Witch Elvira Novels & Stories

The carriage boy gutted to reveal even though he was dead nervous at the moment but not being surprised with the claim still, Princess Rosemary cared less taking him by an unexpected surprise there then again. "My veil would promise his security. I just want to have a word with the lord of young Europe." The powerful words of the mysterious woman again caught the man's breath as he felt heavy chills rushing through his vessels. Acknowledging the fact that the mysterious woman was a witch, the carriage man was already horrified enough to think straight but then hearing her intentions, he just became blank for a minute or two... "Master would murder me for this dare, lady." Immediate regret wa

The reality is she doesn't even know when they will return or how long her treatment will take. The human girl did not know why she felt something different about the young mermaid. When she first saw Eva, the human girl freaked out. Because Eva was different. She has a tail like a fish! But eventually, they got to know each other very well. Amor found out that the young mermaid was very kind and considerate. Since then, Amor couldn't stop making friends with her. And since then, Amor has also loved the young mermaid more than a friend.

“Walking back will take you about fifty minutes. Spend thirty with me and I teleport you there once we are done. Do we have a deal?” “I don’t make deals with strangers.” Before I could turn back and run, she caressed my hair and touched my cheek gently. The divine mana practically exuding from her body froze me in place. “I’m no stranger, my elven name is Mother Kira. Now be a good girl and listen to me.”

Her face twists, the fake tears stopping dead. ​“Are you completely blind?!” Elvira screams, pointing a manicured finger at Liora. “I am standing right here! I am carrying your child, your future, and you are ignoring me to fuss over this wolfless, useless stray?!” The silence in the corridor is deafening. The warriors stare. Miss Ophelia grips her skillet, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. “She almost got me killed!” Elvira shrieks, completely losing whatever fragile grip she had on her temper. “She’s a magnet for these monsters, and you’re treating her like she matters! Look at me!”

She retorted. “How did you know where to look?” “Trade secret.” Elvira shrugged. “Are you in or not?” She raised her left eyebrow at Ethan. “Who is the target?” “Megan Williams.” Even in mentioning just her name, Elvira couldn't hold back her hatred. Her eyes darkened, and she clenched her jaws, restraining her rage.

Hecate side eyed her, "Your questions. You're causing a rise in my curiosity." "Oh, right." Willow took a deep breath before proceeding, "Karmina is in a prison somewhere in Hell. A vision came to me of her location, but my question is: How do we keep her there?" Willow looked up at the tall Goddess beside her. Hecate glanced back out at the sea, the giant waves rising up to the sky only to crash back down once more. Her black velvet robe whipped about her from the increase in the winds.

Just like everything else in this life. Before I could reply, a cold, familiar voice drawled from behind us. “Well, isn’t this touching. The two best friends… and the enemy’s sister.” I turned to see Elvira gliding toward us, dressed in a shimmering silver gown, her blonde hair perfectly styled, her blue eyes sparkling with malicious amusement. She held a glass of champagne loosely in one hand, looking me up and down with open disdain. “Elvira.” Tessa’s voice was tight. “I didn’t think you’d dare show your face here. After everything Vincent told me about your little meetings.”

"Wallace, are you still angry with me because of Toby? I promise I'll send him away, okay? Just talk to Mr. Griffin. I know I was wrong!" With that, Elvira prostrated herself before Brock. It was laughable, really. I couldn't help but let out a few low chuckles. "Elvira, you're just now starting to feel regret?" Elvira's eyes welled up with tears as she tried to soften me up using the same old tricks. "Wallace, let's just go home and live happily ever after, okay? I promise I'll never deceive you again for the rest of my life. I'll love you with all my heart!"

Her name was Ruby Atwater, a necromancer, and a mother to Elinor Wildes. Elinor Wildes would be forever on the run from The Spirits who are determined to make her the last Were-witch to ever exist, to make her suffer the same fate as Judas. But she does not know it… yet.