Share
Phantasm
Related chapters
Little Red Riding Witch Territorial
[Rosalynd] “Let go, baby.” Axel tries to ease my fingers from Alexa’s throat. “No,” an unfamiliar growl resonates from deep within my throat. My claws dig in a bit deeper, making Alexa whimper. I smile, “She is trying to take our pup. She is a threat.” “This is not you, Rosie,” Axel tries to send soothing thoughts through our bond but I also feel his fear and anxiety and feed off of that instead, letting it fuel my anger. “If I kill her,” I grunt slowly around clenched teeth. “The problem goes away.” “She’s not worth it, lov
Little Red Riding Witch The Truth About Giants
[Rosalynd] “That was an Earthquake,” Axel dismisses it. “I don’t even think it was that bad. Maybe a 3.6?” “Sounds like it knocked down one of the giants,” Patrick shrugs as if things like this happen every day out here in the woods. “It’s always a bit loud when things like that happen.” “Giants!,” I squeak. “Giants are real?!!” My eyes must appear ridiculous with shock because the two men look over at me and begin to laugh. “Oh sweetie,” Patrick reaches over and pats me on the shoulder. “I forgot that you are new to these p
Little Red Riding Witch Walking in Shadow
[Gideon] Evander, Antigone, and Rainy are standing in front of us ringed in shadow, a layer of steam rising from their clothing as their bodies adjust to the difference in temperature between the subterranean Fae Realm and the surface world. The three of them look ragged and tired as if they were running to catch up with us the entire way from Arcata to here. And maybe they had. "Evander," I walk forward. "Whatever are you doing out of bed?" I am glad to see my friend but also worried. We only sent him to Faerie a few hours ago completely unconscious and so damaged that Antigone could do nothing to help him. Now he
Little Red Riding Witch Uninvited Guests
[Rosalynd] Slone is standing above us, or at least I think it is her. She looks nothing like herself. Where once she had gently waving brown hair, the straight white bob is unnaturally white, almost silver. Her skin glows like it has been freshly polished, perfectly tanned, and massaged with sweet almond oil. As the mist shrouding her body reforms into a chic black pantsuit, which she is wearing while topless, the front of the jacket reveals cleavage down to the belly button. On her feet are a pair of heels that would be impossible to run with, but something about how the lightning crackles at her fingertips tells me that she isn't going to do much running. We are.
Little Red Riding Witch Waiting in the Wings
[Gideon] Slone. Always so alone, even when surrounded by others. She doesn't realize how brightly she shines. How good she makes others feel. She is distracted, the master warlock is speaking through her. His influence is like an infection. It needs to be cut from her, the wound cauterized, burning out the dark taint. Slowly, I approach. Evander and the others are moving in the shadows of the trees, helping those in need escape the damage she is causing. I was the one tasked with finding and helping Rosie.
Little Red Riding Witch Find Her
[Axel] Someone is shaking me, but my eyes are not working. I cannot seem to get my eyelids to pull open no matter how I try. So instead of opening them, I try to wave my arms, but my arms are too heavy as well. I only know one thing that can weaken me to this degree. Wolfbane. Somebody dosed me with wolfsbane. But who? "I'm awake," I manage to croak. "I just can't move. Wolfsbane." "Grab his ankles," Gideon's voice commands as many hands lift my body. "What do you eat for breakfast?" Jasper's sarcastic voice is easy to recog
Little Red Riding Witch Disenchanted
[Rosalynd] I am tied to a cold, hard chair. I think it might be one of those folding metal chairs. My eyes are blindfolded. There is some kind of gag in my mouth, making it hard to swallow. I didn't realize my mother was so afraid of me that she needed to make sure I couldn't see, speak, or move. The floor is vibrating. I hear a low roar and feel the occasional lurch. Are we moving? Moving my head to the side, I try to hear the surrounding sounds. Do they have me tied to a chair in a van? Who does that? The van lurches forward, and my chair starts to slide. I can't believe they tied me to a chair in the first place. Why not just hogtie me like a reasonable kidnapper? What was Enchantra thinking? Was this her idea or were they just improvising?
Little Red Riding Witch Traveling by Map
[Gideon] “All of us,” I indicate the four of us in this room. "Jasper can use his natural ability as an oracle to scry for her with our connection as to her as Rosalynd’s fated lovers to use as his compass." I pull a silk handkerchief out of my pocket, a piece of fabric I keep just in case I need to cast an impromptu spell. It is good to have a purified surface, and I cannot always depend on other spaces having this attribute. Placing it on Axel's well-polished coffee table I look up and ask, "Do you have a map of Northern California?" "I might," Axel stumbles to his feet on unstable legs. "My father is a traditionalist and prefers to travel using road maps. I keep some of his spares around in c
Latest chapter
- Little Red Riding Witch See You Next Time
- Little Red Riding Witch New Opportunities
- Little Red Riding Witch And Babies Make Family
- Little Red Riding Witch Now and Forever
- Little Red Riding Witch The White Sword
- Little Red Riding Witch The Gray Shield
- Little Red Riding Witch Dreams and Nightmares
- Little Red Riding Witch Dark Wedding
- Little Red Riding Witch Not Quite Right
