Webnovel Author: Mary_Boogaard - Novel Collection

Like puppets, the two Wiccans rose and were dragged by an invisible force towards her. The air around the two Wiccans kept the two of them from moving, like an invisible tornado. Isabel ignored how Johnathan started to fight against the compact dirt that bound him. She ignored how Miriam kept pleading with her. Isabel gripped the athame that previously severed Johnathan's dominant arm from his body.

The Ventus Custos

Fantasy · Mary_Boogaard

Dirt rose up upon her command and bound Johnathan within until only his head was visible. From the corner of her eye, she saw James pick up the two Wiccans with his magic and continuously slam them into the side of a brick building until they were knocked unconscious. It broke her heart that these Wiccans could so easily ignore her when she gave her warnings. Did they think because she was a minor that she would not live up to her word? She studied Johnathan, who held his head up high. "Was I not clear?"

The Ventus Custos

Fantasy · Mary_Boogaard

She was his master, his friend, and everything that the Thuban Coven was supposed to be. Isabel was the only person he trusted to have her back, and if he had to choose between the Thuban Coven and Isabel; he would pick Isabel until the end of time and Magick. "If I don't act, more innocence to summoned demons. I might lose control, James. Besides the anger that burns in my soul, I have obligations that I have to live up to, sworn oaths that I made in the name of Magick. A severed limb in the place or the loss of a trained Livingstone Custos? There is no one in the Magick community who would turn against one who guards the Custos, James."

The Ventus Custos

Fantasy · Mary_Boogaard

"Yes, Madame Fenstermacher." Isabel said, curtsying when she left the warm embrace. She placed her hand on her forehead, and slowly moved it down to her chin whilst she chanted, "Obstrepat!"

The Ventus Custos

Fantasy · Mary_Boogaard

"Return to your master, Baptiste, for you have severed your purpose well." The girl whispered before the sword faded out of this realm. Her pale hand clenched before fishing into her cloak for a lighter to burn the blood before the twinkling lights from the stars gave way to the sun and someone reported his to the police.

The Ventus Custos

Fantasy · Mary_Boogaard

"Joey! Just shut up and sit down," Sharon said. Emilia was told that there was only going to be one other girl in the house. She was given a rundown of everyone before they came over for a dinner. Her uncles and father wanted to slowly introduce everyone before making the move to have the teens over full-time. The girl had already opened her lunch bag and was starting to eat her lunch. "You're making a scene with your big mouth. Emilia will tell us if she's being bullied if she wants to, don't be forceful with her."

Dark Starling

Teen · Mary_Boogaard

Every student of Clinton Madison's Eastern Senior High, not to be mistaken for Clinton Madison's Western Senior High, knows very well of Mr. Charlton and his not-so-secret closet fanboy obsession with any hero of the celebrated Association of Patrons, Protectors, and Supers. Everyone knows the Association as APPS. Highlighted in every English lesson, graded written assignments within his comments, and assigned summer readings of the sophomore and senior English classes is the theme of heroes overcoming villains.

Dark Starling

Teen · Mary_Boogaard

Observations Before Assumptions

Dark Starling

Teen · Mary_Boogaard