The Witch's Son

Hawthorn is a small, quiet village located five miles from the coastline on the southern end of the county. Its population is about one hundred people max. It is the halfway point between our hidden valley and our coven's temple, which is just through the woods.Whenever my mam went to the village to get groceries she would leave me at home.When I would ask her why I couldn't come with she would tell me that the villagers would kill me if they found out about me. She said they would fear how dangerous I could become and they would ki

Lizzie sunk back into her seat as Cleo stood up and made her way to the podium. The skulls crunched slightly as she sat, a sign that the bones were old and were weakening." Looks like I need more skulls." Lizzie chuckled, the smirk on her lips told me she really just wanted to hunt.Blood and bone witches get the blood and bones from mortals, so they developed a tradition of making the hunt for the perfect blood or bone a game. It was a gruesome game that left many dead- mainly young women and children because their blood and bones a

                                                    * Tobias's POV* After the testing, Cleo, Naomi, and I left into different rooms to get ready for the party. They both didn't say one word to me, they didn't even look at me.I closed the door of my room behind me and sunk down to the floor. As I hit the floor my falcon shrieked and flew to a ledge and perched h

Naomi, Cleo, and I slowly walked back to the arena. Halin and Lily flew ahead of us. " Looks like they like each other." Naomi smiled up at them. " Mm just like you guys." Cleo added. 

Most people wake up to the sweet sound of birds chirping. Or they wake up to the smooth words of a loved one, or maybe the smell of their favorite breakfast wakes them up. I on the other hand woke up to the sound of my mam yelling at me. " Come on hurry up we don't want to be late. You know Veronica doesn't like it when people are late!" My mam yelled. I swear to satan I've never gotten ready so fast in my life. I slipped don my last shoe as we left the house. My first lesson of the day is apparently with Veronica. She will probably just tell us how strong the bond with our familiar is or something that we basically already know.  We hurried across the meadow. I'm frantically trying to keep up with my mam. I don't know why but a part of me thought that my mam would not go through Hawthorn, but she turned down the path into the village. " I thought we weren't going to come through here. After w