Sona_Camille

Mike Onan is a human teenager who lives a normal life with his parents in Jade city; a simple town with a moderate population. However,  things go from normal to extraordinary when he becomes friends with Meghan, who turns out to be a WITCH! A magical being, believed to only be read about in books or seen in movies.
Still hoping that he isn't dreaming, Mike helps Meghan find out who the Archenemy(an evil spirit who according to legend causes destruction and who's aim is to conquer the nine covens) is. 
Does his 'friendship' with Meghan change his life for better or worse?

Kissed By A  Witch

Valerie was more than thrilled. This was her first time meeting people her age at the hospital. She was accustomed to doctors and the 'hundreds' of medicine she was asked to take. Mike was nice to her, nicer than the doctors that insisted that treatment was what she needed. 


She began to draw in her colouring book. 


'Ye…llow.' She smiled as she coloured. 


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Meanwhile Forneius was at the manor seeking answers to his confounding ailment. He couldn't wrap his head around what was happening to him. He had tried to cure himself with different spells, but he couldn't. He decided it was time to pay an old acquaintance a visit.


'Oh Lord Forneius! You're very charming.' An unclothed woman giggled beside him, breaking his thoughts.


'Oh yes of course.' She smiled, placing her arm on his chest.


Forneius found the woman irritating. He hated flattery and she seemed to be an aficionado of it. She was also very chatty and overly plump. He wasn't sure why exactly she was here. She was clearly not the type of female Uziel would've chosen for him. Just then, he remembered ordering Uziel not to visit the manor. Again, he began to feel a familiar severe pain in his chest.


'Get out!' He tried to say painlessly. 


'O…Okay my Lord.' She hesitated as her eyes searching for an explanation on his face.


He glared at her as she reached for the bedsheet. She quickly dropped it, flustered. Her eyes spun as she hurriedly searched for her clothing. She became even more anxious when she couldn't find it.


'Where'd I drop it?' She tried to recall.


She immediately met Forneius' merciless gaze as he laid motionless on the bed. She promptly realized that she was lucky to still be breathing. Her limbs grew weaker by the second, she felt like a rope was tied around her chest. She ran out as fast as her legs could carry her with her arms around her ample bosom. 


Forneius gritted his teeth in discomfort. He wasn't going to let the mere bed warmer see him, Master of the Third coven, in pain. She was a mere commoner and worse, she was a woman. He inhaled and exhaled irregularly to prevent him from shutting down, but he couldn't help it. His eyes were gradually closing against his will, but the pain didn't discontinue. He knew how this went, there was no point struggling further. He gave in.


CHAPTER 34: HUNDREDS OF MEDICINE