Wizardess Heart Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The male realized a moment too late that she had shifted when he raised his gaze sharply to meet hers, and she plunged her hand forward, ripping past skin and bone until her fingers were wrapped around the filthy organ that was his heart. He choked, disbelief stark on his face and Cassy didn't hesitate before ripping his heart out. He dropped to the ground, dead, and the invisible hands around Cassy ceased. She dropped to the ground panting, but she couldn't catch a break before the female sorcerer ran for her, toppling them over. They struggled, rolling across the grass. Teeth and claws flashed as they ripped and nipped at each other. Cassy felt herself weaken. There wasn't much strength le

Seraphina explained, holding the shimmering object aloft, “is imbued with our magic. It represents the love that binds Dario and Marissa, but also the trials they must face together. It will bring them joy, but it will also test their bond.” As the witches prepared to send the heart to the couple, they infused it with a spell. “Let it reveal the truth of their hearts,” Seraphina instructed. “Let it show them the shadows that lurk beneath their love.” With a final incantation, the heart floated from Seraphina’s grasp, disappearing into the night sky, destined to find its way to the wedding.

Esmeray's eyes welled up with unshed tears as Raziel defended the coward she had long forgotten about. "You and Amell were kids too. But that didn't stop you two from following me. He was the Wizard of Hearts yet he couldn't even follow his heart." Raziel looked away, he didn't have an answer to that. "What makes you think this Vampire King will be different from him? What makes you think this King won't betray you?" Placing his hand on her trembling hand Amell gave it a gentle squeeze.

she whispers as she slowly moves closer toward him and stop directly in front of him, still ascended in the air. He gasps and chokes and begins to paw at his neck with a pleading look in his eyes, as if begging her to let him go, but she doesn't. Her fingers remain in that steady manner as though she is gripping tightly against something, and I can already hear the sound of flesh tearing. The wizard is stubborn. I observe the dangerous dark energies that swell around his hand as he instantly lifts it up and blasts against Serena's stomach, forcing her away from the air, soaring backward until she finally crashes against the road far away from him.

Chapter 105 – The Heart of Chaos The path to the twisted nexus stretched before them, a ribbon of black stone that shimmered like oil under the jagged starlight of the Shadow Veil. Each step echoed with a low, resonant hum, as if the void itself were breathing. Jessica led the way, her spark pulsing in rhythm with the violet light emanating from the structure ahead—a grotesque mockery of the nexus, its spires coiling like serpents around a core that throbbed with chaotic energy. The Weaver’s warning—*“The heart knows your name”*—clung to her like frost, chilling her resolve but not breaking it.

“Try to understand Princess, he had lost a large amount of blood. There’s no way he would be able to make it.” One of the wizards exclaimed as he pressed Zagan’s chest who abruptly started to wheeze. Jasmine was also rubbing his palms which were turning cold with every passing second. The girl who was always conscious of her looks was in a vulnerable state. Her beautiful, thick hair was messed up like a mare’s nest and her hazel eyes had turned red due to excessive crying.

A few heartbeats later I remember how to breathe. “Baby.” “All of our magic is tied to our senses. A witch gains power through her connection to her body and grows stronger as she becomes more…sexually active. I’m sure you’ve noticed the changes?” I nod. “Of course. She almost killed me during sex,” I point to my mark. “Also she floats when she’s happy and…” “Awww, she floats,” Hazel coos, a hand pressed over her heart. “That’s so sweet.” I growl and Hazel snaps back to our conversation, detailing what is needed to care for her during this time. According to Hazel we only have two real options.

promise We are fated Mates Blessed by the Goddess Her magic swirled around her then poured into him healing his pain and mending his heart, she stepped back and pulled it back into her waiting and slowly his eyes flickered open instantly locking onto hers, 'You came back.'

The air sizzled and crackled as my magic worked, filling the afternoon with ozone, eating away at their spell. The mist collapsed, dissipating into the earth. “Now,” I said. My warriors shifted and howled. They were furious. These people took their queen. They took their heart and buried her in a hole. No witch that was complicit in her abduction and imprisonment would live to talk about it. “Kane?” Willow asked. “We’re here,” I said. *

Hazel tried to convince herself that she was ready to kill this man who she hates the most but even with all these pent-up anger and resentment, she could not shake off the unsettling uncertainty that would not stop gnawing at her. “ Don't worry, You've got this,” the prince Kylin said as if sensing her nervousness. “I've got this,” she said to herself, smiling at the prince. Hazel heart twisted with a tinge of sadness because she knew that she would never be with Kylin like she wanted to. He already sees her as the sister he never had and most of all, he is not a werewolf. A werewolf-fairy link is totally unheard of. She looked to her side to see Hailey holding on to Ashford in the loving w