Blair Witch Project Characters Novels & Stories

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

Oscar paced back and forth with a shotgun strapped in his torso. "You absolutely have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that." He then turned to his subordinates. "Her sentence should be carried out," Oscar ordered. "Yes, sir, right away" They all chorused. Blaire always stood out in her pack--whenever she shifted she became the tall female werewolf with bright yellow eyes, white fur, and a splash of white in her black mane. At present, she was an outcast among her people, but her strength and sly moves made her an important ally to any evil plans.

I ask, and Allie shrugs. “Probably going to be pissed, but then he can just move faster.” She looks at the others. “Rose, you should know that Talia, Tabatha, Dia, Athale and Freya are witches - half and half for Freya, but still.” She looks around. “Let’s go and kick some ass. Do your worst guys. If you don’t mind, Rose.” Rose shakes her head, the sadness pushed aside for pure rage and determination. “Let’s do this.” She says, cracking her knuckles and making the other chuckle.

Lucinda is an orphan living in an orphanage. She became the Douglas family's servant the day she turned eighteen. Her friend tricked her, making her accidentally discover a terrible secret of the Douglas family. Since then, she got into trouble, which caused her almost to die several times. Everyone thinks Lucinda is just an ordinary person, but it seems she has a hidden identity that even she has forgotten. Can Lucinda regain her memories and identity? Will she escape the Douglas family to live a free life or be imprisoned forever?

she pleaded to the older Alpha with a wobbly pout and wide purple orbs. He smiled with fondness and sadness in his eyes. "I would be overjoyed to help you but I don't know if I'm capable of doing it." "But you're an excellent teacher and you've helped thousands of pups gain control of their wolves," Charon argued with a brow raised in intrigue. "With their wolves," he emphasised. "Helena's power is uncharted territory and in my quest to help, I might end up causing more harm than good." "It's worth the risk," she insisted with distant eyes. "I never want to experience something as terrifying as what happened again. When I died..."

I would like to introduce you to RYKER, his wolf CHRISTOPHER and his vampire JACK he is an Alpha Werewolf-Vampire hybrid, he is the eldest son of Princess Scarlett and former Alpha Wade of the Blue Moon Pack, no one knows this but his mother, father, grandparents and Theodore's mate Tina the Alpha's daughter. Being the son of an Alpha makes his wolf Christopher an Alpha and therefore makes him stronger than a normal werewolf. His vampire Jack is not very strong but is the source of Ryker's hybrid gift of sight. He is on a journey to find his mother, who was taken by someone that was meant to protect her. Ryker has been having dreams of his mother and a mystery female. Little does he know he

Even when the memories tormented her, she trudged on to get the truth out. "When I heard about what happened to her, I was scared and upset. I knew who the fingers would point to, but I never wanted this for her. She may have made my life miserable for several years because of what I am, but I'd never wish death on anyone." Willow looked the woman in the eyes, a look that surprised even him. It was a look of confidence she had never shown before. "I am a Light Witch. My job is to protect and preserve, not cause harm unto others." she said, a purple aura emitting from her body. He felt the love for her blossom more as he watched her mature before his eyes. Amanda's mother drops her head into

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

I snapped, raising a trembling hand. My eyes darted from one girl to the other, scanning, searching. Their chests did not rise. Their pulses were faint, unnaturally rapid and shallow. I swallowed hard, then forced myself to turn to the witch’s corpse. Bahar. Bengü. Whatever name she wore, she was nothing more than a vessel now. Her body sprawled in the dirt, blood blooming across her chest, but the residue of her foul sorcery still lingered. “Disgusting woman,” I muttered, spitting into the dirt. Then I turned to the others. “Bring her closer. Into the moonlight.”

“They planned meticulously and in secret. They went about it with total invisibility while the witch went about her days in indifference—or ignorance. The witch welcomed the wolf into her pack for a treaty that was supposed to make them all happy, and the wolf settled comfortably. The coven was happy, waiting for the downfall of the rude witch, confident their plan would succeed. They walked around with big smiles. Until the wolf suddenly discovered their plan. In haste, he convinced an elegant damsel to set the witch’s pack on fire to protect the witch and everything she had ever stood for.” She paused, scanning the crowd in front of her. Maverick glared at her like he wanted to kill her, w