Witch Amusement Novels & Stories

“See?” “And if he did hear you? Have fun telling him Disney was just a joke.” He shrugs. “Then I guess I’d have to take him. Wes and Scarlet won’t be going anytime soon with the new baby and all. Jackson loved going last year. And it gives me a good excuse to go on all those kiddy rides. The Haunted Mansion ride is the shit, you know.” All I can do is laugh and shake my head, which is all I’ve been doing since I stepped back into Owen’s presence. I don’t know how someone can go from making my panties melt off to then making me laugh like this. But that’s Owen fucking Dawson for you…

Andrew smirked, "He's Lerman Kivolsky, a sorcerer of the 57th order. He runs an underground fight club that uses feral or rogue werewolf kids till they drop dead. The champions are set free when they come of age their memories are wiped out of course but they turn out to be delinquents and end up dead or back in his care. It is a large network of hoodlums and wealthy sponsors. His location is unknown. It's like he vanished after the attack." Andrew let out a loud growl that sent the customers and patrons of the restaurant flying out in fright. "Whoa whoa." Brown said, "Calm the hell down Alpha. You're scaring the hell out of people. You don't want to bring attention to us." Andre snarled, tu

A man quickly approached them who apparently was the manager of the event and guided them to the table allotted to them. She saw people openly drinking wine, wearing revealing dresses. It was her first time attending a party like that. She did have a hunch that elite people were like that given her past experience and now she was witnessing it today. A waiter approached their table with a bottle of whiskey in his hand when Moosa denied him and Roshanay just looked at him with questioning eyes. She didn't know why because she thought he was also one of those people and he would drink as well. Moosa looked at her and then traced her brow with his thumb, "Why is my wife looking at me like that?

"I need a spacious living room, an airy kitchen, and a sex swing." "An air—hold up, what now? Sex what?" "Sex swing," he says, nodding. "For when we entertain. Didn't I mention? We're getting into swinging." I groan, face in my hands. "That has to be the worst joke in the entire world. I'm serious, Scar, I can't decide if I'm offended because of the jab at my parents or offended because it's so lame." "Sorry, couldn't help myself." "Honestly, I've never been less attracted to you right now."

' It was recommended for children, teenagers, and others to make experiences and do things that they would look back on and say, 'ohh, it was worth it! Avita wasn't concerned about anything horrible happening right now. The wealthy family runs Carnival City, and they only provide high-quality services. Their family would suffer if something unpleasant or wrong happened, thus they were very serious about quality management and ensuring that everyone is safe while having fun at their house. Avita did not stop at the tower but also took the kids on other rides, including the booster, super spiral ride, swing buggy, and the scary house, which made even Avita tremble with terror.

Winston and I simply followed him, purposefully oblivious to the reporters' shoving and flashing recorders in our faces. We were unable to enter the amusement area right away because I needed to speak with the owner first. Yet, as soon as we did, my husband and son couldn't hide their excitement at enjoying the amusement on our own. We are not basically alone since some machines and rides need humans to operate, but we barely notice them. William walked around, inspecting each ride, unsure of which one he would enjoy more. I thought to myself, "Will he not get disappointed, though?" William can fly and do extreme things on his own. I don't think this extreme ride made for humans would suit h

“I’ve always wanted to go one! I’ve seen them on TV and read about them in books.” I tried to suppress the anger that was surging through me, knowing that my Luna had never experienced simple things, such as going on rides at an amusement park. “Well, your wish is my command, princess. We leave the day after tomorrow to meet with all of the packs. On our way to the first stop we will be going to Arctic Amusement Park’s grand opening.” Annette squealed in delight and bounced up on her knees before wrapping her arms around my neck and crushing her lips to mine. A grunt left me at the impact.

Her beauty could never be marred, nor could it be taken away. ‘You called me your Queen, but you’re my King. I wished that I had told you that. I promise that I will though,’ she said quietly. ‘Fun Fact time: Jae. Little Bitch was complaining about the upcoming hurricane. He either can’t swim or melts in water. Hopefully, he would just be eaten by a shark and leave me the fuck alone. Second Fun Fact: Douchewad mentioned the Helshing Coven. What do those two things have in common, Jae?’

Shawn smuggly stretched out his hand to Pru Pru happily held Shawn's hand “Ready as I’ll ever be!” Shawn then showed Pru the different amenities and attraction the cruise has that made them a multi awarded luxury cruise line. They had an arcade, a video & table-top game rooms, spa & salon with 42 treatment rooms, saunas, derma, steam rooms, hammam, two thalassotherapy pools and even snow rooms, amusement park with a mini roller coaster, indoor lounge with numerous sofas, bean bags and hammocks in different designs and it’s surrounded by a heat controlled glass windows from ceiling to the walls so guests have the view of the sky and the ocean.

Now, with the one gondola slung low and open, the whole structure looked less like a ride and more like a trap waiting to snap shut. “Anyone else not feel especially exited by that exit?” Jax muttered. At the wheel’s base, a sign buzzed and flared to life. Its letters weren’t hand‑painted like the midway stalls; they glowed with the crisp, ugly clarity of the bus HUD, superimposed over flaking wood. ONLY PAIRS MAY RIDE. TRUST YOUR PARTNER, OR DROWN. “Fun,” I said. My voice came out thinner than I wanted. “Relationship counseling, carnival‑style.”