Are Witches Human Novels & Stories

I wanted to get up as I blurted out in shock, my eyes wide. Why would one kill humans just to become witches? “Yes, it is very horrible.” Seraphina answered, her once happy face now dark. “Unfortunately, those who do that are humans themselves.” “Oh.” I didn’t know what to say about that, and I ran my hands on my wrist uncomfortably. “Are witches humans?” The question just came from nowhere. “Nope, but some are.” “Oh, so are you human then?” I could see Seraphina's eyes furrow deeply, and I bit my lower lip.

“Wolves are pretty obvious. They’ll ask for the strongest drinks AND they will be on full display tonight. And the witches, well, you’ll see.” “And humans?” She laughs. “Humans don’t come to these events sweetie. Except as servers. We’re just not a part of this world. And even half the ‘humans’ who work these events are secret witches.” Witches often get a bad rap, especially in werewolf circles due to their mutual distrust. Since Wolves rule the world, witches often need to hide their true natures to secure employment or go to school. The only acceptable witches are the ones who make the potions to help the wolves with their day-to-day struggles and vanities.

"Why the distinction? It's like... it's implying there's more out there than just us." I pause, a realization dawning on me. I've never even considered that there might be other supernatural creatures besides werewolves. “How is this possible?" I mutter, still unable to believe it. “Have you heard of Witches before?" he asks. I struggle to gather my thoughts, feeling suddenly out of my depth. "Yeah”, I finally answer, “But I always thought they were just something from human fairy tales," I stammer. "You know, evil witches in stories casting evil spells, good ones being fairy godmothers and all that…

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."

“She's a witch? What does that even mean? What are witches? And do they even exist? The questions tumbled out. I needed answers, my head was spinning. “One question at a time young man”, Gibson said. “Yes witches exist, else I won't be standing in front of you. We're quiet creatures unlike vampires and werewolves, and we easily blend in with humans. We don't suck blood or morphine into huge dogs when we're pissed off, so that's quite easy for us. Most people aren't aware of our existence, and we love to keep it that way. We eat and live like normal people, but we're immortals and we can cast spells and perform magic or sorcery as the modern world calls it”, Gibson said with a chuckle. “So Jo

The bond formed during the time we spent together is the only existing connection that strengthens the word ‘family’ in our system. But in reality, the origin of the witches is similar to those of humans. We all came out from a normal human’s womb- tragically speaking. It is not explained why exactly the Moon Goddess has decided that witches would be created by humans. Nevertheless, people viewed witches as a sign of death or bad luck, as the mother of a witch is bound to die while giving birth. The mother will not be able to handle the life that has continuously drained her of life. Thus resulting in death. After that, the Coven comes and adopts the child in a forceful manner, then erases t

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

The desire to protect her would always be here, but I had to recognize that who she was, was also going to want to protect me too. I continued taking in this sensory overload, but it was easy as pie sorting through it all with her by my side, holding my hand. How could werewolves ever believe that witches were all out to get us? That witches were all evil and not to be trusted? I guess that was something that intrigued me about Elise, she and I didn’t believe all those old rumors or superstitions. And right here was my proof that just like werewolves, not all are one way or the other. We’re all human (or part human) with dark and light within us all.

She led me to my bed, and we both sat next to each other. “Sophie. Are you mad at me? At us?” She asked. “Of course I am!” I admitted, furrowing my brows. She chuckled, placed her fingers on my brows, and fixed my furrowed eyebrows. Like she’s flattening it. “You know witches are only girls, right?” “Well. I just read that in some folktale books. Warlocks are men, and witches are women. If warlocks even exist.” She nodded, “They do. Just far from our world.”

There was one question I wanted to know more than any of them," so um... what even are we? If werewolves, lycans, and all can shift... what makes us so different?" Julian looked around us studying who was close by. He reached across the table and cupped my hand," wolves and lycans are the descendants of the original people blessed by the moon goddess. Vampires were the ones cursed by her. Shapeshifters are well... neither of those things really. They originated from lesser demons that wanted badly to be human so they killed and consumed enough people until they gained the ability to hold their form at all times. It's why we referred to them as 'invasive'."