Scheming Novels & Stories

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Lisa commented. “He is going to get investment?” I asked feeling happy however two of them have stupid looks hearing my question. “Why? Want to ruin it by passing the information to your friend?” Rohan asked with an angry tone and I didn’t respond to such words. “Must be amazing to have a friend who uses his Dad’s power to sabotage his rivals and harm the companies on the way while hurting the livelihoods of the people belonging in those companies. Is that how a businessman behaves? Where are his ethics? Just because he has the brand GH behind him, he doesn’t care about anyone else.” He added shaking his head.

I had to admit, my excitement wasn’t well hidden either. “We need to test this out more. You need to control it better.” “How do you propose we do this?” I ask, voice full of skepticism. “Wouldn’t you like to surprise Cecilia with something on Monday? What if you think of something to conjure and give to her?” “Wait.” I say. I have heard previously that with every action, there’s a re-action, meaning, “What if the things I conjure aren’t that real or they disappear?” Axel bends down and investigates the now smashed plate of eggs and bacon.

Sensing my gaze, she glanced at me. "Why are you here?" she asked. "I sometimes have bad thoughts," I replied, and she turned to face me, putting her feet up on the chair. "Me too. Well, kinda," she said, giggling. "Mommy says it's called cheeso-frenia." I laughed, shaking my head. "Schizophrenia," I corrected, and she grinned. "That's the one. People think it's scary, but I think it's cool," she smiled, playing with her fingers. It was hard to believe she was actually so young.

Chapter Two For the past couple of weeks, Khafil had noticed his Chief seemed distracted. Lately Sarim seemed as if he were elsewhere. One incident came to Khafil’s mind. During a crucial conversation in last week’s council meeting, Sarim had zoned out. The other tribal brothers were awaiting the Sarim’s response to a critical matter before the council. Khafil had to regain his Chief’s attention by sending him a mental summons. He had watched Sarim quietly drift in and out of conversations with members of the Soga Vampire Tribe. Khafil knew how to read his Chief’s every move and thought by scanning Sarim’s facial expressions.

I put my headphones on and listen to 'Unstoppable'. After sometime when I wake up, I feel refreshed and energetic. Liam must have left for preparation. I washed my face and got ready for the party. It's still early. I wear black two piece suit with a red shirt under them. I wear my expensive Rolex watch and custom-made shoes. Three omegas are assigned to help in getting ready. All of them are blushing profusely when I am putting my shirt on. Well I do that purposely. Omega are born to serve and please alphas. They are stealing glances at my toned abs and muscular body. Being a Playboy I maintain my seducing look always. Let's see how many butterfly flaunt themselves for me Anahita's pov

Elijah stopped, but the queen had already hurt her sister with her words. I made my way to the room. I meet waitresses who bow to me and I just give them a nod. I reached the room immediately and quickly entered and closed the door. I didn't see Estrebelle again, something that didn't surprise me anymore. Sushi was left there sleeping. Sushi is not the type to always play. He sleeps a lot, maybe because he's not really a real puppy. Necromancers have a body the size of a puppy but can transform into a humongous beast. A perfect definition of a catfish on the internet.

Nancy's face turned red, and she replied softly, "That was something the group leader taught me." "Tell me about the dream I had." "That was controlled with essential oils," she explained. "I used them to manipulate your subconscious so you'd answer whatever we asked." "So, that's how you managed to transfer the money from my bank account?" Nancy, fearing my anger, nodded cautiously. I could only laugh bitterly in frustration. Seeing my reaction, Nancy tearfully confessed that she hadn't wanted to join the scam operation targeting the elderly with fake supplements. However, she had been forced into it after taking out a high-interest loan she couldn't repay.

She took a moment to absorb my words before following me to the war room. It was hours of meticulous planning for the assault. Keenan outlined every possible ambush, attack, and counterattack we might face. He demonstrated cold, calculated precision, detailing every potential maneuver. I structured the offensive strategy based on my experience in battle, deciding to ask Yulli to cast a protective enchantment over the wolves to guard against the poison we feared so much. Kemilly, with impressive skill, described and sketched everything she had seen—from the number of enemies to the location of the captives.

The mere thought made Serena's toxic alpha blood boil across the street. She hurriedly urged her driver, "Daniel, you've got to find out what that broken omega is extracting from the shamans!" I step away from the service desk, the heavy envelope clutched tightly against my ribs as I stride out of the stone arches. I don't immediately crack the wax seal to read the bloodlines. The moment my hired carriage moves down the dirt trail, April, who was spying for Serena, quickly makes her way to the shaman's counter to bribe the attendants.