Blair Witch Stick Figure Novels & Stories

"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.

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

"Don't do that Blair, this is your chance, just kill him! Brittany was gravely shaken, she ran out of the living room, and found herself a place to hide, she have never seen such a being before, as Shadon didn't come in his human form. Blair was getting weaker, but she knows that it would be a mistake if she allows Jayden die. If you bite him and save his life, then I will kill your mother! He threatens, going to where Mrs Fire is, he held her by the neck, and she winced painfully. There was no strength in Blair to even try and stop him, she closed her eyes, and then when she opened them again, she forced herself, and with all the strength she could summon, she pulls Jayden close to her, and

' He pressed it with added pressure, piercing shallowly on my skin. 'Nooo! ' A series of cracking sound resonated through clearing, gasps and awes following there after. He turned around, dropping his knife and unblocking my view towards my mate. Blue flames enveloped her entire body. Crack after crack could be heard and all we could do was to watch with our mouths open as my little witch's body was replaced by that of an enraged beast. A white wolf with raging red eyes.

This will not be an easy fight, but we have to hold off as long as possible. Blair takes flight and flies over them, getting Ghost's attention just like she hoped she would. While Blair is busy taking blasts from Ghosts and breathing fire at him like a fucking dragon, I face off with Liam and Sage. Liam is a large brown wolf with some hints of black in his fur. Meanwhile, Sage is a small to medium red wolf with hints of brown in her fur. Sasha is bigger than both, but size doesn’t always matter with our kind.

Blair scoffed while ragging Julian's unconscious body to Daemoniom. She was pissed but at the same time please even if Foire and Illac contacted her last minute to take care of a little lost werewolf. "Can't believe he called me a hybrid. I hate this disguise, why do I even have to wear this crook? Ugh," she said. Blair is one from Foire's and Illac's inner circle in the supernatural border. She was a necromancer capable of almost everything, even killing by just using her mind. The means of transport in the supernatural border are the necromancer's tele magic.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

Billy shouted, looking at me with desperate eyes. The prick reached my neck, behind me, a slender figure was trying to grab me by the neck to finish killing me. I managed to push her away and wound her in the belly, with one of my blades. She was not moving as fast as I was. The wolves were struggling to get out of the net and would soon succeed. I recognized the slender figure and managed to hit her to knock her out. I recognized that she was a witch, it was obvious from her appearance. I looked towards the net, where the wolves were cursing and growling.

Blair mumbles as she wields the power building within her grasp; growing impatient with Sam’s threats as she draws her palms apart and allows the glistening force between them to surge larger while a roaring scream builds in her chest, “-let’s just get this over with, huh?” Blair pulls back her arms before explosively pushing them forward with a mighty force, allowing the orb of power to release and glide towards Sam and his nearby cronies at a frightening pace. In panic, Sam raises an arm in the air and throws one of the ominous jars in return. The small glass container flies past the storm of magic heading in his direction when it lands at Blair’s feet bluntly, a soft smash erupting into t

She wondered how such beauty could exist in a place where people were treated so cruelly. They were split into groups and made to work in each part of the hall. Blair kept looking around until her eyes caught a statue at the center of the hall. Blair walked closer to the center of the hall where she had seen this gigantic statue, her eyes widened in awe as she took in every inch of the artwork. The statue was about 5 feet tall and was made of marble. It depicted a beautiful woman in a flowing dress, with long hair cascading down her back. Her arms were outstretched as if she was embracing the world. And below the legs of the woman were wolves, surrounding her.