Alien Witches Novels & Stories

I try to open my eyes even more, Rex trying to help me as much as he can so I could gain my bearings but we are both weakened by the rejection process. I’m finally able to see more clearly, five dirty grey wolves, baring their teeth and snapping their jaws threateningly, in an attempt to make Alexandria waver from her position of protecting me, but she doesn’t budge. They look like rogues but they don’t smell like rogues, in fact, they don’t smell like anything, they don’t have a scent, what the fuck? Witches, they must be working with witches. “DEREK, GET THE FUCK UP” Alexandria shouts again and I barley choke her name out.

he said urgently, prompting me to quickly throw on my clothes. I opened the door wider, and to my astonishment, there stood a group of Alphas, bowing on their knees. Their deference struck me as strange and unexpected. As I scanned the room, my gaze landed on two witches cloaked in black robes, their presence unsettling me further. Why had they brought a witch along with them? “Alpha King Xavier,” one of the witches began, her voice steady but laced with urgency, “we are sorry for all that we did. Please, we need your help.” Her words caught my attention, pulling me into the gravity of the situation.

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar

"That's the time we made a move and we began to drag you out. Maybe it's the witch's work too but you weighed like a feather when we lifted and moved you out of the basement." Shila excitedly exclaimed once more, "It surely is Alix's work! She has that power to make people's senses and bodies disappear into thin air! I have read it in a book!" "You have a book about Alix?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yes! It's a book about witches. Alix, Ursula, Jemica, Tunic, and many more sorcerers and sorceress! Do you want to read it, Claire?" Shila offered, making my heart feel lighter.

I replied. I watched as a few of them sat back a little more in their chairs. I heard the doors open behind me and I knew what was coming. "Excuse me elders but it seems we have a few guests." A young man said from behind us. "Who is it?" My dad asked. "They would not say, there are seven females and seven males. Wolves and white witches to be exact." He replied. Slowly everyone looked at me but I kept my face neutral. "Pythia what do you know?" My aunt asked. "I do not know, I apologize." I replied. I could feel the aura rolling off all of the alphas as they walked in. I pulled Ambrosia to the side as they all walked in, I was impressed at how well they all looked. Alley and Stephen lead th

My powers manifested themselves shortly after my eighteenth birthday, and it was a source of joy and celebration for my family. I, Ella Thompson, come from a family of old and powerful witches who are strong but forbidden from practising witchcraft in the city. For the past month, the city has been overrun by dangerous musical creatures who have cast a spell over every corner of the city, including the streets. People fear even stepping out of their houses; it's either they end up dead or lost in the forest. My parents never fail to tell me stories that happened in town, and as a child, I was made to believe that they were monsters in the shower when I happened to be one of them, the monster

She relaxed beneath my gaze and her lips twitched into a small smile. "What is a hellhound? Why haven't you ever told me about... well, this?" She seemed unsure of what she wanted to ask. "I have told you before. I'm afraid of scaring you, El. You've not been exposed to a lot of things," I sighed seeing her clearly unhappy with my answer," it is... a lot of different things. The creation of a fire witch and an alpha wolf. It doesn't mean that I was always going to end up this way, it's just how fate decided."

Mara could not believe the words that Mia was saying, they were not friends but she never took her as an enemy; rather she admired Mias’ skills in the act of wizardry and wanted to learn from her not until she noticed that Mia dabbled in black magic. Unfortunately for her, Mia was accusing her of what she was involved in and there was no way to prove her innocence. She was clueless on what to do next and her mother had been crying uncontrollably beside her. “We must get rid of her before she destroys us all with her black magic and enslaves us all.” someone in the crowd said, the gathering had increased substantially. “Enough.” The alpha of the pack said he was not as imposing as most alphas

I simply nodded, my neck still hurting, looking at her. However, there is another story which you may not know… “One of Solomon’s first daughters, an extremely powerful and extremely beautiful witch settled in the Alps. She was going to create a new coven, coven of Slavic Witches. You see, Solomon wanted magic to be taught across the world. He believed and to this day, believes in our kind.. And theirs – the humans”.. I continued nodding, simply staring at her.. She looked as if she were in a different space and time, entranced, as if she was not present there. There was melancholy in her voice, and somehow I knew this story was very personal to her.

She cackled and soon the whole room was shaking and tilting on its own axis. Suddenly, fire shot out of the rod and Lucia was lucky enough to dodge it. She had been expecting something like that and had mentally prepared herself ever since she saw the staff pointed at her. She knew most witches loved fighting with fire when angered and this was not different, considering that she's their queen. Only a few witches could make one freeze to death and those were the most deadly when angered. She knew the one right before her was so angry and would battle it out to the latter with her so she was prepared to dodge her attacks while sending out a few of her own.