Spell Petunia Novels & Stories

No, not a dog, a. "Puka," I whispered in horror as my hand went for my sword. "It's a puka." "Easy now, Seren." Tiernan was immediately beside me; his hand on my arm. "This is a twilight puka. See; she doesn't have the fire eyes of an unseelie puka. Your magic claimed her when you laid your hand on her. She will never hurt you. Look at her; she loves you already. Pukas, once claimed, are loyal to the death."

0f course, he did. I give Julien a weakened smile and we exchange a few sentences of small talk before I thank him for driving ways here. Waving goodbye from the window as he slips into his car again, I pretend not to rush to the unknown contents that hide inside the white-encased box. There are cursive letters in black, engraved into the cardboard material, reading Matériau Féminin. Gnawing on the skin of my lip, all I do is shake mny head at a parallel memory that comes into mind when we spent time together in this very store, replacing the various lingerie of mine that he has ripped.

It should have affected their relationship. I wipe Penny’s face as she finishes her breakfast. The little spitfire skipped with joy towards her room. Probably to play with her toys. Today is her off from preschool. She is only four and in some years she will bloom. We have human scent until we bloom so there was no way anyone could catch her. Yeah, her scent was compelling and forceful like her father so I had to have it altered by Jenny, sister of Christa.

These are my Mom's memories, memories that always remind me of my true origins. "Mom, I had no idea Brother still had these memories." I smile a little as I remember what Jack said about Alcander, and the eternal petunia in his secret room. Unlike my eternal rose which is made of pure gold, Him's eternal petunia is made of red jade which makes the petunia he has a blood red color. Yeah, it fits Alcander's personality very well.