Yennefer Novels & Stories

I said. "Oops. Sorry." She shrugged sheepishly. 'I am Ellyana." ×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~× The group of us four halted in front of the great castle of Zyrenia, the werewolf Kingdom. But we were in the back. The twins led the way and opened a small secret gate in the wall that I would never had imagined was there. We entered into a garden which consisted of almost every flower that bloomed in the kingdom.

THE DISCOVERY OF ELENA The News of the discovery of a winter fairy spread across far and wide of Winterfell. The celebration event still went on as the queen of Winterfell called Aurora came in, she had tall slim figure with nice curves, her wings were as golden as gold, her dress made with colourful flowers and leaves, her hair were as brown as chocolate, her lips deep as blood and a beautiful crown made of ice on her head. She had come to see the new fairies and gave each of them special names. The fairy Born of light she gave Lumina, the fairy Born of wind she gave Faye, the fairy Born of water she gave Anahita and the fairy Born of winter she gave Elena. They were all welcomed by every f

Luca, on the other hand, followed me behind my back. Charlotte seemed to have a rather surprised reaction. “Greetings, Charlotte and… her mother, Ophelia Maine,” I said, slightly bowing towards them. Ophelia was mesmerized to see my appearance. “My, what a fine lad you are. May I inquire what business you have towards us?” She asked, observing me from left to right. I chuckled at her remarks and looked at the blushing Charlotte beside her. It seems like the princess didn’t expect that I’ll be showing my presence to her mom. “Pardon me for interrupting your talk. My name’s Damien Yves Etienne—” “Oh my! I heard of you, and your accomplishments!”

This swine told you that? "She's definitely delusional." "I would never send her to a horrid place like the isle of thorns." She snickered. "She's right your majesty, my mom would never do that, she's the nicest being on earth, with a heart of gold." Amelia said in her mother's defense. Her face had turned pale when she saw me in Derrick's arms. "Our queen is a wonderful person your majesty." "Gwen is a known liar, our queen would never send her on such a dangerous quest." Morgana who had been static all along chipped in. "I read minds too." Derrick reminded them. They all turned pale with fear. "Consider this a warning, don't touch a hair on Gwen's head." He warned the flustered wolves.

I growl out and I can feel my beast is on the surface. “Alpha Fenrir, please, we can resolve this. What has he done?” Adina looks at me and I turn my attention to her. “Tell him what you are!” I growl out and she looks at Darius as he looks at her, confused. “Please Fen, don’t do this.” Xena tries to plead and I growl at her, forcing her to look away. “I am Adina, the grand high white witch, sister of Xena the grand high dark witch.” I smirk at her as I turn my attention to Darius and he sighs, looking away from her as Gina is brought in.

Aurora said and Cindy groaned "Oh gosh...she's dumb" She mumbled "I'm coming in" Aurora tried again "Are you insane?! I said who are you?!" Cindy yelled and pushed her out again Aurora bite her lips "And who are you? Door keeper? Anyways,I am Aurora,Anna's best friend,happy now?" She asked "How come she never told me anything about you?" Cindy asked "So who are you?" Aurora asked "Cindy,her childhood friend and also her best friend" Cindy said proudly

It grows higher and higher. “I, Delsanra Diana Silver, summon you, Kalendra Isabel Esteren, to give me the answers that I seek from you. Come forth, daughter of Hecate, and answer me!” Her voice is deeper as it resonates from all around, strong, melodious and mystical, yet one that holds true power.

His gaze falls upon me, sweeping up from the tattered hem of my dress to meet my eyes, a silent acknowledgment of my presence in their midst. Rhaenan clears his throat, breaking the silence. "It is indeed she," he confirms, his voice carrying a note of solemnity. "Such captivating hair," another faerie remarks, stepping forward. This one is strikingly beautiful, with long, straight dark hair and piercing green eyes. With a graceful flourish, he takes my hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Baelorin." "Maerwynn," I reply, offering a tentative smile.

Mistress!” Yennefer exclaimed, coming running to my side as soon as I left my room. My favorite witch in the Red Circle coven, Yennefer was a natural murderer who had absolutely no pity or weakness. She was a prodigy all by herself. It was understandable why she became my second in charge. She was a small-time, pitiful thief before I met her. Her parents had abandoned her when she was only eight years old, believing her to be the devil’s embodiment after she had thrown her sister from the roof.

“The hybrid’s breaching the nexus, Aelys—hurry!” Zynara’s hybrid surges, its claws tearing the nexus’s shield, black-star chaos corrupting Elara’s golden fire. Theryn staggers forward, their light-blade dim, their voice a whisper. “Zynara, I’m here.” Their aura pulses, Veyra’s memory weakening the hybrid’s core, but Zynara’s hymn roars, her claws slashing Theryn, their aura nearly extinguished. Renn’s relics flare, his voice sharp. “Aelys, Theryn’s gone too far!”