Stag Patronus Novels & Stories

Madam Pince said while she walked to Susan. Susan gave her a nod and walked to where the librarian's desk was situated with the others following behind her. Arriving at it, she went to where a lonely and old empty lectern was situated by the desk's side. Susan went behind it and caressed the engraving in the wood that depicted the Hogwarts' shield with a book holding the big 'H' and the motto that read 'Scientia non solum in libris est'. "Madam Pince, have you ever wondered why this lectern is located here, by the librarian's desk side?"

The warm ocean breeze is gentle, and the platform we set up to seat our desks and the altar keeps the sand off our shoes. The wooden chairs are spaced out around the platform, with large flower vases on each end. The canopy above the platform keeps the sun from beaming down on the guests’ heads, and the center of the platform is open for the bride and her wedding party. Azazel and Samael walk up and congratulate us. Fallon smiles and adjusts his bow tie, “Are you ready to be tied down for the rest of your immortal life, father?” he jests. I arch a brow and smile, “Do not be jealous, Fallon. You’ll always be the first creature in my life that I eternally tied myself to.”

who terrorised the entire school but was killed eventually because of dictatorship. And not just that, her spirit happened to have taken possession of my body. It was unbelievable at first, but as I recall, I sensed some unusual strength and aura around me... Witch Alana advised the head of both the academy to seek solace with Luna Margaret, and only then would I be free from her possession...

Allen muttered as he rose. “Guess he isn’t only just a great gossip,” Patty stated with a grin. She slid off the stone last, giving the graves one final affectionate pat. “Bye mom. Bye dad. Love you guys always,” she said, kissing her fingers and placing on each of the gravestones. As the trio walked towards where Patty’s car was parked, Joe said, “So… what do we call this new power boost? Mona Magic?” Patty shoved him lightly. “Shut up.”

A luxurious jazz bar in Longmen. "Lao Lin, I have already sent the message to my lovely girls." A penguin that is much larger than a normal penguin is lazily leaning on the sofa in the main seat. This person (Penguin) is the boss of Penguin Logistics, the Emperor. And the other two people in the box.

I explained. “You have us however you need us. We will do everything we can to help you fight,” Mateo said. That was good to hear because the next will be the biggest thing for them to wrap their heads around. They were doing really well so far. Hopefully, that would continue. “And that is why we knew we could count on you. The next thing we will explain is the biggest. It must stay between us for now until the council is taken care of properly. The prophecy mentions us as the Enchanted Dezentrae. Kenzie’s and my marks are not the typical ones,” I explained before we both exposed our marks for them to see.

The next second however, the wolves were flying through the air with painful shrilling screams. "What the-- ?" Perces stopped and looked around. Nothing. Nothing except the fact that all his wolves were now howling in pain on the ground. "What did you do?!" Perses yelled. "Well, honestly? Nothing. You are not blind, are you?" Erebus finally stood up, stretching. "Erebus! I will--" Perses sentence was yet again cut off, and this time he finally saw what was happening-- Dim Patronus! It was Erebus's legendary Dim Patronus! Several huge dark wolves loomed out of the darkness, surrounding Erebus.

--- Elena looked back at the photograph. Something felt wrong. Very wrong. Her fingers traced the empty space where the missing figure had once stood. Then... She noticed it. "Wait." She picked up a magnifying glass. "The Patron." "What about him?" Adrian asked. "He's looking somewhere." Everyone leaned closer. Even though the sixth person had been cut away... The Patron's eyes remained turned toward the empty space. Not toward Richard. Not toward Damian. Toward the missing founder. Almost... With respect. Elena slowly whispered,

The one who should have been blessed was the future Luna. The fireworks in the video reached their zenith, so bright they almost poured out of the screen. I didn't close it. Instead, I walked slowly toward the observatory at the edge of the festival square. Several ancient stone pillars stood there. They were "Pillars of Prayer" left by past Lunas, used to reach the Moon Goddess during droughts to petition for rain. I pressed my palm on the cold surface of one pillar, then closed my eyes and channeled my wolf soul's power into it.

Project Phantom. Dr. Evelyn Hart. Thirty years of secrets. None of it made sense. Luna hated things that didn’t make sense. She turned another page. Then she froze, because this page contained photographs. Dozens of them, Children, Research facilities, Laboratories, and datasheets. Most were heavily redacted, except one. One image remained completely visible. A little girl, perhaps six years old, standing inside a testing room with Dark hair, Gray eyes, and Expressionless. Luna’s breathing stopped. Because she recognized the child. It was her. The photograph slipped from her fingers.