Are Witches Human Novels & Stories

Under their images was a word: Vampyr He flicked to another image and I saw normal looking people: Humans. “They look just like us,” I said in awe. “Perhaps,” Marcus replied. “But that form is their permanent one and they could also be witches or wizards or shapeshifters. The human form is the most deceptive form any creature can adopt.” “Are they dangerous?” I asked. “Every creature has a potential to be dangerous, Sage. Even Humans.” He replied. The projector flicked to the next image and I saw another human but this one was surrounded by all the elements. Water, fire, earth, wood, air, thunder and lightning. Under the image was the words: witch/wizard/mage/sorcerer.

He said. “I thought witches didn’t have mates as us wolves do.” I stated matter-of-factly. “Just because we don’t find our mates at eighteen like you do and have some miraculous bond snap into place doesn’t mean that we don’t have soul mates. Many witches are serial monogamists who mate for life just like werewolves. The goddess leads us to them in mysterious ways” he said. “So, are you trying to tell me that Sierra is my mate?” I asked him almost laughing in his face

Here they were the Witches of the West, North, and South, casually convening as though it were an ordinary gathering. Witches are volatile beings, their very bones infused with magic. They should never be conflated with humans; humans cannot innately craft effective potions, nor inherit magic through their bloodline. One must always approach a witch with respect and caution, for they can transfigure you into a toad in the blink of an eye. It's essential to remember that while witches may appear to offer assistance, their true intentions are often veiled. Much like a contract with fine print, they tend to harbor clauses that serve their interests alone.

Years ago, we had issues with the humans, and the witches, but today, a witch saved your king, and we have humans amongst us today, which means, all that have happened so far, have the hands of the gods and goddesses in it. I feel we made a mistake in the past, banishing the witches, because one person sinned. It is the choice of that one person, not the choice of everyone of them. Being bad, have nothing to do with where you are from, but it has everything to do with your person, same as being good. The humans are not all bad, and so are the witches a d wizards, they still have good ones amongst them, so from today on, and with the support of my most precious Queen, I ask that the union, am

"The more you beg for her pathetic life, the more thirsty I will be to shred her into pieces, do you know how many lives we have killed, why trying to be a white witch who Never involves themselves in any thing evil, why trying to please her, trying to make yourself good huh, trying to weak you and make you not be whom you are supposed to be, trying to stop you from been the most powerful witch after me, your brothers and sisters, does she know whom you are, does she know you are the second generational witch and the fourth most powerful witch in the witches hierarchy." Laila said, watching the human who was tied on the pole with disgust, how she hated humans, with every ounce of hatred in h

Kitty said, "You ever wonder why there are so few of witches where there are so many humans? Their existence started around the same time." "That's true!" Said Erebus, "Do you know?" "Only what my mom knew," Kitty said, "It's because the magic in the world is a fixed amount." "What...are you saying?" Already knew what it meant; Erebus couldn't start imagining it. "You think right." Kitty nodded, "Human and witches, they are exactly the same. The only difference, is that some of them bare the power of magic in their body. Don't you think it's weird how werewolves with magic can have kids with those that doesn't have magic?"

“That is very specific.” “Aspects can be like that,” she says. Curious, I inquire, “Say I ask, what's your aspect?” She smiles. “I don't have an aspect. Only witches of the human race have an aspect.” “Oh,” I mutter. “I was not aware that you aren't human.”

I explained to them. “Why is everyone after this witch? What is so important about her?” I was curious; I had heard of witches, we even had some shifters in our pack that had ancestors that were witches. Witches were healers, sometimes they had intuition and could manipulate plants and herbs, otherwise, there was nothing more to them, and they were essentially humans.

Witch? "You must be joking," Lisbeth said. "There are no real witches in this world. There are only psychics or psychics, and even those are very rare." "Humans like you are such know-it-alls," Harwind said with a sneer. "It's your nature, to think you're the most superior of all earthly creatures. Yet there are still us supernatural beings who possess abilities you don't possess." Lisbeth turned to Harwind. Her eyebrows raised. "And who are you? A cockroach demon?"

For a few moments, I thought she would run away from me. Although she is a powerful witch, even an ordinary wolf can snatch her life away when caught by surprise, let alone an alpha wolf. The witches’ bodies are not so different from humans; their physical abilities are the same; they can get hurt and die at the same rate if not for a healing spell of witches, but Agatha cannot heal herself; it is one of the curses of a white witch.