Stella Magic Winx Novels & Stories

With Efrain supporting her, she knew that anything was possible, and she was ready to tackle whatever adventures lay ahead with open arms. After retrieving her fruit, Marissa made her way up to her room and settled in front of her laptop, connecting to Skype. Moments later, Stella's face appeared on the screen, with a colorful face mask featuring playful patterns of unicorns and rainbows. Only her eyes, nose and mouth were visible through the mask's cheerful design. "Hey, B, what's up?" Stella asked. "I couldn't wait to tell you about something that happened..." Marissa began, but Stella cut her off with a mischievous grin.

She said and entered the taxi that was waiting. “ We're alone now. Let's go have some fun. " Bellamy cooed. “ Is there anything fun in this world other than partying and games?" Sebastian scoffed. “ There's magic. " She said as they all went into the house. “ No. No. No. " Archer said and she pouted. “ Come on, I promise it will be perfectly safe. " She said. “ I've learnt how to cloak our magic so it wouldn't been sensed easily. " She pouted.

Rachel asked and I had to laugh at her expression. "My magical globe. I control the water. ..and also practice witchcraft. It was a talent from my Nana. That was how I got here. I can open portals that can lead u anywhere" She announced "Aren't you just lucky?" Rachel mumbled again. "So now you are here, you found Rosella, what next?" That was the exact thing on my mind. "Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

He slashed at it with his blade, cutting deep — but every cut simply made it split, two tendrils growing from the wound. A second wrapped his other leg, then his waist. The pull wasn’t violent — it was constant, irresistible, like a slow tide pulling a body out to sea. Harlow lunged in, trying to sever the binds, but another shadow arm blocked her, striking with enough force to send her skidding back across the stone, sparks trailing from her blade. Killian stepped forward, reaching with his own magic. He could feel the difference instantly — the tendrils from the fissure were his, but not under his command.

The Moon Witch's power alone, plus the protective spells woven around her kept Shirley from even catching a glimpse of her. She walked towards Caleb and dropped his bottle of water, then gulped hers. "Can you remember her face, the moon witch?" She asked. "No," Caleb gritted out, "Tsk, nothing? Nothing at all?" "Can we focus on stopping my torment and not the fucking moon witch?" Caleb shot out. Shirley huffed, then walked back to her altar, to try out some more spells. Vanessa appeared 30 minutes later, with a couple of potions in her arm.

We have to run while there is still time" Luna was wailing and begging but Mara was ready to sacrifice herself. They are being chased by an unusual person. And Mara was aware of it. No matter what they do running it will find and find them. Because the blood flowing through their bodies is phoenix blood. Luna's hand trembled signaling that a reincarnated monster was just around the corner. Luna has the ability to feel danger from monsters, demons, or those reincarnated as humans, but she was just not aware of it because she chose not to believe her sister. "Hide!" Mara shouted then pushed her sister away. Luna had no choice but to hide among the nearby tall trees. She covered her mouth tight

Making her plain looking. Stella only being a quarter of an evil witches’ bloodline, she barely have any magic. She only have enough to make things move here and there. Many call it telekinesis. But for full control of magic she doesn’t have any of that. She’s not even sure if she will be like grandmother or mother to use men's energy to harvest magic. She's just regular. A regular human being. Or she so believes. After a few minutes of silences Stella looking at herself thought. “Ha! How could us, witches exist in today's world?" thought Stella.

I watched as some of the witches aimed their magic straight at Maya. “Kill her!” one of them screamed. Maya tried to run, fear all over her face. Just then, Stella stepped in front of her. “Get away from her!” Stella shouted. Power exploded from Stella’s hands—bright and wild. Nobody had ever seen her use magic like that before. The ground shook. The witches were pushed back. Everyone stared in shock. “What is she?” someone whispered. I clenched my fists. This was not part of my plan. Everything was turning into chaos… right on the day I was supposed to become Luna.

The creature hit a pillar and staggered, bones snapping. Mark jumped onto another attacker, his wolf form powerful and vicious. He tore into the beast’s throat, protecting the palace archway with everything he had. A witch raised her hand, chanting rapidly—summoning a fireball crackling with cursed energy. Stella hissed, vanishing and reappearing behind her. She grabbed the witch’s wrist and twisted it with surgical precision. The fireball exploded harmlessly into the air, scorching the courtyard tiles. "You dare bring your dirty magic into my lands?" Stella growled, eyes glowing red. "You picked the wrong kingdom."