The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe Novels & Stories

Alice wondered why Sandra has broom on her room’s wall. Alice thought that since Sandra is sleeping it is a good opportunity now to search what is at downstairs. She removed her palm from the mirror and her reflection appeared again. She removed her room's carpet and saw the tiles. She noticed one of the tiles is not placed properly. She tried placing it properly but the tile opened a way that leads to a basement. Alice grabbed a flashlight and then saw some stairs. she quickly went through the opened tile to the basement via the stairs. As she reached the bottom it was quite dark. She looked here and there and saw some light coming up from the narrow passage. She went into the direction of

They looked like some characters in a lovely picture on a holiday postcard. I picked up the scissors and cloth and started to make a cloak for Will. Whenever I felt upset about something, I just had to keep myself busy, either doing housework or cooking. It helps me to stay focused. "Who are those people in cloaks?" Will asked. "Those are the Gifted Ones," Leo replied. "And these?" "These are werewolves," Leo said. "The one with the crown is King Czar the Great." "And who's the blonde lady standing next to him?"

"We stopped at the Vanderwolf mansion for the Alpha's help in finding Mystic Mountain, and he showed up. He was looking for you. He said you took something that belonged to your stepmother." Lazarus growled low in his throat—a sharp, vibrating sound that sent shivers down everybody's spine, including mine. "So he knows I took the Book of the Gods... damn him. Did he say anything else?" "Not really," Theodore answered. "Only that you left with werewolves and a human."

I was worried they were over the wall with the werewolf in human skin pretending to be one of us. I secretly ran off with the cloak and the bow and arrow I had taken from the witch's cave, hiding it within the cloak. I had reached the wall, I stood away from it behind a tree wondering how I could manage to enter without being caught. I was now known as, the werewolf witch and if I'm spotted I'll truly regret leaving Cali. Several men who appeared to be woodcutters were running towards the gate. They had axes in their hands. I realized it seemed Alpha Deucalion and his men had started the war with Bazaar.

Lily was only four, she always wanted me to read her a bedtime story before bed. "Benny, Benny. Daddy told me a stowey. Let me tell it to you." She raced up to me and I scooped her up into my arms bringing her back to my room. "What story was it?" I asked freigning excitement. "It was the stowy about the pwincess... There once was a baby, her hair was as dark as night, her eyes a lighter shade of the deep blue sky, she was only six months old when she was taken from the palace. But the witch that stole her cast a spell so the princess would never be found and the witch was never seen again. Every year on the princess's birthday they still hold a huge ball and send off lanterns to try and gui

most especially my aunt was waiting really impatiently. "Finally! Can we leave now?" She asked sighing in relief. I nod my head in reply. I hugged Britney good bye. "You had better give me all the deets on you and Christian when you get back." She mumbles in my ear before I separated from her. My uncle whispered a spell opening up a portal to HUDRATS, that's the name of the school my family owns. It's a school for witches and wizard. And also anything supernaturally related. The school exists to help people learn their magic.

Prince Owen recruits a nearby guard to try walking through it. He bounces back as if he walked right into an invisible wall. The witch stifles a laugh as she watches. “Please,” I beckon the guard inside, “come on in.” He looks hesitant, but he slowly walks forward again, this time able to make it through. Once we’ve determined the spell works, the prince dismisses the guard and walks the witch to her carriage. Molly and I close the bedroom door, settling back into our spots in the armchair and on the sofa respectively.

I look at a mirror in the corner of my grandma's attic and hear scurrying on my grandma's roof. A creature with large eight legs appears in the attic window. The legs are hairy and black, and stretch across the glass as they twitch. In the mirror I see my reflect, my eyes glow and my fists tighten. My voice speaks the elder magic as Cody and Chief Wolfpaw become wolves again. I put the magic books in my bag as quickly as I can, as the house becomes invaded by the large spiders of the St. Maria forest.

“M-My lady, are you sure that what happened to your room was not on purpose?” Gukasho, who was munching the salmon sandwich tiptoed and leaned towards her. He covered his mouth that doubled the size of his fist-like eyes and whispered towards Maleficent, who was fidgeting while watching her father walked around the room. Debris was scattered on the tiled floor. The crumpled furniture laid like broken toys smashed by a child’s tantrum. The wallpapers were torn as if a werewolf visited her overnight – though she did not know if werewolves existed in the Ambivalent Dormitory.