Wyvern Tales Mga Nobela at Kwento

The chanting grew louder as the Coven lifted their hands to the sky in unison, and just before the dragonlord hit the dirt, a shimmering veil cocooned him, lowering him gently to the ground instead. Kuramitsuha's body seemed to ripple, at the same time, Quinley yelled "Wyverns!" in warning, and with horror, Jarvis realized that the "rippling" on the dragon's body, was actually several wyverns aggressively biting and shaking Kuramitsuha's skin, injecting him with a numbing venom as they began to feast upon his flesh. Morgana fiercely threw herself onto her mate, hacking at the wyverns, and when that wasn't fast enough, she began biting them, injecting her own venom before savagely tearing the

Billy just shook his head at me as I walked away, looking for more places that I could help. A little later, I was looking around and saw no conflict anywhere, so I asked Grandma Abby, “I would really like to go pick some blackberries.” Grandma smiled, “You could do that. Winnie already cast the spell on you to keep dark magic from being used on you. Just keep some daggers on you.” I smiled, “On it.” I grabbed a bucket from the kitchen and walked out the back door. I was picking blackberries and dancing around to the music playing from my one ear bud in my ear. I was trying to keep one ear open as I worked and danced at the same time. I was looking around frequently, making sure that there w

When the wyvern is in range, Elenor uses her magic to manipulate the trees making the branches and roots form into a web at the last second, making sure it doesn't have time to dodge. The wyvern gets tangled up in the web of trees, as soon as Mortas sees this he wastes no time in attacking it, putting a hand up to conjure the ice and aiming for its wings. The ice punctures the wings of the beast and it lets out a blood-curdling screech. After making the beast immobile Mortas aims for the killing blow with a final attack. The ice crystals hit the beast in its chest, with blood spattering out of its wounds it quickly goes limp and dies.

Johnny rolled his eyes, making no attempts to stop the witch as she stormed out of the kitchen. It had been several hours since Ursula made her discovery and since then, everyone had been flying around the place trying to slow down a mass shift. However, Johnny couldn't help but think they were too late. Now the wolven spirits had been given a chance to awaken, they would do what they could to stay awake. It was simply a case of natural survival instincts. But he followed orders and the orders were to slow down a mass shift until they all understood a bit more of what was happening.

She narrowed her eyes at him before responding,"And isn't it a surprise that Winchester demigod was found drunk in someone's backyard, and got saved by a girl who he tortured sometime ago, and probably is getting one of the worst hangovers ever?!" She gave him a very evil smile. "You are Jezebel, Eve, Delilah, Heriodias, and Lucifer's daughter all in one. Thanks for last night anyways. I must have been a mess." "You know even a name from the Bible?" She asked, in mock pretense. "Who would've thought? You're welcome by the way. I gotta go now." She was up from the bed in a second, and in the bathroom packing her stuff in the next.

A while passed before he spoke up again. “Do you have a favorite toy, doll?” I blushed when I realized that he wasn’t asking me for just any type of toy, but for one from my hidden storage.“I-” I opened my mouth to try to say something, but something clogged my throat, and no words left me.“I think you are a wand girl, aren’t you?”A familiar material touched my belly and continued going downwards.“I bet you like to feel the magic.” He clicked some buttons and the device started buzzing, coming to life.I gasped at the sensation. He was holding it just above my clit, enough to feel the vibrations, but not enough for me to actually enjoy them. I tried to wiggle my way, but the more I wiggled, t

The hiding of the clan, however, is the real horror of this world I now live in. The Blackclaw clan hides in the space between worlds, or so I’ve eavesdropped/heard Krono explain one time. On one side, the clan borders the dark forest of a world full of monsters. It is said that the dark forest hides vampires, extinct in be human world, witches and warlocks like Krono, and other human myths come to life. It is said that Lorez found a magical stone that teleported him to this world, where he first met Krono. From there, the tyranny that is Blackclaw began.

James just watches her sister go, until she was out of her sight. "You'll get over him one day, sis." he whispered to himself. =============================== Yuri is on her bed, while crying non-stop. She doesn't understand why everything has to change. Why does Van need to leave their hometown? What's the big deal of going to University, anyway? She has secretly harboring special feelings for Van for a very long time already. She can still remember the very first day she met Van. She remembered the day when her brother invited Van to their house just to hang out.

He worked her with ruthless precision—fingers thrusting, slowly at first, then increasing his pace, maintaining eye contact as she writhed in front of him. The vibrator still humming on her clit. "Kade—!" Her back arched, nails raking his hair. "I'm just getting started, Kayda." His voice was a dark promise. I should've been disgusted. I should have walked away. But my feet stayed rooted. My thighs pressed tighter. And worst of all—my pussy was throbbing. He flipped her onto her knees, mouth devouring her from behind. The sounds she made—gasping, whimpering—sent heat pulsing between my legs.

And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans. She also heard about werewolves and witches but she lacked information about them. But she knew werewolves were supposed to have golden eyes and they were as strong as vampires. Though when it came to special abilities, werewolves lacked it compared to vampires. Information about witches was the hardest to find. They were almost extinct, according to the journal of a witch hunter she had read written a few decades ago. "If you are so sure that I'm not human, what do you think I am then?" questioned Reed, his eyes looking at hers intently as if he wanted to see through her soul.