Novel & Cerita Ariel Witch

Arianna's voice trailed off, though the witch chuckled, "...so enlighten me." "You're the incarnation of moon goddess, Inári, the goddess of wolves, light, death and sorcery," the witch spoke as Arianna's heart beat fast. The witch arched a brow while taking a quick step toward her, "What makes you so fascinating, is the triple aspect you are," when she paused, Arianna could feel the presence of her mate moving closer, causing the Fletcher witch to side glance away from Arianna a moment before bringing her gaze back. An incarnation? Really! Thought Arianna to herself.

This particular spell could only be used by high priestesses and only a high priestess more powerful than the one that casted the spell could see her or undo it. Elder Lazarus was not a witch, he did not have our blood and he was a full-fledged wolf. I was sure of this so how was this possible?

I ordered Ariel , who shot me a shocked gaze when I had finished. "What? Why? I can't go about seducing people like a whore. That's not me!" She frowned as she reluctantly refused. "Erbort is really good looking Ariel." I tried to convince her. "He is also very close to the Goddess of War. Don't you like that?" "Hmmm!...that sounds good then. I love good looking men and would also like to meet the Goddess of War." Ariel sounded impressed. She changed her mind and agreed to do my orders.

There was no artifice in that, for she hated it being turned into a weapon. To her knowledge, it had never been used for good since manifesting at a young age. Once word had spread of her talents, it had ostracized her in her village, for many of the people there distrusted witches and witchcraft, and then it had brought the local lord into her life, ending her father’s in the process. “If it is your sincere desire, I will not deny you. I still feel like I am taking advantage of you, lass.” He sounded grim. “I am in no position to take a mate, and she could never be an Englishwoman if I did.”

making me want to rip her to bits. “I'm certain none of you here have what it takes to end a life, so I had better be on my way.” Everyone was silent. “Hello," the agent exclaimed. “Let us not waste any time, get your fucking voodoo bullshit off me.” Evelyn went closer to her. “You must think we are stupid, don't you?” The agent shrugged one shoulder. “You might not like the answer to that.” “Well, let me introduce myself to you. . . properly.” Evelyn voiced, enunciating every word. “I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.”

"So you're saying you're not human," Sarah asks the guys standing in front of her. No, we're not", they chorus. "_and you're not even just not humans, you're werewolves", she goes on. "What am I again?" "A witch", Jason says "The Witch Supreme", Lucas says at the same time. "So, my abilities are not because I'm cursed but because I'm a witch?" "You got that right", Jason says with a nod. "What did I miss?"

Jason's True Mate **Ariana POV** My name is Ariana Harrison and I had just moved to Anchorage to live with my aunt after my mother had passed away. I came from a long line of witches even though I don't know who my father is, but all I know is that I'm a highborn werewolf. I know this because on my 14th birthday I shifted into a huge white wolf. I call her Ariella. My aunt Lily is the only living relative I know of, and she owns the apothecary, providing portions and herbs to all the locals.

Theo said as he turned and left the room. Neil smiled behind him, watching his friend go to send out the guards to search for Amelia. She was close; he could feel it. Arielle was a simple witch. She spent her days watching the crystals, trying to figure out what the future held. She didn’t draw attention to herself, and she lived with a sweet roommate, Emilie. The crystals had saved her from detection many times. Just a week ago, she had seen the Daikon coming and she had been given the chance to hide along with Emilie.

She orders firmly. I chuckle at her false bravado and rise from my perch to begin my story. “Several years ago, an angel betrayed the Council and nearly destroyed it until a friend of mine, Mathias, stopped him. Unfortunately, the man had an accomplice. Her name is Marael. She was a witch who was killed and resurrected for nefarious purposes. The problem was that Marael lost her magic the day she died. Since then, she has made it her mission to kill her coven and set a plan to regain her powers.”

Lily repeated. "Yes." Ariel said. "That is also a different story that we can not delve upon right now." Ariel shifted her legs from underneath her and relaxed her posture. "Then there was Haddock. That was what the others called her, anyway. She and a few others were part of a group that specialized in protecting the balance between Humanity and the Supernatural. They also were followers of another deity, similar to the Witches." "Then there was Horace." A warm, yet sad smile settled on her lips. "The connection that formed upon our first meeting was... electrifying."