Ariel Witch Novels & Stories

Both men are intently looking at me, waiting for me to give my command. But there isn't any. I don't know what to do. Ariel is the first one to step forward and speak. "Do we fight?" A cold shiver runs down my spine, seeing the fire burning within Ariel's gaze. The dragon-shifter has a soft spot for witches. I was a witch in another life, and therefore, the dragon-shifter cares about the magical people. Those beautiful eyes would fight for the death for them. "Don't you think the witches can handle themselves?" I ask. "They are powerful enough to travel between worlds—its possible for them to hide in the human realm if needed."

The way she had no scent to everyone yet smelled like Herbs and Lavender to me. The way the wards had blinked. The way Morwenna couldn't read her mind. She was a witch. A Salem witch. The last of them. But I didn't know the family she was from. And I didn't care. I would burn the world before I let anyone hurt her. "Cressida." She didn't respond. Her eyes were still distant, still swirling with that pale blue light. The wings flexed, spreading wider, casting jagged shadows across the frozen floor. If I stepped to close I could be hurt.

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

The magnitude of what they had witnessed left every mind reeling. Ryan stared at her through a haze of tears. He had watched her die. He had felt the soul-tearing finality of it. Yet here she stood, alive, glowing, and transformed beyond anything he could have imagined. Aria lifted her head slowly. The intense white light in her eyes softened just enough to reveal her gaze, a mesmerizing blend that was more than human, more than wolf, more than witch. She was all of them and something greater. The first Tribrid Sovereign. The child of prophecy made real. The Phoenix reborn, not as a bringer of destruction but as a force of renewal and unimaginable power.

“Speak no more. You didn’t call for me, I came on my own accord so of course I’m here to help “ she said and rolled her eyes and Ariel stared at her shocked. She still hasn’t digested the fact that this woman has just come out of the smoke she thought was going to kill her and worst of all, … the woman was a witch. Not waiting for Ariel to digest all that had happened, the witch who Ariel found her name to be Layla put her hand in her dress and took out a container. It had transparent liquid in it and she stared at it, shocked. “What is this? How will this help me?” She asked Layla. “It’s a wolfbane and….” “Isn’t this banned in the werewolf community?” She asked

They only kept on increasing the more I kill. I lost contact with my wolf and start to loose my energy gradually which is really strange, my wounds are refusing to heal. By the time I killed the fifteenth wolf I could barely maintain my stance. I fell to the floor on one knee, barely holding up with dizziness setting in fast from blood loss while the rest of the wolfs took the opportunity and launched another attack to finish me off completely. A surprising blinding light shine through the forest and the atmosphere suddenly become disturbed. Cloud rumbles with great dissatisfaction while it darkens with the speed of light, the air around thickened while piles of dead leafs rose from the floo

They hardly got sick and even if they did, their systems would always rapidly heal. Today was one of the mornings that Ariel had humiliated and rubbed it on her face that she was getting executed, and her head sent to Dante as a defeat in less than two days. As she left for her cell, getting escorted by her now familiar guard, she met Ares in her cell with an older-looking lady. She could care less and paid no attention to them. “What do you want?” she said with bitterness and sat on her cranking bed. “I brought our witch to make sure that you’ll leave until the day of your execution.”

Irene said In a hushed voice and Ariel freaked out. " All the witches without powers will be sacrificed" Irene said again and Ariel felt the hair in her body rise up to their feet. Her blood boils and adrenaline rushed through her veins. The word sacrifice kept ringing in her head. So many images came into her mind and she started wheezing. " Give her the pill" Serena told Irene. She knew Ariel will freak out. She knew she's going to wheeze so she prepared the pill for her. No matter what, she can't escape witnessing the welcoming ritual.

The insanely gorgeous being before more laughed, her perfect dentition glinting under the dim lighting and making her appear more ethereal. “Boys, do you wanna introduce me to this gremlin?” she flipped her hair over her shoulder as she asked. That’s when I noticed that we weren’t alone. There were five heavily built men dressed in black standing behind her and they’d blended so well with the shadows that I didn’t notice them. “She’s Arielle, a powerful sorceress and prophetess from the lineage of Lucifer Morningstar, the fallen angel,” one of the men introduced her, stepping forward and making me catch sight of the crest on his breast pocket.

“Where is the trial? Where are the witnesses? How is this fair?” “Don’t talk about fair!” Ariel says, her voice self righteous. “Because of you, our pack was going to die- I had to stand in your place-“ “You should shut up before I rip your tongue out,” I warn. “Aliya,” I snap at the witch who begins murmuring something. I see the confused look on my pack’s faces. “What are you doing?!” Ariel tries to push past me to get to Aliya but I shove her back. “Don’t believe her!” Ariel shrieks. “She’s been against this pack from he start! She wants to kill all of you! She murdered that girl’s family to her power!”