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Eternal Love of a Witch

Thomas Phyla, Prince of the Megalima Kingdom, who had been cast out of his throne and cursed by the White Wizard, happened to cross paths with Amara Iris, a Witch who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Iris used Thomas as a means of escape from the swamp of death, but when she realizes how much he is suffering as a result of the White Wizard's curse, she feels driven to work with the Prince to break the spell and keep Thomas by her sides as a soul mate. Because of the White Wizard's curse, Thomas was always at risk of passing away, he always died and occasionally came extremely close to passing away. When Morgan Lloyd, the werewolf who is thought to have killed his pack, shows up, everything becomes a complete mess. Iris is confused when the man suddenly decides to make her his life-and-death partner. Iris will do what? Will she leave with Morgan as the wolf's lover or stick by Thomas until the end and aid him in breaking the White Wizard's curse? "You are mine as long as we are linked!" Iris. "Whatever happens, I won't leave you." Thomas. "We must be together. You are my partner. Don't look at other men!" Morgan. Which choice will Iris make? A journey filled with murder, sacrifice, love, and warmth begins!

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300 Chs

Challenges and Fears 2

The ground around her shook gently, the grass above swayed, the pebbles shifted from their place, as if something was moving on the ground, Sarah swallowed hard, she rushed to grab the wand she had thrown on the ground, pointing it at Iris.

Iris grins, her arms open, the wind blows harder, the sunflowers fall to the ground because the stems are not strong enough to support them, dust scatters in front of them, the woman's eyes turn red, her long hair floats into the air, her body is surrounded by light. blackish-red glow.

"I can't control this," Iris said with a mocking smile, warning her friend, Sarah gritted her teeth, she drew her wand from the sky at Iris, thunderous lightning appeared and aimed at Iris.

"BLAR!"

Iris didn't budge, she stayed where she was, smoke billowing from the lightning, but she wasn't hurt in the slightest.

Sarah was flabbergasted.

The ground beneath her feet churned, Sarah cast a spell, she swung her wand again, lightning struck again at Iris, not once, but over and over again.

Iris was unaffected in the slightest as if Sarah's attack was nothing big, she remained motionless, the ground around her was scorched and smoky, the grass had turned black, the sunflowers around her were scorched by Sarah's lightning strike.

"CRACK!"

Sarah looked down, a hand rising from the ground beneath her feet, clasping her feet. Sarah shrieked in disgust, kicking the hand in the air, it was terrible, the flesh was peeling and had maggots wriggling around, the white bones showing in the exposed flesh, there was dried blood on each side.

The hands fell on the ground, forming lumps of black flesh, slowly forming a lifeless human body, his body bent, his hands drooping on both sides of his body, his eyes popped out, his mouth and jaw almost separated from his face, blood dripping from his face. The chest was hollow, his feet stomped on the ground with a quiver.

Sarah widened her eyes, unconsciously her body trembled violently.

Iris brings corpses to life! Is it possible that what they mean by brutal and sadistic is that the Red Witch can revive and control the dead?

The power of the great Witches was truly terrifying.

The sound of footsteps coming through the fire that devoured the sunflower fields, not only one corpse was in front of her now, but five corpses came in very ugly forms, some had no heads at all, their flesh fell every time they stepped, the sound of bones -bones rattling ear piercing.

"I'm not afraid, you know!" Sarah looked at Iris, her hands tightly clenched on both sides, lightning in the sky flashed towards the corpses, they shattered into pieces, their flesh, and body scattered everywhere.

Iris's face was flat, her eyes were completely red, her hands were outstretched as if controlling the corpse through an invisible thread, her lips were chanting incantations, her consciousness was slowly fading away, her head felt empty.

"Damn it! You really can't control it?!" Sarah cursed in annoyance, the pieces of the shattered body moving, gathered together, forming the same body.

Sarah gritted her teeth, she jumped to avoid the corpse's claws, she launched a kick, one of the corpses fell to the ground with its body folded.

Sarah looked at Iris who continued to chant, she stepped towards Iris, Sarah thought she had to defeat Iris first before she died silly in the hands of the corpse that Iris controlled. She can't lose.

"Ah!" Sarah screamed, one of the corpses clawed her back until it bled, she turned and found a headless corpse pointing its pointed nails at her face, Sarah quickly punched in the chest.

The corpse fell to the ground, his body split into two parts, forming two new bodies again, Sarah looked on in horror, this would never end, the more she used her physical or magical powers to destroy the corpses, the more she would continue to form new bodies and come back, attack Sarah.

But Sarah had no choice, she couldn't stay silent and surrender, her heart was too proud to lose, she was also one of the descendants of the great witches, she took a deep breath, calmed herself, and tried to concentrate.

Sarah's eyes flashed, she gripped her hands tightly, her body was enveloped in a strong blackish aura, with a quick movement, she slammed her hands on the corpses to shatter them into pieces.

Sarah wasted no time waiting for the corpses to gather and come back to life attacking her, she immediately turned and swung his hand towards Iris.

"BUGH!" Iris didn't dodge, she took Sarah's punch, blood spurted from her mouth, she coughed, her eyes instantly turned black. "You …."

Sarah didn't let Iris say any more, her feet hit Iris' stomach, the woman was thrown to the ground, she curled up, and looked back at Sarah.

The corpses behind Sarah came back to life, they were multiplying from time to time, not slow and stuttering, growling low and ready to tear Sarah apart.

Iris held her stomach which was kicked by Sarah, aching and throbbing in pain, she coughed again, this magic was very draining because she couldn't control them completely.

Sarah remained on her feet, she moved her body quickly and sent lightning from the sky, she snorted in annoyance, her hand again lashing out at Iris. Sarah's punch had a huge impact on her body, the corpses she had enchanted slowly fell and returned to the ground.

Iris was frozen stiff, her eyes glazed over, blood kept coming out of her mouth, her chest felt hot. Sarah's movements seemed very slow in her eyes, she felt her body limp and stiff, her fingertips couldn't move as the hand got closer she closed her eyes tightly-meeting.

It's over now!

Iris held her breath, she waited for a few seconds, she didn't feel the painful blow from Sarah, but a warm hand wrapped around her waist, her body was lifted into the air and landed in someone's arms.

"Fortunately we are fast."

Iris opened her eyes, a friendly voice greeted her, someone's warm breath touched her face, she found Morgan smiling widely at very close range.

The woman's face suddenly turned red to the ears. She was carried by Morgan's stout body, she glanced down and found Thomas standing in front of them holding a silver dagger.

Iris widened her eyes, her body stiffened. Sarah clutched the arm that had been slashed by the silver dagger, gasping for breath. "You're annoying shit," she said annoyed.

"Do you know what he's holding? It's silver, you'll die but still swear!" Morgan opened his poisonous mouth, he snorted, his face looking very annoyed. He didn't like Thomas' closeness to Iris, now he didn't like the weapons he had even more, and one more thing, he didn't like the ugly woman in front of him who had hurt Iris like this.

Sarah squealed, she stood up with squinted eyes, before long Gail came rushing from behind, she pulled out her sword to protect Sarah.

Thomas put on a cold face, so did Morgan, the man was already growling, he was about to lower Iris to the ground, but the woman's hand gripped her front shirt.

"Iris, are you okay?" Morgan asked worriedly, the woman's face was pale, she was coughing and bleeding. Thomas approached with a panicked face, he took Iris's cold hand.

"Cough… cough…" Iris coughed, fresh blood gushing from her mouth, her eyes slowly dimming, she lost consciousness. Morgan immediately sat Iris down on the ground and wiped her face, he called out Iris's name over and over again.

"Iris!"