleporting us to the other side of this earth. “I can’t!” Red said opening her eyes after the few seconds she had them closed. “What do you mean ‘you can’t’?” “It’s impossible to do all that with all that is going on with me, Gar, my mom….MY MOM!”

he said, his words sending a shiver down my spine. Somehow, after all that we had gone through to rid ourselves of her, Amy was still affecting our lives in a negative way. Armand clenched his fists, his anger palpable. "How do we remove it? What's the danger?" Dr. Matthias sighed, his eyes filled with understanding. "Removing it won't be easy. It's like a stubborn stain on your soul. As for the danger, it's hard to say. Dark magic can have unpredictable effects, especially on the unborn."