Black Witch Chronicles Novels & Stories

Extreme fear etched on her face. “Exactly” Davina nodded in agreement. “The witches should avert their anger to the real enemies here which are Athena, Ardolf, the vampire and that black witch” Davina gritted her teeth in anger. “Are they just looking for a way to test their powers”. “That's not all, the outbreak isn't gone for good, there are still traces of the diseases in neighboring villages and according to Alpha Cole, he said that the black witch is involved and he senses a big wave of the outbreak coming back and this time, it will destroy our people, he said a disease without a cure” my mother added.

She turns to Lucifron and says: - Is there someone in there that you want to save? - Yes, my Fireheart. My alpha. - A werewolf? - Yes. -I know a way to make him disappear from that house, but it's a very big spell and requires a sacrifice. We white witches cannot perform black magic spells, so I can only help you with volunteers. - Volunteer for what?

His fingers twitched. He was coming back. “Stop!” I screamed. The witches turned. The one in the centre was ancient. Her skin was like parchment. Her eyes were black pits. This was the blood witch. Octavia. “You came,” she said. Her voice was dust and death. “I did not think you would. Most children run from their father’s resurrection.” “Let him go. Let him rest.” “Oh, he will rest. After he destroys you. After he proves that defying the Council was a mistake.” She smiled with too many teeth. “The ritual is nearly complete. Another minute. Maybe two. And Marcus Steele will rise.”

My jaw drops. In front of me stands a massive ember wolf with four heads—that’s right, four heads each with razor-sharp teeth. Fire rippling through her fur. She takes off, tearing the two witches apart without even stopping. She is in front of her beta in a flash and shreds the witch within seconds. Her beta shifts into a deep black wolf with fire-red eyes and black smoke coming off of her. Andricia lifts all four snouts to the sky and lets out a howl. Instantly, every pack member of hers shifts into the same black wolf, with black smoke trickling off of them. Hellhounds—they are a pack of hellhounds. They all rip the witches apart quickly, and the witches start to retreat.

They fought with a fierce spirit but they were overpowered. It was a fight of Witches, werewolves and vampires against humans. It was a fierce battle but the humans won. They had the weapons and the witches, werewolves and others had the magic, given to them by the devil. “You need to live, Lucia! Live! Live!" Those were her mother's last words to her before she died. It's been fourteen years but it still echoed in her ears and sent chills down her spine. Her stomach rumbled as a thick putrid smell hit her in the nose. Her pupils darted around the room in search of what produced the foul smell.

“ Why do you needon one…? Vineza: “ It's none of your business. Kronck: “ Do you want to kill the witch? Even after everything she said! Vineza: “ No! But Igor can't stop thinking about her! He has to believe that she left him. Kronck: “ I don't know if that's a good idea! Vineza: “ What was it Kronck? Are you afraid of the witch? Kronck remembered what Kataleya had said. “You can torture me all day, but I will not die! I will still live everything that I was prevented from doing! Even if a hundred years pass!” Kronck: “ The look of that sorceress! It even seemed like a promise. Vineza: “ It will be better this way, only then will he give up on her. Kronck quickly went to meet the boy.He was

" What do you mean no progress? Are you following the rituals like I taught you? She asks her voice so calm and low it comes out like a whisper. Bathsheba is the queen and ruler of the black witches, right now, they are endeavoring to bring a second generation black witch back to life. She is not dead but has been unconscious for more than a decade. “ Yes my queen, we sacrifice two virgins and a baby like you said” " And the white witch?" She asked “ What witch, my queen?” “ Lucia you never pay attention when I teach, I said two human virgins, a baby and a white witch. Go get a white witch and sacrifice her, by tomorrow I want to see Celestina up and ready to bring war, we need her to open t

THE EARTH WITCH COVEN It was another day for the secret meeting of the earth witches. They needed to know the progress on the issue at hand, which Is how to defeat the black witch of the Ivory Coast. The only person that had put great fear in their tender hearts. The witches were seated and murmuring as usual. They were getting impatient already. Ella, the white witch of the Ivory Coast walked in with her daughter and Alora, her second in command. Everywhere became silent and the witches stood up to honor her.

She was the most powerful among them, having lived for centuries, her blonde hair cascading behind her ears as she glared at Susan and Helen. “We apologize, Lucy,” Susan murmured, bowing her head in deference. “You better be,” Lucy snapped, her gaze unwavering as she stared them down. Susan wasted no time in addressing the pressing issue. “This isn’t working at all, Lucy, Geraldine. You’re the remaining elders of the black witches, the oldest among us. How many more must Father Bosco kill before we take action?” Martha, with her dark skin and striking white eyes, chimed in sadly. “I’ve been wondering the same thing. He managed to wipe out the white witches, leaving only one elder in hiding,

But is it really crazy if I get to unlock my wolf and become normal? Silence enveloped the four corners of the chamber until the Highest Priestess opened the black book and began intoning some foreign words that only she, and the other witches, could understand. It was a black spell meant to communicate with the moon and its spirit. The Highest Priestess kept chanting the same phrases, closing her eyes for a brief moment and opening them with her eyeballs rolling back.