Spell Entity Novels & Stories

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nearby my baby girl. He had already introduced her as Tinkerbell to his new friends, and soon, all the children were lovingly calling her by that name. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Some were trying out the outdoors play equipment, and some were running around and playing with the fur babies. My baby girl was trying to get out of Sarah’s hold and was leaning towards them as though she wanted to go join in their fun. I managed to get Gabriel’s attention and motioned for him to look over to where Sarah and my baby girl were. One of the fur babies decided he had enough and needed a break and strolled over and made himself comfortable on the blanket really close up to my baby girl. She was

Lucas teased, grinning at Raphael. "This is Scuttlebutt, my loyal familiar," I said, beaming with pride as I scratched behind Scuttle's ears. "And that's Jinks, Lucas's faithful familiar." Raphael's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Familiars, you say? I'm not familiar with the concept." I chuckled at the pun, launching into an explanation. "Familiars are supernatural beings with the ability to shapeshift. They're powerful, and magical, and serve as our protectors and guides. They amplify our abilities and assist us in mastering our craft." Raphael's eyes widened, intrigued. "Fascinating! I think I might need a familiar of my own. Where do I sign up?"

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

Soheila whispered to the golden lion. The golden lion was delighted and looked at Soheila. “Thank you!” The golden lion suddenly talked! Soheila was speechless because she never expected that this golden lion was able to talk. A spirit beast that can talk had achieved a high-rank level such as Moon-Two Star and above. Little Black and Sylvie were too mysterious and Soheila can't see their rank level. “You're welcome! I'm Soheila, by the way.” Soheila said and smiled at the golden lion.

As we pass the magical creatures, Jess looks at the Salynx in confusion. “A Salynx is a mix between a Sable and a Lynx; sometimes it’s more Lynx than Sable but it’s mostly Sable Lynx.”, I explained to her. Continuing walking until we could see Mr. Sapping; Mr. Sapping is a half-breed, dark elves; this can get mixed up with Svartálfar, which is black elves. Many people are wary of dark elves, but since he’s the only one who sells potions, the town isn’t too wary of him.

It whispered and disappeared in a puff of black smoke…. In fact, after hearing those words, I already had an idea about the creature, and judging from the memories that were forced out of my mind. Liliana is a Spirit, an embodiment of people's desire, similarly this mysterious entity… is like that but I can sense some hidden malice within it. 'What if it's an embodiment of the…. No, I'm probably just overthinking.'

“If you must know in case you ever try, your poison in fact no poison works on us. But it won’t matter to you if you’re not alive” “But you just said you need me” he stated. “Yes I need you. And after you serve your purpose I can kill you. Just like the way you killed me. A situation where I gain and you gain. Sounds fair right?” “It really doesn’t” he said. “How is it possible that poison doesn’t work on you?” “Antibodies” Sachi said. “Now tell him what you have to so we can leave”. “Thanks to you, I’ve hit rock bottom and to get back to the top I need your unique ability”.

it intoned, its voice echoing like a distant whisper. Ezra, holding the Celestial Harp protectively, replied, "We are the guardians of this realm, ensuring its harmony and balance. And you are?" The shadowy entity, its form undulating, answered, "I am an Echolite, a being of resonances and reflections. Our realities have brushed against each other, but never intertwined, until now." Elysia, her voice cautious, asked, "What do you seek, Echolite?" The Echolite, its essence flickering with colors unseen, responded, "Curiosity drives us, as it does you. With the realms merging, our stories intertwine. We wish to understand, to coexist."

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.