Animal Witches Novels & Stories

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.

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

"How would I know? It's his order and job. If they got to complain, they could do it with him." The other guard looked across his side to one of the women and pulled the collar on her neck to chide. "I don't see the need to worry anything though. This thing here is made by the sorcerer, they couldn't run away even if they want to." He narrowed his eyes to the frightened woman. "If they do, your head would be blown to bits. I have seen them enough before." Ariana held her hand up to the collar the guards were talking and examined at the ancient writings carved in the metal in silence. She never heard anything about a sorcerer before, but her aunt always cursed them for stealing a normal perso

muttered the old man as he averted his gaze, clearly appearing guilty. “Ancient witches were experts at raising beasts and planting all sorts of bizarre herbs and flowers. In order to cultivate, they needed to travel frequently since an important ingredient they needed—to enhance their powers—caused them to make many enemies… And that ingredient was fresh human blood! In order to encounter less enemies, they developed all sorts of disguise techniques.”

“Okay, then I’ll take your word for it. They harmed no witches.” “Of course, they didn’t harm any witches. There’s no species of supernatural creature truly connected to witches. The church made up the whole witch thing and then tried to fit every person into that category that didn’t fit their narrowminded views or got in their way. Others just ran with it for their benefit. The closest creatures that exist are Druids, Mages, and, of course, Shifters. That whole changing into bats and cats is probably from someone witnessing a shifter changing form. Druids are natural healers and close to nature. Mages, they’re educated, they work their magic through study, and a connection to the stars.”

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It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

“The ‘why’ I don’t know…but the how…they have a few witches here working with them. I overheard them talking about it last time I was taken for feeding. They’ve gotten close, from what I heard, but the venom kills the wolf during the shift. Usually, our accelerated healing repairs us as fast as we shift, but with the venom in our system the wolves have been dying half-shifted.” “So, they’re killing off the human side, to leave a venom deranged wolf…but then the wolves are dying trying to shift?” I was horrified at the images in my head. She nodded. “Who would do that? Why would witches be involved?” Fiona shrugged. “I don’t know why. It’s just what I’ve caught whispers of…” The door rattled

Elizabeth The red woman stretched our silence and she was deadly serious just by the sight of her lips that were grim. I chased my breath while pursing my lips hard and widened my eyes in annoyance. I was angry; while she was deadpan. “I am asking you a damn question,” I demanded with a firm and strict tone. “What the bloody hell is happening? Who were the creatures that lured me into the deepest part of the Dark Forest?” “The flyers,” she answered after a long minute. “They are the evil creatures who were also included in living with the witches, vampires, and werewolves, except werewolves, have gone through their way to still exist to this day.”