Akemi Homura Witch Novels & Stories

When she nodded again, Artemis' composure changed slightly of unsettlement, "You have a Witch with you, do you not?" "We do. She's actually the leader of the coven now. Well, of the Light Witches anyway." Amira said, "But she's never seen or faced off against these things either." "You have killed one, yes?" She asked her. "Yeah, when it was about to eat my Mate." Amira rested a hand over her heart, "He managed to throw a grenade into its..." Amira put her hands together in an attempt to show the Goddess a demonstration of the monster's jaws, "mouth and it exploded."

she laughed excitedly, “He had to have a powerful amulet on him, the one made by witches!” “What do you mean saying “made by witches”?!” I called, nervously. “There is an amulet called “cor inane” which means “empty heart”. It requires any kind of object that is later filled with the power of the witch or even many witches. The amulet is set to devour magic aimed at the amulet's owner. The more witches charge the amulet, the more powerful it becomes. I bet that if it blocked your magic then it had to be charged by someone as powerful as the eldest,” Kira stated confidently.

**AUGUSTUS (quietly)** “She took down the entire wolf pack. Aiden escaped. We don’t know how.” **EMBER** lowered herself into a chair, her hands trembling. **EMBER** “She gave us a chance.” **ASHER** stared at the screen, jaw clenched, unmoving. He remembered the first time Akira had shown him her magic—casually lighting a candle with a snap of her fingers, smirking like it meant nothing. This was not that woman. This was a warrior.

“I'm glad you still love it, child,” “It still tastes like the good times,” I dropped the cup, bringing my attention to the woman before me. At one glance Acacia could easily seem like a witch in her forties, but that was just an illusion from magical spells. The witch before me had lived a very very long life, right before the time of my grandma, Tamara. They had been best friends. Although Cora's mother, Tamara had been a supreme witch, my mother Cora hadn't inherited any of her witch's powers, instead, she had been a pure-blooded wolf, inheriting my grandfather's wolf gene.

He had been formulating and destroying the ideas, and situations that could lead to a harmonious conversation between him and the witch. It was all because Akhim told him that the witch had no worries, and she lived her whole life, living it to the fullest. But she got offended easily if one didn’t pay attention to the choice of words while talking to her. Estella and Valor had been doing the same calculations, but they weren’t aware of the nature that this magic prodigy possessed. While Akhim was the only one, who was here assisting all these people, and

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

She's been thriving in isolation, showing herself to the wizard and witch community only on occasions like the annual meeting and the monthly reporting. It was tough. Really tough. For her to choose the path to serve to Aikya Village and forgo of all pleasures in the world. But her great granddaughter ought to pull the old witch out of her doom state, into the light. Lucien was a big helping hand. Maybe all werewolves were like the sun, so bright with ideas and in the heart. Unlike someone who claims to be half Basilisk. "She's not gonna tolerate my mischief anymore. She'd be more angry to see me with all of you, I bet." Says Ema.

"Well, that's good, right?" "It would be if it didn't come with past baggage. Most seers only see the future. Only the most powerful seers used to see the past. It was even rarer to find one who could see both the past and the future. You can see both." "Which means she is as rare as she is powerful." Ace surmised. "Why do you say it like that? Like it is not a good thing?" "That's because Luna here is a reincarnation of Amaya, the seer. She was the most powerful witch back in the day. That's why your wolf is an omega."

I huffed and looked away. “We all know when a witch dies, all the magic she had done; good or bad will neutralize. Well, Aurora was part of the witches who turned hunters to stone and the hunter she turned into a stone was one of the most powerful ones. Drax Amacon!” Immediately the words came out of his mouth, I felt the tension in the air.

"Do not speak. The magic is still waking up inside you. It will hurt if you fight it." Pain exploded in my back where the wings had come out. I gasped and grabbed onto the warrior holding me. My vision went in and out. One second I saw the red moon. The next I saw nothing but darkness and moving shadows. "Why are you helping me?" I managed to ask between breaths. "Because you are the one we have waited for," the warrior said. His voice was calm but urgent. "The Forbidden Witch. The one who carries the old blood. Now hold on. This next part will not be gentle."