Webnovel Author: CailinMatthews - Novel Collection

All of the fairies outside the room gasped when they saw the little spaces of the vines emitting gold specks of light. Soon, it then was on fire, surprising them once more when they saw a powerful fairy emerge from the room for its escape.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

How could she be this strong?

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

"You have to tell me where that child is! You have to--"

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

"How dare you touch me!? How dare you--"

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

"You will never see the child again, Aluxio. That is my dying wish."

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

Aluxio raised his hand to hit Avilyn. However, as he was about to do so, the fairy before him stood and magically appeared in front of him, holding his face quick and elegantly.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

"You dare speak my name when I am your king," he said, his words piercing her straight in the heart as if he was talking to a stranger. "Where is the child?" he asked yet again, Avilyn, shaking her head to answer him honestly.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

"Avilyn." King Aluxio called her name once more, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he looked at her as if she were trash. "Where is the child?"

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

If looks could kill, he would have stabbed her many times already.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

The comment caught everyone's attention and they all looked at the Grim Reaper. Amon remained oblivious to the sudden silence as he stood apart from the crowd. The black poet shirt softened his demeanor but the grim line of his lips overshadowed it. Lilith gripped the bell sleeves of her red medieval dress.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy

The comment caught everyone's attention and they all looked at the Grim Reaper. Amon remained oblivious to the sudden silence as he stood apart from the crowd. The black poet shirt softened his demeanor but the grim line of his lips overshadowed it. Lilith gripped the bell sleeves of her red medieval dress.

Death's Lover

Fantasy · MysticAmy