The Last Wish: Introducing The Witcher Novels & Stories

Nawalan ng emosyon ang mukha ni Lucifer at kinuha ang kan‘yang katana. Napatigil si Entrel sa nakita. Alam niyang seryoso na si Lucifer dahil katana ang gamit nito. Kapag nabagot na si Lucifer ay katana ang ginagamit niya. Napangisi na lang si Entrel at kinuha ang kan‘yang baril. “Last wish?” malamig na tanong ni Lucifer kay Entrel na ngayon ay seryoso na. Hindi siya pwedeng matalo.

Cause it was my mother's name. By her side was the last name of a being who I thought wished well for me, but I didn't expect her to be the one who would lead me into a nightmare. The last name once fooled me and made me believe their words. 'Witchels' "From my blood, I wish that I could return again, to her time when she wasn't a stone and a statue!" that's exactly what I did. I cut one of my palms, because I couldn't take it anymore when I cut my other palm, if I took another drop from it. Pero, buti na lang kunting patak na lamang ng aking dugo ang kailangan para matapos na ang gagawin kong ritwal. Hindi ko inakalang ganito pala ito, kahirap. Akala ko madali lamang, wala naman akong nalal

After that incident we become friends. We were 10 when she confessed the truth that his father has a mistress and she is a half white witch. Our kingdom, Hayena has a bad past against the breed of witches. The witches tortured 765 civilians of Hayena. It ended in a bloody war. Then we lose connection after we enter middle school. We met again in QMA. She's still the Hara in the past.

Nagdidilim na rin ang buong paningin niya. Ngumiti siya sa huling pagkakataon habang lumuluha. Goodbye, Rica. I love you so much. Please be happy with those six guys...

Seryosong saad ni Impo bago isara ang pinto. Napabuntong hininga ako. Impo values our rest time so much, sekreto daw iyon sa mahabang buhay. Unlike the other creatures, witches does not wait for someone to kill them to welcome death for real, though we can die that way, we have easier way to die, just live unhealthily and we're good to go.

Then came a girl — Celestine, around 9, wearing an oversized yellow cardigan and a shy smile. May bitbit siyang paper crane. “Hi,” she said softly. “You look lonely.” “I’m not,” Lysander lied. “You are,” she said simply, handing him the crane. “Sister Ammy said, when you feel alone, you give someone a wish.” Lysander looked at her, confused. “What do I wish for?” “Anything. But don’t tell me. Or it won’t come true.” He stared at the little paper bird. “Then… I wish you’d stay.”

Thank you sa pagbabasa nito. @Death Wish

“As far as I know, wala akong masamang ginawa sa’yo para hindi mo ako magustuhan.” Napaangat ang kilay niya sa sinabi nito. “It’s your personality that I don’t like,” she explained. “What about my personality?” balik-tanong naman nito. She sighed. Iniisip niya kung manhid ba ito o sadyang nagmamaang-maangan lang. Napasandal siya sa upuan at matiim na tiningnan si Grey. “If ever you’re given a last chance to be with the person you love, will you grab the chance?”

Halos magtransform na ito into wolf form. "Heres, please tama na!" pagpapahinahon ko sa kaniya. "Do you know my ever wish, Alpha king?!?" Panlilisik ng mga mata nito habang hawak nito ng mahigpit ang tinidor sa kanyang kaliwang kamay.

"Wishing is not even enough to make our dreams into reality. If you don't do anything to make it happen, the wish will just be a bunch of words." - Artemis Velasquez This novel is dedicated to my younger self, who adored fantasy works to the extent that she wanted to create her own. You did it; you crafted your own world and completed your first book after four years. Thank you self for not giving up, and to my readers who support me all the way and love my characters. I appreciate you all! This is also for you guys! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡