The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe Novels & Stories

------------- Narrator" The witch of air was so very busy fighting with the new enemy inside of the room when he opened it was a big creature that looked like a dog and his saliva was dripping on the floor and the more alarming is he's saliva was poisonous because every time that it dropped into the ground the floor was melting. So he needed to be very careful about what he was doing. He used his airpower so he could evade all of the attacks of the creature that he didn't know what the name was.

I jumped to the other side before it grew wider. I stared at the wardrobe.. Well, it was worth a shot, not like I had any choice. So I stepped into the wardrobe. Immediately it shut closing me inside it. I heard the chains and licks begin to lock us in. I began to panic hitting the side of the wardrobe. Was this a joke? We were being locked in here. I began to shout and scream trying to break the door open. Yelling all sorts of spells but we remained locked. I slumped to the floor with both Azian and Edwin still in my arms. Was this how it would end?

Marline said out loud with a sinister laughter that echoed round the cave. Marline was a slightly old witch with dark hairs like raven, white shining teeth like a crystal clear river and her eyes glittering like jewels. She was the 'HER' Candy reminded Night of. Marline stood in front of her crystal ball, in a long black coat, swaying her staff and casting spells. "Claw of a tiger, feather of a crow," "Mix and stir, the temperature low, " "Heart of a snake, liver of a whale," "Fangs of a vampire, eyes of a wolf, "

"They are not just stuffed animals. They’re my best friends. And they have very important jobs. Mr. Tibbles runs the kingdom, and Princess Poppy controls all the magic. You have to be respectful." I glance at Hilda, expecting her to step in and tell Scarlett not to mingle with the former demon, but she just smirks. "You heard her," she says. "Be respectful." I’ve just arrived and I already hate it here. Scarlett tugs harder, dragging me toward a cluster of rocks where a collection of stuffed animals is carefully arranged. "This is Mr. Tibbles," she says, picking up a rather worn-looking rabbit and holding it up with great reverence, "He says you need to bow."

So I ended up telling her about Lily, Selene and Aurora. “So there’s still one of them roaming free in the castle?” she cried. “Remember the girl who brought us tea the other day?” “That’s why she stared at you like that!” “I’m afraid so.” In the afternoon, she helped me sit by the window with one of the books she’d brought, and told me to open it while she fetched the chest with my brushes and ribbons. My hair was already long enough for her to try more complex braids. I was mesmerized by the book. It was a true work of ark, written in black ink with gorgeous, colorful illustrations in most of the pages. It was a children’s story, telling how the wolves had arrived in the Dale.

My mother says as aunt Len comes in looking confused as my mother throws a book at her. “Pull up a chair, Len looks like we have a lot of research to do” I try not to laugh at the utter confusion on my aunt's face. “A Jinn, Len that's what we are looking into. Seems like that's what is attempting to consume the witch” The queen just nods and pulls up another stool. “Should we contain the hospital room then?” She asks my mother who says one word. “Done!”

Rory whispered, actually clutching his chest. Niall let out a slow, reverent whistle. “This looks like somethin’ outta a bloody fairytale.” Declan blinked. “This castle is bigger than my entire childhood neighborhood.” Cat just screamed. Loud and high pitched. I laughed and clapped my hands together. “Come on then! Let’s see our kingdom!” The second the doors opened, solid wood, each easily ten feet tall, carved with dragons and thistles, the chaos began.

“Do you want to hear one of the one’s she tells, or something new?” Lila thinks for a moment, finally squeaking, “new!” “Alright.” I smile softly, searching for the right words to begin. “Once upon a time, there was a brave little wolf who was taken prisoner by an evil sorcerer. He was very mean to her, and very bad.” I explain dramatically. “He kept her locked away in a cage with no light and no people to talk to. He gave her potions to make her weak, and told her terrible things so she would not have the heart to fight him.”

The chains that were around her hand and her legs seemed to have a life of their own and whenever she even thought of doing anything except what Eleanor told her to do, they would tighten around her ankles and almost make it hard for her to feel her legs. Eleanor still stood at the door to the wardrobe and Scarlett surveyed the changes that the witch had made to the dark and dreary cave. The cold floors had become tiled and there were now some walls even, painted in shades of pink and purple, there was even a television but she wasn't sure if that was working and the couches looked brand new.

"Please, take me home. I'm so scared, don't you feel sorry for me? I'm a weak woman, I can't go home. It must have been a very cold night and, after all, it was in the middle of the forest.” I saw him walking towards the wardrobe, he took a jacket inside. He covered me with a big furry jacket. "Please take me home, okay? I'm scared." I kept begging, his hand grabbed mine. He led me out of the room. I looked at the floor where the strand of hair was, but now it's gone. "Wow cool!! The strands of hair had all disappeared. Do you have a special spell? Can you help me to complete all my work deadlines? I'll show you all the files and then you'll quickly sort it all out."