w.i.t.c.h merry cristmias

    Ch.1
    "If she isn't real then why is she in my head?"
Jean asked.
    "Maybe your powers made her!" Scott said.
    Jean and Scott sat on the steps infront the institute,
Jean knew this girl, she kept popping in her mind, Jean
remembered the dream she had where it showed the girl
watching Jean and the other teens at the institute, she
had short red hair, brown eyes and she wore a گلابی
bell-top and a blue سکرٹ, گھیرنا with long purple boots.
    "I know she's real!" Jean stood up.
    "Do...

Find me, تلاش for my face

Head north; my ہوم awaits

Escape their grasp into my embrace

My love for آپ is the heaviest among all weights

To say that this voice was making Will shiver was the understatement of the century. It was sending chills to Will's every single core, making her دل stammer in her chest and her head feel very light. The voice also refreshed and uncovered new feelings. The sensation of comfort and soothe brought سے طرف کی this melody was like Will had never felt before.

Her skin was ultra sensitive, and she could feel the lady with this angelic, deep voice gently touching her arm...