Spell Priscilla 소설 & 이야기

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.

I felt like downing a whole drum of water right now but my mother settled for a glass of water instead. “My dear, have some water.” My mom told me as she poured water for me while my sisters sat on either side of my bed. “I was so scared Priscilla, I thought we were going to lose you.” Daphne said as a tear slipped down her face. “If you thought you were going to get rid of me easily, you better be joking.” I joked. “Because I’m still yet to model for your clothing brand and even if I die I’m going to haunt all your brand ambassadors and models.”

She is his anchor for his powers, it quite brilliant if you think about it, nobody can kill her so that means he has power and don't have to worry about the safety the source", "It has to be that stupid bond", exclaimed James. "Yes, but I have seen something in the books recently about something this, I just have to recheck and make sure Alaric and I have everything need for the spell", Said April as she started pulling a book out of her bag and started to take notes. "What about the party later? Are we going or are we working on this?" asked James "Lets work on this, my informant said that Damien is moving soon", Replied Silas,

Priscilla was in a lacy alter neck purple dress that revealed her thighs, gracefully descending the staircase with a radiant smile. Behind her were two men dressed in a suit. One has an ugly scar on his face while the other had mismatched eyes. They looked like dangerous men from the way they moved. "Welcome," Priscilla said with a happy smile. "Meet my associates, Suicide and Chrome." The one with the scar was Suicide while the other one with the mismatched eyes was Chrome. "They will keep you company while I go meet the enemy," Priscilla said as walked past him heading toward her car.

Ciro stood up and approached her in a threatning manner, going down to her level and staring her in the eye "You are a devil Priscilla and i swear to God you won't get away with this" Priscilla elated into a maniac laughter "And what can you do? Report me to Xavier? Call for a meeting? Or report to the police? You and I know that Carl being leader and me being the godmother of the elites, we are untouchable. There is nothing you can do so I will advise you to stick with Sofia. You never can say, you might just fall in love with her" Priscilla smirked afterwards seeing the frustration in his eye

She picked up her phone and dialed a certain contact. "Yes I wish to speak with the psychiatrist in charge of the Ambrose Asylum please" "You are speaking with her," the voice replied from its end. "Oh great! My name is Priscilla , I presume you know me?" She asked. "Yes ma, of course we know you" The woman replied politely. "Excellent. Consider this as an order; I wish to have Sofia Miles cleared off any mental ailment she has been diagnosed with" Priscilla declared. "But ma'am, that would be against our ethics," the voice reminded her.

Now she had no choice but to break it with great guilt. “If you see that man again, do you know what you’ve got to do?” “No, should I fight back?” “Yes, you’ve to and then you can see it,” she said. “Why is he stopping me from seeing the things I want to see?” “It could be Alder’s doing or something else. You don’t have to think about it. Just concentrate on what you want,” she said. “Close your eyes,” Priscilla said and started chanting the spells. Sirena followed the rules and tried to concentrate on this.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.