Lahat ng Kabanata ng World's Most Powerful Sorceress (Completed): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

I woke up at exactly nine in the morning, had breakfast until ten, after which I got ready for the hearing. I put on dark blue tight-fitting jeans, a white top, a black blazer with ¾ sleeves and finally matching pumps.At eleven thirty, Dylan and I had left the apartment and now at 11:56 am I was in the courtroom. The judge would enter the room punctually at twelve o'clock and open the proceedings, but there were still fou

It had started to rain and thick drops of water fell from the sky. I had put a protective film over my coat so that the drops would roll off, but my hair, which I had tied in a ponytail, slowly soaked up with the rainwater."Area 2 check", I announced through my small, modern headset.

"Hello Marya, is Dylan busy right now?" Dylan's assistant wrinkled her nose and adjusted her glasses. “To you, Miss June de Moisk, my name is still Miss Bell - and yes, Mister Toul is busy right now. Werewolves have been negotiating with the inspector for over an hour. You will have to wait. ""Well, I don't seem to have any other choice," I said exaggeratedly politely and sat down in one of the small armchairs that were in front of her desk. She accepted it disapprovingly

After scouring 64 books and 224 internet forums in two days, looking for a spell that could break dwarf magic, I heard a key being inserted into the door lock of the apartment. So Dylan was finally released from the hospital and returned to his home. My anger flared up for the thousandth time in these two days and I clawed at Raven's spellbook that I was rummaging through for a suitable spell.The key in the lock was turned and the door opened. I tried to ignore Dylan and stared obse

The night had been long and we hadn't left the police headquarters until early in the morning. Now we were sitting in an almost completely empty café and were silent. I was caught in my grief and Dylan could only stand by and watch. You could tell that he wanted to do something, want to cheer me up, but he was powerless.Listlessly, I stirred my long-cold coffee and sighed for the hundredth time when Dylan's cell phone suddenly began to ring. He promptly dug it out of his