Stella Magic Winx Novels & Stories

‘Are we headed to Callista’s plaza? Stella locked the door behind us. She pulled out her wand and uttered a spell then tucking it in her boot. ‘No, I found someone better than those ghosts.’ They didn’t use cars in the mage dimension. I half expected to see someone zip through the air on a broomstick. I was not sharing that thought with Stella.

The flickering candlelight caught the silver embroidery of her gown, making her appear almost ghostlike among the towering shelves. Behind her stood the three High Elders. Their faces were grim as they watched us. “What a touching performance, my King.” Stella’s voice purred with quiet amusement. She walked toward us at a slow pace, her soft slippers which she had worn after getting rid of her heels, making almost no sound against the polished marble floor. “I almost believed it myself.” Her smile widened. “But I’m afraid your little love story ends tonight.” Magnus immediately stepped in front of me. His broad frame completely blocked her path.

"Start making bets. Who do you think will win? My mate or Peter? If you think it's Luna Charlotte come and stand by my side if you think it will be Peter go stand on the opposite side." I saw all the men going to the opposite side and the girls all walking to my side. Stella came straight to my side. She looked up at me and smirked, "Girl power, I guess," she whispered in my ear. Was she trying to get herself killed? She knows what happened a few weeks ago but she is still talking to me. "I want to talk to you." "Stella I suggest you get away from me before you get killed." She just smiled without doing or saying anything."Hey Damon!," I hear Charlotte calling me. "If I win what do I get?"

“And allow me to focus on mine.” “As she says,” Stella replied primly. “We want to distract the Van Helsings, Morgana. A little weather magic seems appropriate, don’t you think? It began with a storm, after all?” The roar of the Unimogs started again and the Ute on which Aislen stood started, the tray vibrating beneath her feet. Aislen sat down in a hurry, not wanting to be caught standing when it started moving forwards. “Form a circle,” Stella’s voice was only just audible above the engines.

"Oh my...they are putting on the same dress." "It's the same design." "Alexa clearly said the design was not out yet." "Whew. Does that now mean one of them is the theif?" "Oh my Gosh," Alexandra started as she stared at Stella, "You are putting on the same design as I am, the same colour too." "Where did you get that design from?" Stella screamed and Alexa pursed her lips. "My company created it, it's our special. Velvet Vixen." She smiled and Stella bit her lips tightly as she stared at Alexa, hate dripping from her gaze. She should have listened to her father and not come for this damned meeting.

"You burned soup that one time, remember?" "I burned water once," I confessed, shaking my head. She stopped dancing completely, her eyes wide with disbelief and delight. "You what?" "I don't wish to discuss it," I said quickly, but I was smiling. She laughed harder then, tipping her head back, her eyes shining in the lantern light. Moon Goddess, she was beautiful. Especially like this, when she forgot to guard her heart and simply let herself feel. Across the square, Auren sat proudly on Alaric's shoulders, his small hands gripping his grandfather's hair.

"The little girl who has no magic power at all, how much power can she have? The first thing you need to do is to use a method like burning your life to hurt your enemy and think that you can kill me? Ulric, Ulric, I didn't expect it, but I ended up dying in the hands of me that you never even looked at. I clearly heard the bones of the body creaking sound, gradually, but gradually transformed into a huge werewolf, in the big black wolf did not dare to look at it jumped to its front, fiercely smashed two fists after one up and down picking its mouth hard, no matter how it struggles can not get rid of me. I heard a crunching sound, the wolf's head was broken into two halves, and the black wol

He finished so I just nodded and kept quiet. I wondered to myself if I was feeling weird but nothing. Maybe I knew in myself that someone had preceded me but the ending was that Jaxon still fell on me. Is Jaxon really going to fall for you, Stella? What if the ex comes back? You think Jaxon feels nothing even though they have a past. "Why are you quiet? Did I say something wrong?" There was a hint of worry in his voice so I tried to smile and shake. "No. I just want to know what her name is? Is she beautiful? Ahm… kind? Is she sexy too?" I asked one question after another and I averted my eyes and secretly bit my lip.

If I could, I would hurt him for this, but of course he has his command which stops me from doing anything. Zante beckons me to the sofa, and I shift back and move slowly towards him. He hands me a blanket from my den to cover myself. I sigh, he wouldn’t have asked me to cover up before he met her, he can barely look at me. “As I said on the phone, Maggie is our destined mate” Zante starts, and a growl leaves my lips causing him to glare at me. “There is nothing we can do about this Stacey; this is from the Moon Goddess” My claws extend and rip of the cushions I was holding to my chest as comfort. Fuck the Moon Goddess.

She groans in my ear, making me almost giggle. Victor looks up, a faint smile flashing in his beautiful eyes. "You're here." His words are general, but because of his deep, seductive voice, I feel unusually pleasant. "Yes," I breathe out. "Hi! I'm Stella, Trix's best friend! You must be Victor!" Stella chimes in. "Now I know why she praises you so much! You're worth it!" "....." I gasp and glare at her. She does not bother and continues, "Just find me if you ever want to know her secrets; I know all of them!"