Akemi Homura Witch Novels & Stories

I can see funny quizzical faces wondering at the magic that just occurred, but I don’t say anything as I begin to hear Welma’s voice again. “I just erected an isolation spell so no outsider will listen into the conversation” She informs us indifferently, sitting down on the single sofa. Before anyone can inquire about that, she speaks, “Yes, I’m not an ordinary human. I’m a Witch.” She enforces silence with her revelation just now, getting into a serious mood to address us. “You already know of Mari’s special identity, but you’ve yet to know the extent her powers span. The flames she wields are nothing peculiar, but there’s a crucial exception- the black flames.”

she whispered coldly. With a flick of her arm, she hurled him away like a rag doll. He crashed into the ground, cracking the earth beneath him. Meanwhile, Amelia, though human and physically powerless, was a storm of arcane destruction. She had spent years at the side of the Head Witch, learning forbidden spells and collecting ancient curses. Now, she poured all of that dark knowledge into a single, desperate act.

I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper "Mia, a witch? How is that even possible?" Hanson's gaze held a mix of sympathy and understanding as he met my eyes. "It is the only explanation for all that has transpired," he explained "The witches have targeted her for a reason, Ace. And that reason lies in her dual nature as both werewolf and witch. She's most likely the zeremonie they need. That's the only reasonable explanation for them capturing her. The witches don't do things without reason"

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

" .... So that's why they needed that bone well! They were trying to support the child and create strong witches." Hikaru fist taps his palm at the realization. " And also for Bankotsu to waste craploads of magic on over the top unbelievable illusions." V7 added. " How horrid! But why would they need more witches?" Akari whined. " Probably to create more baker witches. " I guessed with an unsure shrug. " Baker Witches?" Kagome asked looking for more clarification. " Witches that are able to bring back the death by baking a body made out of herbs and the bones of the dead person. The soul would be forced back into the body and would require the souls of the death to continue living. Exhibit A

I mumble nervously while Ash dumbfoundedly mimicks my short welcome, my hand raising sheepishly as I flash the room an awkward wave causing them to burst into a melody of joyous squeals and whispered compliments as they horde around us like a wild swarm. “I did tell you I would, Akemi,” Marie’s tone implies offence, her cheerful demeanour disappearing as she addresses the outspoken witch. “Well, I sure lost that bet,” Akemi looks towards the giggling witches surrounding us, sitting herself back down as she crosses a leg over her other knee, brushing down her lemon pleated skirt before reaching for the tea set sat on the table before her. “The bet?” Blair folds her arms as she steps away from

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

Agatha said vaguely. “Then why did you bring me here?” Alexei inquired, growing more uneasy. “I was curious about you. Amacus wants you badly,” the witch said, a hint of malice in her voice. Alexei gasped, realizing this witch was connected to the dark wizard. Anger surged within her, and she struggled to free herself from the roots. “Let me go!” she demanded. “Not a chance,” Agatha said, her voice cold yet calm. “Then show yourself!” Alexei insisted.

"How sure are we that we can trust you?" Gabriel glared at her with barely contained fury, but he said nothing. Probably because he knew she had a point. Zayne raised his hands in a placating gesture. "Look, we all need to work together here. Fighting amongst ourselves isn't going to help anyone." He paused and then added, "Most importantly, Azumi is going to be the one training Amara to control and harness her powers. Because Azumi here is something extremely rare—she's a hybrid, both witch and werewolf."