Bennett Witch Novels & Stories

“I’ll make an exception.” His fist cracks against her jaw. She drops like a stone. Bethany is on her in an instant, pinning her down—until the witch pulls a knife. Steel. Hurts, but won’t kill. Bethany doesn’t take chances. The second the blade sinks into her side, she rips the witch’s arm clean off. The woman bleeds out in seconds. Two left. A screech rips through the air. I whirl around to see Nissa and Winnie dueling another witch—magic crackling between them in static bursts.

“We don't know. The eldest said that after his mother mated with his father and left Buckland, the witch left soon after. They haven’t heard from her since.” He looked at the file. “That’s why alpha Aaron went to the western cities… hoping to find something about this so-called pack.” I looked at the papers again and found a page showing my mother's photograph. FIRST NAME:Rebecca. SURNAME:Craton AARON When I was about to reach the village gates, I saw my gamma standing there, waiting. “Welcome back, alpha Aaron”, he greeted me and I bowed in response... “Have you discovered anything about the witch, sir?” he asked when I got closer.

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.

She was right! Zeuck: — Who? The village women are so beautiful! Kataleya: — No! Belton: — Are there witches? Kataleya: — Just a sorceress! The Cataruda. Debon trembling: — And? Kataleya: — She takes over all the men who pass by! Zeuck: — Well, if she's beautiful I wouldn't mind if she took over me and... Kataleya: — Yes, you would care! She would take something from you..

There were some rumors among the people that Qontessah had so many guards around her not for her own protection but for the protection of those around her. This is why the island was constantly recruiting people who were solely handled by Xander. She was cruel and was labeled a witch, but Qontessah was eviler and frightening than she was. If she is a white witch, then Qontessah was a dark or black witch, a true agent of darkness, but when she thinks about it, she still has a good heart.

His name is Declan and he is the Alpha of the blue moon pack, his mate is Avalon and she is a Dokar witch, both are strong names so it is only befitting that their daughter gets an equally strong one. Alessia.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

“No one can. Unless she carries it. Find it. Tear it from her. Do not fail me, Tremaine.” I reeled back, the blood draining from me. Spells. Stones. Bewitchment. Witches. The word clicked into place like a blade into flesh. They were witches. They all were. Tremaine, Anastasia, the whole lot of them. And my father—my father who had married her—what had she done to him? I stumbled, the floor groaning underfoot, and panic drove me to flee. But something anchored me there. A need to see, to know. My hand closed on the knob and turned, inch by inch.

However, in the midst of the silence, the soft voice of the witch Stephanie could be heard. “Don't be sad...” she said, causing everyone to look at Stephanie's golden eyes. “Bennett will be back in just 50 days. All of this was written. You both have a great future ahead of you, and this is only the beginning,” she said. Bennett's mother looked at Stephanie for a few seconds before she began to cry. Immediately, Bennett's father wrapped his arms around his wife as she sobbed on his chest. Meanwhile, Freddy stared at the huge gate, clenching his fists. To him, his brother was a king who knew what to do in every situation. But now he had left him in the care of a huge herd with a woman he didn