Spell Pariah Novels & Stories

Eira’s expression changed, and Kayson could feel that she suddenly became nervous. “Cloudia Paragon? What is that?” Eira’s face was gloomy as she said, “It's an ancient place in Skyriv. Legend has it that it once produced even more powerful fighters than grandmasters. “Ms. Locke once told me that no one should ever mess with Cloudia Paragon. After all, nobody knows how powerful Cloudia Paragon is.” Chadwick chimed in and said sternly, “A powerful guardian from Cloudia Paragon protects Mr. Frith. On top of that, he has two master-level fighters…

She tilted her head, a faint purr slipping from her throat, so much like Aziz that my chest tightened. “You’ve earned something from me today,” she continued. “I hate owing favors. Still…” She yawned lazily, her tail flicking behind her. “Just once, you may call on me if you ever find yourself in trouble.” She straightened, eyes locking onto mine. “My true name is Pareia.” I blinked, stunned. A favor? From a demon? My grip tightened on my Hellblades. “No strings attached?” I asked carefully. Pareia laughed, the sound sharp and feral. “No strings attached,” she replied, amusement flickering across her face in a way that reminded me painfully of Aziz. The kind of playful tone that always came

He did the sign of the cross and whispered something in the air. What is going on? I shouldn't have chased the piglet. If I only knew this was going to happen to me I would never go out of the house. Maharlika Spelling TwistBee. It sounds new to me. I want to join, but what's the problem? Why does Padre Oriel don't want me to join? I love to spell words and give them meaning. I hope I can give everything its meaning.

The world went on around me, Theridialis chattering with great excitement. "Incredible. Absolutely incredible. Have you ever felt anything like it, Haralthazar?" Dad must have answered to the negative because Theridialis went on. "Nor I, my friend. A living entity whose sole purpose is to feed from the life force of another. Like a parasite, only spirit based." Someone groaned. It was enough for me to risk looking up. I'm glad I did, because it proved to me I wasn't going to fall apart after all. And better, I was there to see Sebastian sit up, shake his head, raise his gaze and meet mine.

A snicker came from beside Alesteria which made her turn her head in its direction, seeing the familiar pink glow beside her sitting at the edge of the table while facing her. "You don't look fine to me." Parie teasingly commented. The people in the room can't see nor hear Parie because of their lack of mana, which is required to view a spiritual being such as Parie. So, Parie can stay at her side in peace. So long as she doesn't appear in the presence of Alesteria's brothers or the emperor. Alesteria rolled her eyes at Parie's comment and looked at her threateningly. 'This little blabbermouth.'

"I want to see the King's mate, at once!" With that, a meeting was set up between the King's mate and her. Getting to the meeting spot, Witch Pariah waited patiently for her to show up. She hopes to be able to convince the mate to help the king. There was no way a mate would watch her king go unconscious and never do anything to help. Mistakes are meant to be made, and forgiveness is bound to be given. The moment the King's mate approached, Pariah began to feel her wolf uneasy; she felt a strong and powerful wolf coming her way, and Pariah became desperate to know who owned such a powerful wolf.

My wife, Anne Brighton, gives me a gray parrot. Every single day, it looks me in the eye and screeches, "Go to hell!" I send it to a parrot rehabilitation center, where they place it in a mirrored cage and play "I'm a good bird" on loop, three thousand times a day. Here's the thing—I've been reborn. In my past life, that parrot came into our home knowing only two phrases—"So ugly" and "Go to hell". At first, I believed it was merely mimicking what it had heard. But then my body began to fail. Sleep was the first to go. Every night, the same nightmare returned, and the same voice echoed through it, repeating those words over and over. "Go to hell." My appetite disappeared, and I wast

Eira’s expression changed, and Kayson could feel that she suddenly became nervous. “Cloudia Paragon? What is that?” Eira’s face was gloomy as she said, “It's an ancient place in Skyriv. Legend has it that it once produced even more powerful fighters than grandmasters. “Ms. Locke once told me that no one should ever mess with Cloudia Paragon. After all, nobody knows how powerful Cloudia Paragon is.” Chadwick chimed in and said sternly, “A powerful guardian from Cloudia Paragon protects Mr. Frith. On top of that, he has two master-level fighters…

“Well Fuck!” Valaria was not one to swear, but this situation she had gotten herself into? This called for an F-Bomb or two. Valaria was sent here by the council, to gather Intel on the new family in town, this wouldn't usually sound that interesting but Valaria, The Council, The King and The Company were all a very particular kind of person, They were shifters, Panther Shifters. This new family she was sent to investigate? Well they were Wolves and one of them had just stopped inches away from the shrub she was hiding in on their land so you see a Fuck! Is most definitely needed.

Elex inquired, raising one of his brows. "She wasn't the only one who wanted to murder me. Back at Symar, there was another man who said something about being sent by someone to boost the Horc's power." Amaria elaborated. "Do you remember anything about this man?" Teresa inquired, and Amaria shrugged. "For example, what kind of magic did he use?" Teresa inquired again. Amaria replied, "He used illusion magic, Daemon magic enhancement spell, and paralysis spell." "Illusion magic and Daemon magic enhancement spell are both dark arts, and the paralysis spell could just be a bonus spell he picked up," Teresa explained.