Sixteen Candles Gifs Novels & Stories

She swatted his hands away with a laugh when he groaned into her neck. Adira clicked her fingers, lighting the wicks of the 22 candles decorating the cakes and scooped the 2 cakes up with her magic, letting them hover in front of her as she made her way into the living room. She shook her head, feeling her mate's eyes glued to her ass as he followed. She couldn't help but add a bit of a sway to her walk.

Lilac scented candles. The whole room was engulfed in this soft aroma, blanketing it with safety and reassurance. The candles served two purposes: number one, to make the atmosphere inviting, romantic, sensual, dark but still with a little light, and number two, to remind me at all times that I was safe. The calmness that rushed over me from the lit candles soon dissipated when I saw what Felix actually wanted me to see. There, resting on the bed neatly, equally spread apart, were four of Felix's ties he wore for work.

Hope lift her brows. "Yeah,I'll start the training soon,let me show you something"Castus bring out a pure blue candle. "This will guide you through the dark,only you can set it alight"He bring out another blue but small candle out,unlike the first one this one has ice crystal mark all over the sides. "Like the first only you can light it but that's only when you're in danger,when you need help,and one thing is this won't light up with matches,it's with your power"

He managed to line up his seven rainbow candles on the ground, around the generals, fighters, and knights from West Medicine Land. “Hah??? What candles are these?” The generals, soldiers, as well as fighters were terribly horrified standing at the brink of their quietuses. “They’ll burn you to ashes... I’m sorry... Really and really sorry...” smirked Virando intensely cynically.

I don’t know what that says about me, and right now, I don’t care. “Yes, but it’s a bit more complex. I’ll have to draw symbols on the floor around where you two lay. I’ll need thirteen candles. Six black, six white, and one red. Get your shadows to work, boy, because I’m not cleaning the shit up on the floor, nor am I fetching those candles.” Mags demands lighting up a new cigarette.

I flinched as I saw the insanely large flames of the two black candles, burning the whole wax within seconds. "Relax," Nova said calmly. "The black candles are supposed to burn the demonic energy, while the white candles should bring her peace." I smiled nervously and nodded. Perhaps the blowing-up candles shouldn't freak me out, but this day had been more than enough horrifying to make me jumpy. I took a deep breath and watched the white candles light brighter and brighter until they illuminated Marlene's body. Then the light became so strong that it began to hurt my eyes. I closed them for a second, and when I opened them again, the lights were gone, and so was Marlene's body.

The fragrance filled the room, creating an atmosphere of calm and serenity. Next, I lit the candles. I had chosen a variety of sizes and shapes, all in soft, muted colors that complemented the lavender of my nightgown. Their flickering flames cast a gentle, golden glow throughout the bathroom, their light dancing on the walls and ceiling. The candles added a touch of magic to the room, transforming it into a sanctuary where I could escape from the world and its troubles.

The black frosting was piped over the top in intricate swirling designs. White flowers, which looked a lot like snowflakes, were placed methodically in groups of three and five. On the top layer stood a girl in a red dress holding a cake with sixteen glowing LED candles. She looked a lot like me. Even her fondant-ruffled dress looked the same as mine. Around the edge, standing like guards protecting the girl, were sixteen real candles. When dinner ended, the tables and chairs were cleared and disassembled in record time. Some were pushed to the side so people could sit and visit.

Even though her blood had slowly seeped out from her back, creating a trail as it fell down from her back, touching the table, and continue to slide down to the circle that was drawn by a chalk. Belle only realized that she was sitting on the large drawing of circles and stars when she heard the faint crackling of fire. The candles around the drawn circles were out of light previously but as if magic had been used, the candles lighted itself and burn brighter than ever. A gasp slipped from her heart as she was startled by what occurred around her. One candle lighted itself until the thirteen candle connected itself to the first burning candle. Her blood had caused the chalk to turn itself in

I stepped out carefully, and then walked slowly over to the Candle Dragon. It was fairly small, and a glowing, crystal-like white in colour. It was inlaid with delicate carvings, all of which looked like tribal patterns and intricate artwork. It depicted the elements: flame, wind, sea, and mountains. In its centre was a thick pillar candle. I wanted to wonder why, exactly, it was called the Candle Dragon, but I let the thought dissipate. I needed to keep my mind clear.