Wistoria: Wand And Sword Romance Novels & Stories

But why? My blood boiled in my ears, and Ryker crawled to the surface with a growl, my eyes still not leaving him as more rogues and witches rushed to where I was. I fought my way through the witches that swamped in the mist. Suddenly, from nowhere, lines of fire broke out, circling the witches, and lighting some rogues on fire. A figure moved speedily in the haze, slashing their heads off with a long sword made from the fire itself, and his body burning with flames that didn't bother him at all. It had to be him. The phoenix Ciri had mentioned.

Willow's POV I could feel the weight of sadness and determination in the air as I sat in the dimly lit room, completely absorbed in my spellwork. This spell had become my refuge, a way to distract myself from the pain of Dante's betrayal. As I carefully arranged the ingredients on the table, memories of our journey together flooded my mind. It felt like a lifetime ago when I had saved him from those witches, our paths intertwining in a twist of fate. Despite our differences, our love blossomed, transcending the boundaries of our supernatural identities.

She was screaming and frantically kicking her legs in the air. The few people in the club took out their phones to take photos, but their phones were thrown against the walls. Laura clutched against him as Violet made her way to Suzy, as she truly resembled a witch at this point. "I believe I told you a few days ago not to mess with me. I promised to freeze you and remove your tongue, but you must have thought I was joking. I used to think of you as my younger sister, but thanks to our wonderful parents, it's now the other way around. You barge into my territory, insult my guests, and throw water on my fiancé despite the fact that we have nothing in common! Are you looking for death?"

“If Fann wakes and your actions have caused his wife harm...” “All I’m doing is making sure these lads do her no harm. If er mon objects to that I’ll gut him just as quick, I will.” “Izzy...” “’Tis her I look out for, Griogair. I do no care what the mon wants, him or any other. Tis her body, it's her choice, or it oughtta be. Those potions are no meant for us lasses. Maybe some eau de vie or whatever you call it here, Only if she’s wanting it. She said no potions for sleep, so she’ll have none of it. She said no wrap, so we’ll no be putting one on.”

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

A flicker of force strolled across Diana's peripheral vision. She turned to see Andrew toss her his bloodied sword, covered with his own blood. He heard Andrew whisper in her mind to use his sword, and with his blood, the dark enchantment of Wenally wouldn't stand a chance. Diana caught it and swung it around. Wenally sword met hers. In a flash, Wenally's sword was unexpectedly on fire. Dark enchantment simmered like a firestorm across her blade, oozing and coated with dark matter that seemed like it was alive and slithering towards the ends of her sword.

“Yvan Xorath, our previous encounter remains unresolved. Today, we will bring it to its conclusion.” “You do possess a knack for timing,” the shadow countered. “You’re well aware that I’ve not yet fully healed from my wounds. I assume you’ve chosen to come now while I’m still in the process of recuperating. But, your own strength hasn’t reached its zenith as well. Am I right?” “Words won’t change the inevitable.” Waleria’s response was a frigid scoff. Employing her violet longsword, she channeled an ethereal manifestation of her sword intent.

He lost his grip on the sword,it slid far away from his hold, when he made an effort to approach the sword Xavier bit down on his arm ,he attempted to pull his body out from under my weight. "Get the sword" He ordered while struggling under my weight. From my peripheral I saw a witch who rushed closer to get the sword that looked similar to Gina but they could be distinguished from one another if you look closely. She almost reached the sword but could not touch it. There was an invisible wall between the blade and the woman . Gia's body jerked back as soon as get closer to it.

She did not expect her illusion fog, which had always worked, to be dispelled so quickly and for them to catch up. She was in big trouble now, but surrendering was not in her nature. As such, she raised her hand to summon a sword and infused it with her true vitality, ready to fight. “Heh... You think too highly of yourself!” Wormtail flashed forward and appeared before Aria, who instinctively slashed forward with her sword and aimed the sword energy straight at him. However, all Wormtail did was wave his hand to dissipate the sword energy, and the rebound sent the sword flying from Aria’s hand.

Wanda was shy at first but she moved quickly to his side. "Why, why do you want this," "You're mine," she said before climbing on to him. "Let me help you," she held his pants but he refused her from removing them. Seeing that he refused, she rubbed her hands against his chest softly and his facial expression said it all. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. "I don't wanna be something I'm not destined to be," she said in a sad tone, slowly rubbing herself against Liam's member to get a groan from him.