Are Witches Human Novels & Stories

Decima makes an impressing face. "You see, the human is with us. And trust me, Maddox is going to kill you if you ever think about laying a finger on her." "Speaking of him...where is Maddox Dasher?" Decima crossed her hands together once again. _____________________________________ "Witches?" Pidge let out a scoff. She was like in a fantasy world. Witches are said to be mythical creatures in the modern world. She doesn't belives this. "Are you kidding me?" her eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

“I didn’t know what they wanted to do with it, at first. I had already sold it to them before they said they wanted to use it to take down the werewolves. And that happened before you came to me and offered us your help in exchange for ours, so no, I did not betray you.” “You did hide it from me, though,” I argued. “It’s not the same thing—” “You know, that’s not exactly the point of why I’m here. I’m here because you have ties to the particular people who are after me and my people. Do they know you’re witches?” I asked. “They do,” she said with a nod. “And they didn’t attack you because…?” “We’re more acceptable to them than werewolves are. We don’t turn into animals. In fact, there are hu

Wow! "Yeah, wow is one reaction." "So what are you guys? Witches?" "Oh, no. Well we can be classified as those because we also know how to cast spells but we aren't witches." "So if you aren't witches and you are not werewolves, what are you?" "We're humans. Just humans." "Hmm, I see just humans with a rather special ability." "Exactly. So how about you, why don't we get started on why you came all the way here?"

she asked, her voice filled with concern. Damian stared at her intensely and then rose from his seat. "You could be a witch," he said, causing Vivian's face to turn pale. "What?! A witch?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief. "I said you could be. I am not certain. You see, witches are humans, so they don't have any distinctive smell or scent that can be used to differentiate them from regular human beings—humans without magic," Damian explained, trying to ease her anxiety.

The story made Tiana’s eyes sting and her throat hurt for the queen and all the witches. "Did the phoenix witches not seek outside help?" Tiana asked and the woman shook her head. "Phoenix witches can also manipulate by inspiration more like we can inspire, make you do it at your on will by showing you something that moves you, but the queen had refused the idea to seek out the humans to help us. The werewolves and vampires were already on the Drektus side, leaving the humans the only race left. But the queen refused to involve the humans in the war.

Sorcerers are group of humans doing some stuff that couldn’t easily deem like us that they can do it. "Do they really exist?" Diana nodded at me with a smile on her face. “Of course, EL, they do. Sorcerers, witches or wizards. Whatever people call them. But they are a virgin witches and probably the most cunning of all creatures. Even if they look just like an ordinary person. They don't consume human flesh or any kind of meat. I kinda envy them because they are so vegetarian.” She’s making me laugh, but again I am not in the mood.

I replied. “Should we be worried?” “We should always be cautious in war, but with these witches, we need to be especially careful.” “I think you’re the only one I’ve ever heard refer to them as witches. Most call them cursed or Dark Ones,” he said. “Well, they are witches. We can’t forget that. They’re just born with different kinds of powers. It’s like animals,” I explained. “Animals?” “Some animals survive by feeding off each other, but they are still animals, aren’t they?” I asked.

She's looking at Ivy, refusing to stare me in the face. “Actually, there is.” I break the ice, and watch the woman fret. “There are four immortals in Oakdale.” She nods. “How is it possible for humans to become immortals?” “Because a witch linked their lives to a werewolf.” That has her jolting up. Her breath ceasing. “I hope…” “The witch is Sinai.” I say, interrupting her. That name is all it takes for all the witches to gasp. Their eyes shine with fear for their lives.

“First of all, witches are evil and always have nefarious plans. I’ve seen zero indications that you have any evil inclinations.” She didn’t look convinced, so I continued, “Secondly, all supernatural beings have scents that us wolves can detect. If you were a witch, I’d scent it on you. You smell human. You don’t smell like a witch or a vampire, or any other supernatural being.” Rieka relaxed a little after that, but I could see her still turning things over in her mind, trying to work out answers. “Have you ever heard of a human having special abilities? I know some humans pretend to be psychic, but I’ve never believed that stuff was real.”

Marcus said, from the window. “But,” Dr. Chen agreed. “Power that absolute frightens people. Witches couldn’t curse what they couldn’t touch — which meant Royals were the only wolves immune to their control. Rival Alphas built armies and found them useless against someone who could redirect those armies with a thought. And humans—” She shook her head. “Humans wrote legends. Called them white devils. Monsters wearing wolves’ skin.” “Two hundred years ago,” Kael said quietly, “they organized.”