Wizardess Heart Hiro Novels & Stories

He pouts, laughing when the siphoner glares at him in return. "I'm not going to help you with whatever you want." Typical White Lotus witch. Always so keen on refusal. He hasn't even said what he wants. And Hiro's still useless unless they magically (pun intended) figure out how to get his powers back. It's been ages since the last time he's gotten ahold of one, he's not going to let this witch go.

There came the evil wizard in disguise of an irresistibly handsome Prince under the ruse of alliance, chasing his intentions with thundering speed as others were unaware of it. I never thought I would return to this destable land. Hmph, still the same. He thought with a bitter smile, contemplating the surroundings until his eyes met hers. “There she is.” Causing his heart to skip a beat, halting his very existence when he saw her from afar, still bewitching enough to capture any heart in her captivating hazel eyes.

It’s apple and spice, though nothing about him could be defined as nice. Still, I know down to my bones, no one else could have gotten me through that. Over the most terrifying, heart breaking, and still altering tide. Obliterated that phantom claw, like any other force daring to step into his path……. Hirosai Kurosai may be a monster, but he’s my kind of monster. The sort that all others fear. 33: Hiro -Unnatural Order

The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade. Overcoming the torment, Hiya summoned the strength to break free. Fueled by a surge of determination, she staggered towards the door and fled to the hallway. When her eyes fall over a small flower pot, seemingly insignificant, became her it prompts defense. With a desperate throw over him, she aimed to shield herself from his wrath.

asked the voice of a chuckle. A young sorcerer in his twenties with burgundy hair appeared holding a magic wand. His hair was down shoulder length, a little messy. His eyes were amber-gold, and his body was slender, tall. His androgynous face was sweet. At first glance, it was difficult to tell whether this sorcerer was a pretty boy or a tomboyish woman. He smiled confidently and exuded a superior aura. He was wearing a white robe with a golden thread pattern. In his hand was a long magic wand that touched the ground. At the end of his wand stuck Draco's golden dragon heart. The Heart of Magic.

Then, he looked back at Nozomi before he continued, “I still have a lot of things I want to do.” Nozomi’s eyes turned red, and tears welled up. When Hikaru fainted, Nozomi’s heart dropped. “BIG BROTHER!” “We have to get him to a hospital NOW!” Yosuke stepped forward, ready to carry Hikaru. Having snapped out of her daze, Nozomi called for BaoBao. BaoBao immediately knew and provided her with what she wanted. The all-curse-and-spell breaker charm materialised within Nozomi’s palm, absorbed Hina’s magic, then disintegrated into dust without leaving a single trace behind.

He doesn’t move his lips, as if trying to imprint the feel of my lips into his memory. His heart still drums wildly, and I feel the slight tremble in his lips as he takes a shuddering breath and he slowly pulls away leaving me feeling lightheaded. “And you are my life, but perhaps in another situation… if I was not who I am… perhaps we could be.” Huh? He takes a small step back, his eyes hardening despite the emotions I see in them. “Do it now,” he commands in English and my gaze snaps to our surroundings, and just then a witch who I know by face steps forward from the shadows. She’s quite powerful and in a position in the coven here in America. She advances, her eyes glimmering.

The cold sweat that ran down the back of her neck didn't make her stop walking between the stretches of land in that village, looking at the sun so beautiful and orange about to set on the horizon. - Hadhih hi alshams... - He pointed to the sun showing him, who seemed too smart not to follow the finger of his breast, pointing to the sun with gloves on his hands, he observed the rose embedded in Karila's wrist and touched it entertained in the red drawing, making animated sounds when trying to say something, it didn't come out coherently, but the way he tried made the princess hopelessly excited.

The prince had never achieved that before and Alarick, filled with pride, his own frost giant’s core sucking on the magic greedily and also releasing enough magic of his own to heal what damage the power caused. “Do you have a death wish?” Erriene stated. Alarick walked back to him, forcing Erriene to press back against the wall again. “You always sound so reluctant.” “I told you before, I don’t share of your disgusting ways with men,” Erriene said, trying to walk away but Alarick caged him, putting his open palms in the wall right beside his head. He leaned down and moved closer until he could gaze right into those violet eyes. He breathed over his mouth while Erriene watched him warily, li

A tear slid down Isis' face. "You will all pay. King Lucifer will come for you all!" She cackled and then her voice was no more when Hazel plunged her hand into her chest and rip her heart out. Hazel crushed the heart in her hands like it was an overripe tomato. The witch's body fell with a thud. Hazel then laid her hand on the body and burnt it to ash. She ran back over to Declan, her firey skin was no more. I saw the other wolves look away, as they noticed their luna was naked.