A Discovery Of Witches Season 1 Novels & Stories

Overall the place seemed very grand, meant for a royal but then an image of the castle materialized into my head and the current place I was in was nothing compared to it. Thinking about the castle led my thoughts to William; oh how I missed him! I could feel the tears well up in my eyes when I realized what was about to happen; Elizabeth somehow transformed into my appearance and would go to my mate pretending to be me and live the life that was meant to be mine. "Why don't you take a seat and I'll explain everything to you, huh?" the kind lady asked in a soft tone of voice. I nodded my head in reply and took a seat on one of the many couches. "Well you see, My name is Margo and I'm one of

This discovery could be detrimental to all of us. “Who else have you told this to?” I asked. If all a hunter has to do is test our blood to figure out we are witches we are all in danger. “One of my colleagues, who went missing before I did” she said, “no one else. Not even Ben. Although, it wouldn’t surprise me if he figured it out.” “What else do you know?” I asked. “Sometimes I overhear them talking. They are looking for four witches with unique powers” she told me.

The last thing I needed was more trouble. By afternoon, the trees thinned out and the path joined a bigger road. I saw other travelers. A group of young mages chatting about academy entrance tests. A merchant with a cart full of glowing potions. I joined the flow of people, keeping my head down and listening. "Did you hear about the witch at the werewolf execution?" one mage whispered to his friend. "They say she grew dragon wings and disappeared. The Alpha King is furious. He has patrols out everywhere." I kept my face blank and walked past them. My heart beat faster. Kael really was not giving up. Good thing I looked nothing like the girl they burned at the stake.

The carriage man scratched the back of his head as he looked everywhere else being suddenly anxious obviously, having the eyes of the mysterious lady on him had a powerful effect. Was he scared of her? Hell, he was. "It's just... they say witches are ugly. Is it true?" His real bother was soon revealed by his statement. As that was when the disturbed princess took a short breath of relief inside her veil. For a moment she thought the carriage man started doubting her identity but luckily that was not the case... But still Princess wanted to be careful about everything she was doing. Hence taking a dangerous step forward towards the already terrified carriage man, Princess Rosemary uttered bl

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin

Tomorrow night. But the evidence is right there in front of me, bathing my room in its unholy light. The Seventh Solstice is happening now. My mind races back to the information I had gathered, the intelligence I had spent decades collecting. I had captured a dark witch—one of their inner circle—and extracted every detail about their plans. T, I couldn’t trust what she would say so I directly searched her memories, and they had been clear, unambiguous. The seer of the dark witches had divined that the Seventh Solstice would occur tomorrow night.

She wanted something different, something unique and wondered what that would be. She walked back to the shelve and started searching until a huge book with black and gold edges caught her attention. She pulled out the book and it read "The Witches Spell book." She gasped and guiltily looked around the Library. She had never been able to cast spells and she had even lost whatever powers she ever had. She pondered and contemplated between reading and dropping the book but her curiosity got the better part of her and off she went with the book to one of the seats she had just cleaned.

The situation was becoming increasingly dire, and I needed answers to understand what was afflicting my daughter. “It’s Dedusa,” Margaret finally uttered, revealing the dreadful truth. The name I had come to dread now held significance in my daughter's predicament. The realization hit me like a physical blow—Dedusa, the sinister witch, was now possessing my daughter. My heart sank, and I was left speechless. The room seemed to grow still, heavy with the weight of the revelation.

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: