Snake Patronus Novels & Stories

"A celestial messenger, perhaps? Or a guardian of the moonlit secrets?" The pup, as if understanding her words, nuzzled against Georgia's hand with an affectionate whimper. Maximus, his stern expression softening, joined them, his fingers brushing the pup's fur. "An unexpected companion, but one that brings a certain charm to our moonlit gathering." As they observed the pup, a realization dawned upon them. Its fur, a blend of silver and obsidian, mirrored the colors of both their packs—Veron and Dracula. It was a living embodiment of the alliance forged under the moonlit sky.

He rubbed his hands together, the anticipation building. The spell to find Bex began after the candles were lit, and strange symbols were drawn in a circle around us; her note to Chelsea was placed carefully in the center. Ms. Cleo began chanting, and almost tangible darkness descended upon us. But then, suddenly, the spell was broken. I felt an energy shift and saw a glowing figure crash through the window. It was shaped like a crow but was much larger, and it started chasing Ms. Cleo around the room. Malcolm swooped down and swatted the massive bird to the ground, claws extending from his hands to hold the bird in place so we could get a better look at it.

The vampires are smart enough to make monsters do their job of sending havoc while they hide and get ready for a bigger blow. Leo tilted his head at the back of the car to see who asked him. It was the Alpha. “Based on the report, a newborn with a physical appearance of a spider alike is seen in this area. I don't have more information aside from that. We haven't gathered data about them.” “Spider-like…” Sebastian fondled his chin like he is an ancient thinker pondering on certain facts that ruffles his mind. Vamoire likes spiders. It must be that species she would likely to experiment.

“aunlish di amord a mesnish, aunlish di amord a mesnish, aunlish di amord a mesnish” my eyes roll to the back of my head as I chant. Holding the yellow python in my left hand, as I took a knife, I sliced it straight from its head to the tail, drawing blood. As it falls into the bowl beneath, I start to smile. Taking my fingers, I put them into the blood, circling around, again chanting the same words. The blood starts to boil, blue sparks igniting like flames. The spell is working. As the sparks ignite, a symbol appears in the shape of a circle. Taking my fingers out of the bowl, I rub them together, looking up. I feel the sparks as they travel inside my veins, turning them to a shade of bla

I started to shake my head no but then Lucinda spoke up. “She’s right, you know. You’ve every right to feel for your human father but if you let your rage overflow…” “The step-witch Lyssandra will feel it and then she’ll know you’ve awakened.” Silk finished the sentence. I grumble in my head and go to the fridge trying to think happy thoughts. I grab two extra large energy drinks, putting one in my purse, knowing I would need the energy. Low carb of course. Energy, yes. Calories, no, I decided to check the garage now. Quietly opening the door, pleasantly surprised by the silence. I go to Patronus and look inside. Yes, I named my beautiful silver Acura SUV Patronus. I’m a huge Potterhead. It’

Barely acknowledging that it was Pete who spoke to her, Olivia addresses me, "The one thing that ends a spell without fail is death. The potion that she absorbed was designed to subdue her wolf. It appears that captivity has killed her wolf, which explains why your powers surfaced with our arrival. If you are able to bring her wolf back the spell will be broken because she died." "But who's to say that bringing her wolf back doesn't reinstate the spell?" I ask nervously. "Spells are not living beings that pass on, therefore they cannot be reanimated," she stated with confidence. This is a whole lot of new information to take in. Ronan has been living with the guilt of what happened to Katari

The man finally snapped his eyes and came back to reality, “We need to kill it before it entered its enraged form!” “Enraged form?” Mona frowned, questioning what the hell that would mean. “When the serpent is angered, its eyes would turn purple. When that happen…” “What will happen?!” Demanded Mona who had pulled him by his collar again. Eston said in a momentarily awe, “It will turn anything that looked into its eye into stone!” “Damn it,” Mona then turned to Starvos, “Hey wolf!”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

As the warlock lay on his bed, Satoshi the Baku stood at his head. Some people outside of Ravenclaw would feel uneasy around the Baku. With an elephant's head, large tusks, and horns, as well as his vicious tiger claws Satoshi was not a sight for the faint-hearted. Baku were the eaters of bad dreams, they had the ability to walk through one's mind, hunting for your nightmares and devouring them, leaving a person free to enjoy a peaceful dream. Sadly Satoshi was the last of his kind. After hunters wiped out whole villages of the gentle creatures in their ignorance, he had made his way to the Ravenclaw Academy and was now a permanent resident in the hallowed halls.

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an