Enchanted Narissa 소설 & 이야기

Ahren is suddenly in front of her, catching her as the graveyard is plunged into darkness. “Mom!” He lifts his hand, and I can see blood. Guilt and worry rip through me as I rush to her side and instantly whisper a healing spell. “I-I’m fine…” Delsanra groans. She’s back in her human form again. I feel a glimmer of relief, but don’t stop performing the spell, my mind spinning with what we have learned. So, if anything is possessing the king, like a djinn, their command is not absolute,” Ahren murmurs. “But Enrique isn’t possessed, so how did that crazy woman get him to agree to make her his Luna?”

My hand flew to the hidden necklace in the drawer below, as if the voice might reach through walls and seize it. Tremaine faltered. “Anastasia swore she saw it. But when we checked, it was only a dull necklace. Nothing more. Perhaps my daughter was blinded by her desire.” “But how else does she resist?” the voice pressed. “No one can. Unless she carries it. Find it. Tear it from her. Do not fail me, Tremaine.”

Serena nodded. . . . . . It took forever, but Naya was finally done dressing the human. Her gown shimmered in icy blue and fiery red, gloves to match, a small tiara glittering like starlight, earrings that caught every flicker of light. Naya styled her hair until golden-brown waves cascaded down her back. Serena looked like a queen. Exactly as Naya intended. But Naya wasn’t done. She held up a vial of glowing water. “This is enchanted. One drop in your eye, you won’t need those glasses ever again. You’ll see perfectly.”

Nicholas breathed, his face turning ashen, “but she…” "She is a princess of the realm," Vardos corrected, stepping into my space, completely unbothered by my weapon. "And she is the only thing you have that is worth the lives of my pack. Give me Arissa. We wed at dawn. By noon, ten thousand Lycans will be marching south."

" Tsk. Nerissa clicked her tongue walking over to the bars Christopher was smiling at her with a smugexpression. 'He's looking down on me. On our entire blood line?' She steadied herself and moved forward confidently taking his finger in her mouth. !!! ROOOOOOAAAAR! Her head shook with a beastly roar, she felt as though her world was spinning at a dizzying rate. Her eyes went wide as her head filled with a vision of a monster with violet eyes marching forward with an army in black following behind him, a woman who could only be described as divine, yet horrifying floating behind him almost ethereal her arms draped around his neck. Her smile almost as frightening and confident as the one Chri

your name is Nysera. She looked up, her voice a whisper. "Nysera?" "It is an old word," Malzareth replied, a faint, cruel smile touching his lips. "It means... nothing." He turned his back on her. "Take her away. There is no need waste resources experimenting on her anymore, She'll serve only as a servant, doing the chores she has been doing till now. "As you command, Lord Malzareth," the priests bowed. One priest murmured to think that, "I thought she will claim the chance to elevate her position'' tsk... it seems she's only fit for the life of slave. Another priest chimmed in as he looked down and laughed at her. She remained kneeling on the cold floor long after the chamber had emptied. S

Her focus was now only one: protect Ivan, who would soon become her official lover if they managed to escape from their attackers. A stream of energy began to surround her, in the form of sand (as she was from an earth element), moving like waves, driving back arrows coming back at them. Her eyes, which had been closed as she was busy concentrating all her concentration on the spell, finally opened, revealing hazel irises. In one flick, the arrows disappeared from her sight. "Ivan, can you make a dimensional portal like that time?" Ursula pressed the wound on her left shoulder, which was getting more painful, leaving the shield still moving to block the arrows that kept coming at them from v

Clyde, I hope you’re ready for the bewitchment from Tasyang who is so in love with you. She could even laugh out loud because of what she was thinking, but she chose not to. You’re mine, Clyde. I’ll be Mrs. Natasha Del Espania. Carve that on a stone!

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

He then walked to the desk, where he had placed his book, and began flipping through the pages. "Here," he said, tapping his finger on a specific page. I crouched down to read the faint letters. "The Royal Curse of Narcissa. The first royalty to possess the blood of a werewolf and a mythological creature. Narcissa is considered a forbidden fruit, and her existence is a curse. The royalty was killed at the age of 18." I raised my eyebrows at Marcelo, who was waiting for a shocked reaction from me. However, I remained expressionless. Marcelo spoke again, "This Royal curse is connected to Aria."