Spell Pariah Novels & Stories

And in fact, she is also the one who is very affected by this mess as she still hasn't seen her son, Christian until now. "I just want to take back what I lent your sister!" Haria said in a hard voice as she was referring to Jacob. She thought of that kind of answer to annoy Girlie even more and she seemed to succeed because Girlie's eyes glared even more and even positioned herself into a fighting stance position. "Enough of the chatting, Haria! Let's end this now!" Girlie said loudly. "For my sister and the entire pack of the Night Warriors Pack, accept your end, Haria!"

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The project manager said in embarrassment. Leo pulled from Kylie's lips and cursed underneath his breath and that was when the spell casted over Kylie broke and she walked out of the office in embarrassment. As soon as she got into her car and her driver drove out of the building premises,she placed her fingers on her lips. Again?......

“What aren’t you telling me?” “What you’re feeling is the effects of something called a morphling. It’s a type of paranormal parasite that attaches itself to a living being and feeds off their essence. It feeds off them till there is nothing left. The morphling is an automatic death sentence. There is no way to save the host because the moment it latches, the person's essence is corrupted, evil, there’s nothing salvageable of the host.” Ezra explained with a shrug and a deep sigh as he ran his hand over his face and through his hair. I blinked in surprise and looked at him like he was certifiably crazy.

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

It was so fun seeing their reactions as he turned serious and not the fun guy in the beginning. But Parisa...was another different matter. He hadn't met anything so challenging and yet so intriguing other than the exiled angel in front of him. No one had touched him like this in the years spanning his existence. It would be a shame if she broke apart when they barely just began. And it would be such a lost if he played with her this early. He liked playing with new toys last. With a grin, he held out his hands on both sides and lifted the spell surrounding them, bringing them back to the reality-the nose of haggling prices, arguing voices and birds flying in the sky, leaving droplets on the

“I won’t leave you because I am your mate and the mother of your son. I will be staying here because I will still protect my son. Don't you think he will be broken once he knows that he is cursed and will never find his mate?” And that left me dumbfounded, and I immediately felt weak, like all the strength in my body left. What the? Did I hear that right? I won’t ever have a mate, and that I am cursed? Why? Is it because my dad cheated and that my mom took him back? I lose my balance, letting the door that I am holding open. My parents looked at me, shocked as evident on their faces. “Valen,” mom whispered, but I looked at them angrily. I looked at them like I despised them. How could this h

“It’s not just David anymore, the Spiral has multiplied.” Behind them, Seraphina’s voice wavered, her chant losing its steady rhythm. “The Spiral is a parasite,” she said urgently, eyes wide with fear. “David was the vessel. But now…it’s free, and it’s spreading. It wants to consume everything.” Sarah reached out, fingertips trembling as they brushed the altar’s surface. Suddenly, a piercing scream ripped through her mind a cacophony of voices, memories not her own flooding in like a torrent. Visions exploded behind her eyes:

My Luci wasn’t around a lot? “Lucifer was a troubled child, Parisa didn’t know what she did wrong. Until you came along, I think many gods were going to give up on him.” Mariah slipped the big t-shirt over my body. “He needs you, Uriel, you are the only one that has made him turn out for the better and this little deal here.” Mariah swirled her finger around my tummy. “Is nothing, nothing for a little warrior bunny like you.” She bopped my nose with her finger.

I became desperate. “You’re a Pari.” As he told me, my brows narrowed in confusion. “Pari means Angel? Am I an Angel?” As I enquire, he shook his head in response. “You are, without a doubt, my angel, but Pari does not mean angel here. Many years ago, when I was not even born, there was a group of a few women who used to fight for and support underprivileged people. They were kind and caring, almost like social workers. One day, God blessed them with superhuman abilities that were superior to those of vampires, witches, and humans. They became immortal, and people began referring to them as Paris.” It felt like I was listening to an interesting story, but it was a reality of my life.