Alien Witches Novels & Stories

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

When we got into the basement I first a man sitting in a dark corner with chain all around him, not asking question I follow Asthon to where a woman was siting and laughing hysterically which send shivering down my spine. When she look up and saw Asthon standing there " Oh look it's the Alpha" look directly at me she say " Oh it's the Witch that I almost had for dinner" she went back to her creepy laugh. " What are you doing here Dear? , looking for protection?" Moving closer to the bar she goes" This pack can't protect you from what's coming!" " What exactly is coming?" I spoke for the first time that we walk in the basement. " The Alpha death of course and his pack" she say cheerfully.

If witches where getting involved in the Royal Santos Lycan pack, that meant they expected another attempt from the rebels and the red headed witch. “They will create a scenario which will test your senses to their limits. You are required to use your senses to walk up to this lantern and extinguish its flame.” He places the lantern on the muddy patchy grass ground as one of the witches lights the candle with a flick of her finger. The witches all move to stand in front of the lantern, all four standing in a line but distanced out. Almost positioning themselves in an attack formation. Two of the witches looked identical, they must be twins. Both had long straight blonde hair styles in exactl

Ilyra explained, her voice gentle but firm as she held the old woman’s hand. "The Nexus? You're both fools if you think you can just walk into the center of the marsh and take what you want, because the path is guarded by the Drowned Witches now," Hestia said, and she looked up at me with a grim, knowing smile that chilled me to the marrow. "They are the spirits of the women your pack threw into the black pools during the raids, and they’ve spent the last twenty years waiting for a Rauvenhollow wolf to come back so they can pull him down into the silt and keep him there forever."

We burst into the corridor together, my mind racing. The pack is already in chaos. Warriors pour from their quarters, half-shifted, weapons drawn. Fires blaze at the borders, lighting up the treeline in flickering orange. Then I see them. Creatures crawl out of the shadows with enlongated claws, bodies alien like, shaped like wolves but warped, their bodies too long, eyes glowing an unnatural violet. Dark symbols burn into their fur, pulsing with magic. Witchcraft. My stomach drops. “They’re not attacking randomly,” Antonio shouts from afar, eyes wide with terror. “They’re moving toward the Alpha’s wing!”

Caleb said, looking between Aiden and Ally who looked at each other, speaking with their eyes. It was Aiden that replied "The wolves were able to win the war that they called the great purge so many years ago because some witches helped them. Led by a sect of witches, called the Marin witches. Doro–" He winced, as if the name burned him "Dorothea was one of those witches. She captured me for a time and when I escaped, I killed all of them that I could find, saving her for last. I killed her. She has to be dead and someone is trying to use her name–"

“Watching you, interacting with you, seeing how you interact with others—I’ve seen enough.” “Enough what?” Thea said. “We witches have a different goddess than yours,” Allegra said. “Hecate. Some wolves assume she’s evil, but she’s not. Witches, like werewolves, have the freedom to choose what they do with their powers. You have chosen to help the oppressed. Others have chosen to be oppressors. To have the power of an Alpha and use it to abuse wolves who can’t fight back and who would love them and serve them by choice if given the freedom—that’s evil. Your moon goddess is not evil. There are witches like those evil Alphas. But there are more good than bad.”

" why any of them guilty? have the witches ever had anyone?” “ Of course. the use of black magic is what made Alpha Joseph fear them the most.” she explained. “ Regular magic was always welcomed. Alpha Joseph had several which were at his beck and call. He carried them around when he went to pack meetings. when we met up with other alphas and even when he went into the human world. they protected him better than the Warriors could. and they were great companions. witches have always been women. There has never been a male witch born in centuries. and so, alpha Joseph off and let his desires get the better of him. and he treated him like concubines. exchanging them like clothes. forcing them

“When I failed, he locked me up and tortured me. But I learned all of his secrets.” He coughed, struggling to speak. Gasping for air, he started speaking again. “He is working with the witches in abducting human pregnant women and the hybrid children.” “What?” The information caught me by surprise. My mind reeled. What in the world were they planning? “The witches are forming their army,” Richard continued. “They believe that the hybrids are far calmer and more composed than the werewolves and stronger than the humans. Alpha Ryan, with some packs in the valley, is abducting the humans and making them hybrid breeders. They are not mates of any werewolves… They are just soft targets.”

Parker asked worriedly. “Simple,” The elder smiled. “You need to get the Witch to fall in love with you,” Love? The Alpha’s head seemed to spin “Oh? That’s all?” The Alpha’s gamma, Bren spoke up. “Not exactly,” The Alpha’s heart jumped at those words. “You need the Witch who isn’t a witch. Her throat burned by the greatest fire. Heart of stone and blood of a wolf. You have seven years. More than enough time to woo her,” “No, no,” The Alpha shook his head. “That makes no sense. I have no intention of falling in love with anyone, least of all a witch!” He spat in anger and stared daggers at the woman who had started to weep softly.