Novel & Cerita White Swan Patronus

Carson sighed in defeat as he opened his mouth, Isis dropped two droplets of the liquid inside his mouth. Carson's face scrunched up in disgust. "What was that? It tasted like piss!" We all began laughing. "Actually it is pee," Isis informed. "What?" Carson sounded like himself again. "Yes, in fact, it's my pee. The pee of a white witch holds healing properties and I am a pure-blooded white witch, so my pee works 10 times faster than a regular white witch." We all stopped laughing. "I think I'm going to be sick," Carson said as he sprung to his feet.

I took a glance to see that all the rogues were dead and now my mate was eyeing me in worry as he tried to tear down the ice wall once again to help me. I closed my eyes, concentrating back on the situation at hand. My hands trembled, controlling the extent of power it was radiating. Soon that bastard's hair started glowing white, just like mine. I smirked at my plan working. My smile grew wider when a white light emerged on his chest, stretching out to take all over his body. He grew a little tense now. With every inch the white light moved to cover his body, he grew stiffer. "What... what are you doing Aurora?" He started to panic. "I can't move!" He screamed. I tilted my head, my lips tug

Who is this mysterious voice behind those words? Shortly afterward, a gentle touch graced my head, its warmth spreading to my right cheek. It seemed to restore my heartbeat to a steady rhythm, echoing loud in my ears as if I had just returned to life. Driven by curiosity about the identity of this person, I attempted to open my eyes, only to find my fingers moving instead. The unknown figure tapped my forehead thrice, and as if by magic, my eyes fluttered open. Before me stood a female creature, a mirror image of myself. With perfectly white hair and swan wings, she wore a crystal crown, adorned with a water drop pendant on her forehead, and a dress crafted from a blend of lace and silk, pur

“my name is Tabitha and these are my followers, my friends we are all White Witches” Tabitha, she’s the one we’ve been looking for “Tabitha the White Witch, you are the one the Elemental Empress seeks, I assure you no harm will come to you and your followers from me or anyone in my company, you have my permission to enter the pack land” “thank you” they cautiously move closer to us and bow “I am sorry I am not able to offer you a warm welcome at this time, the entire city is in chaos”

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

Marina screamed, fighting against the guards who seized her, but her cries were drowned in the sound of wolves howling, not in despair but in release. Selene stood at the center of it all, her chest rising and falling, Rowan at her side, the moon above unbroken and whole. The wolves bowed, not in fear, but in recognition, and she knew in that moment that she was no longer the rejected girl who had once wept beneath the trees. She was the White Wolf Luna. Caden lowered his head, his voice breaking. “Forgive me.” Selene looked at him, her eyes soft but unyielding. “I already did. But you will live with the cost.”

Right before my marking ceremony, I discovered my mate, Fabian, was working with a witch to steal my wolf soul and give it to his first love, Omega Clara Swain. "A potion to expel a pup?" In the back-alley apothecary, the shop's owner looked up, his cloudy eyes fixed on me. "Are you sure about this, little one?" "I'm sure." He set down a test tube. "Once you take this, your child will be gone."

"From this moment on, no one will ever hurt you again. St. Aurevin Medical Center in Brissane is the world's leading institute for sports injury recovery. They've agreed to take you, and they'll spare no expense to restore your body." "And this." He drew out a thick folder. "Your appointment contract as principal choreographer and associate artistic director of Arcadia Ballet. From today on, you'll never live under anyone's shadow." Caelan rose to his full height, his voice echoing through the hospital room. "She is Arcadia Ballet's Swan Queen, not dust for any of you to trample." Swan Queen. The words struck my heart like a clap of thunder. Lucian's face shifted from pale to livid, then bac

Swan: Alpha, if you want me to examine your Luna, I need to be able to touch her. Alexander: Sorry about that… I just found her. Swan: I understand, Alpha, don't worry. He felt her ribs, her arms, her legs, and then looked at her face, turning his head slightly. Swan: This little one is suffering from severe malnutrition. I see you've prepared a drink; that's good. Try to get her to drink it, and I'll give you some supplements to add to it. It may take a few days before she's strong enough to regain consciousness… this poor little thing must have been able to hold on only because of fear, and when she felt safe, she gave up. So, try to get her to take the medicine. When she wakes up, wait a

He spoke. She rolled her eyes. "I know you have gone rough, become a rebel," she waved her hands as if dismissing him," but you do trust magical beasts, don’t you? Do you know they can sense their master's enemies? Don't you want to ask me how I found the princess?" He narrowed his eyes," what beast?" "The Phoenix, of course, Agni is the pet of Toshani, she brought me here." Shrushaw raised an eyebrow. True to her words the Phoenix was sitting near Toshani's head and kind of stroking her face with its wings.