Bennett Witches Novels & Stories

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

Chris asked, stepping in front of Elsa. "Oh." Sasha chuckled, glancing at the huge middle-aged man standing next to her. "Where are my manners? I'm Sasha and this is Benjamin." She pointed at the man next to her. "We are smoke witches next in command to the royalties." She continued."We've come ourselves, since the familiar witches are too weak to deliver." She finished, still having her usual smirk glued to her face.

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..

he told the witch beside him. She nodded once. "Jayden is already on it." Bertram was spinning in place, absorbing the scene before him. "What is this madness?" he bellowed to the sky. "How did she get inside?" Rhychard ignored Bertram, glad to have the man's attention elsewhere while he and the witches backed away from his grasp a little. "You do realize we're witches, right? We have powers. Locks don't really stop us." :Renny and Tryna are up there. Buttercup will be safe, Warrior, as will the little girls. Our task is to stop the bloodshed and the creation of the Gateway.:

Ignoring the question, the High Alpha turned on his heel and strode out of the ward. Bennett was pacing the stone corridor like a caged beast. As the heavy doors groaned open, he lunged forward, grabbing the fur of Hudson’s collar. Hudson stood several inches taller, his sheer physical mass making Bennett’s attempt at intimidation look like a pup snapping at a dire wolf. Bennett’s eyes narrowed into slits of amber malice. "What did you howl to her? If you spoke one lie to turn her against me, you’re a dead wolf!" he snarled.

Beckett It was the morning of graduation and all I could do was pace my room. I was told that everything should be in place by now, yet Kenzie wasn’t showing any signs. I am half tempted to end that useless witch who said the spell she casted would work, but it’s hard when said witch was family. Yes, my mother was half witch on her mother’s side. My grandmother and great-grandmother were powerful witches who were mated to wolfs, Alpha’s to be exact. Now, you would think I was a warlock, a male witch, but I got everything from my father. In my mother’s line, only the females were half witch so that meant, Brittany, my younger sister, was half witch. She has yet to show signs of having powers,

Benita shouted as she looked at me in shocked horror. Lan stood, his eyes widening with shock. “It’s… impossible. She’s bound in silver shackles… she shouldn’t be able to summon her energy.” I opened my eyes. They blazed like twin stars. Benita screamed at the witches, “Faster! Finish it now!” The witches chanted louder, their bodies twitching vigorously under the weight of the dark presence. “You can’t stop this!” Benita screamed. “He’s coming! You’re too late!”

Author Godsent Banky ************************************************************* ************************************************************* (The Past, Seven Hundred and Ten Million Years Ago) (IN A HAY HOUSE LOCATED FAR AWAY IN THE WOODS) A young witch about twenty two years old named Cassandra was sitting down on a stool, attended by two maids who were braiding her platinum blonde curly hair and these two maids were also witches. “Cassandra, How are you looking forward to your Coronation as Crown Princess of the Gemini Coven??” One of the maids asked Cassandra warmly while smiling brightly as she was braiding Cassandra’s long brown hair.

His hot breath fanned my skin erupting unwavering excitement within me. He leaned close to my ears. “You would not want to fuck with me little wolf,” he said and moved backward. I exhaled loudly even though I did not know I was holding my breath. Slowly three others came out from the place. They were all out in black clothes. Two females one male. I quickly recognized one of the females. It was Sabrina. The witch from the palace. “Greeting my fellow witches,” Benedicta said bowing her head slightly. I could tell that they were older than her.

Another round of silence descended while they exchanged knowing glances at each other. ############# They gathered themselves entering into the Silvery-Claw Centurion pack. The pack of great Alpha Barron. The Alpha of Alphas. "Alpha Barron!" Lady Beaumont called authoritatively as she stood gallantly beside her fellow witches. The hybrid Alpha stood gallantly in front of his wife's tent alongside his royal guard. One could see the happiness that glowed on his face,the joy he was experiencing that his first child will soon be born. "Aren't the witches a little bit too early for gifts. I understand the joy overwhelming you all but Theresa is yet to birth" Alpha Barron smiled happily.