Witch Of The Abyss Brave Frontier Novels & Stories

Purple eyes reflected the faint golden glow leaking through the curtains like dying coals. “The White Wolf is practicing,” it murmured. “The harvest begins in the Abyss… …and the child will feed it first.”

Briar’s eyes changed from their normal color to a golden color, burning into Rei’s eyes. “Alyssa, maybe you should back off. You don’t want to face a newly emerged wolf. She will not be able to control her rage.” Rei whispered in her ear. “This little newbie couldn’t hurt me if she tried.” Alyssa whispered back. “Alright, I’m reaching the end of my rope here. Rei, take her away now, or she’s going to get hurt.” Briar growled. “Sure, Alyssa, let’s go. You are in danger of stepping over a line I can’t pull you back from. Let it go. Now!” Rei locked eyes with her. Alyssa instantly backed down.

In comparison, the Abyssal Blaze Sword, which Scarlet Summit could easily seize, seemed fragile. Hence, there were only two viable approaches to relocate the artifact. The first involved someone of exceptional strength, while the second necessitated the gradual reduction of the Draco Aura. This latter method was particularly ruthless. It mirrored a scenario where two individuals engaged in combat: one being a formidable fighter, while the other possessed average skills. Typically, the less skilled combatant would never stand a chance against the expert. However, if the great fighter were to sustain severe injuries or become poisoned, the less skilled individual might seize an opportunity to

after about 30 minutes of walking they stood in front of a huge cave that looked like a mouth. " Creepy" was the First word that came out of his mouth upon seeing the cave " welp time to huh?" he said as he say a rock coming in his direction which he swatted away . " Go away damn intruder" a voice came from below as he was about to be stabbed but caught the blade with his fingers . The person who just tried to stab him appears to be a little boy with black wings , the boy took a few steps back and smashed a crystal.

Yet when the auctioneer thought about who could be under the mask and hopped into death in ease, his face was drained from all blood, looking horrifyingly pale. This strong magical power, and the signature red eyes. Even though there are a few mythical beings who had the same colored eyes, this was the Runalia, the land that forbids mythical beings from entering. Meaning there was only one person who could have this blood-like eyes. No matter how much stupid person could be dumb, there wasn't anyone who could not know this very powerful person. He was the Lord of Warine Land, Mike White. However, no matter how frightened he was to the looming man, he was an important buyer who had bid four t

Aisha pleaded with Tristan, seeing his Wolf Spirit expanding around the room. "You will help me escape here. You will escape with me, I will not leave you behind. You will take me to my mate, Alpha Rex of the Royal Sakura Line." His eyes went from soft golden to a jade green eyes and a pale moon colored eye. "Yo- you're mate...Rex? How did you know, since Vuk cursed gin and his mate millennia ago? My god...then you have met Vuk Majka?" Aisha's eyes shot to the Alpha's, seeing them glazed over, she bowed her head lower.

His white garment was already torn into pieces and the glazes on his skin were oozing with blood. Druji slowly turned her eyes to the wretched body of Vivar. He was even unrecognizable due to the terrible cuts on his face. She gripped tightly the rusted bars, dismayed by Vivar’s dreadful situation. “How could you do this to him? I told you he will never tell where the chosen one is even if you kill him.” Druji snarled. Due to her frustration, she didn’t even realize her voice was raised. Dubheasa’s forehead creased as she heard the sudden changes in Druji’s tone. She glared as she walked toward her, gripping tightly on her whip. “Are you trying to defy me because of this soldier?” She growle

The air was saturated in tension, and the whispers they had listened to before returned, louder and more resolute, like a refrain of tormented souls. They ran through a forest of turned, skeletal trees that appeared to develop and shrivel with each passing minute. The branches came out like claws, attempting to catch them as they passed. Lena barely maintained a strategic distance from being caught by one, her heart dashing as she ducked underneath the contorted appendages. “I do not understand,” she gasped as they ran. “How do we battle something like this? It's not like anything we've ever confronted before.” Ethan's intellect hustled as he attempted to think of an arrangement. Each intuit

This was no ordinary confrontation; Astrid was a force to be reckoned with, a queen in her own right. Blinded by rage, Astrid was on the verge of delivering another punishing blow when Blaze stepped in, swiftly pulling her away from Tiffany's broken and battered form. The intervention was timely; had Astrid landed that second punch, Tiffany could have lost her life. As Tiffany lay on the ground, gasping for breath and desperately clutching her shattered face, a harsh realization dawned on her. She had underestimated Astrid—she was not merely a novice fighter. It became clearer than ever that Astrid was more than she seemed; she was, indeed, a witch!

Miranda stated, knitting her brows in confusion. "I know..." Lazarus said, rubbing the back of his neck. "But you see, the child never came to be. When LisaRay's father found out about the pregnancy, he dragged her to a white witch and demanded she perform a supernatural abortion. The witch refused because she said the child was destined to be mostly wolf, not vampire, which meant the baby would have been unique. Maybe even powerful. A bridge between our species. But Alpha Rampuss, her father, saw the child as an abomination. When the witch refused, he locked her in the dungeon and threatened to burn her alive."