Blair Witch Stick Figure Novels & Stories

Blair had been on Blaze's mind lately and whatever she does, she can't forget her. Maybe her vibe was strong that even if she tries to forget her, she can't. At last, she saw Blair's picture from her birthday with the strippers... she was only in her undergarments which made her more attractive. Oh, this girl will be the death of her.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

Summoning the largest of his gray skinned minions. The lumbering monster walked into the room. Nearly making the floor quake beneath him. Mathis face was blank as he asked flatly, “how did she, a tiny woman, manage to get past you with all my girls?” Blika’s face crumpled. “She sneaky...” He whined. “She take all...” He sounded mournful. “Even ones I like.” He made a thrusting motion to illustrate why he wanted the women. “I not let her go.”

My body felt extremely numb and motionless. "Enough! I think it’s time I gave you a demonstration of what I have in store for you Talia!” she proclaimed in an unrecognizably towering voice totally unlike her. She placed a hand in her robe and drew out as what appeared to be an elbow-length brittle stick...a wand.

I forgot that Blair's speed could not be unmatched. "I knew you smelled funny. You didn't smell like these ouny humans," Blair growled. He slammed her to the ground again, and again, and again, until she began to cough up blood. He gripped her neck so tight, I began to hear her bones snap slowly. Soon enough, all the light left her eyes and her lifeless body crumbled to the ground. Blair was the perfect match for this job. He looked at me and I nodded at him. He ripped the magical paper and threw it to the bags. Immediately it touched them, the whole room was engulfed in flames. We quickly made out exit and ran all the way out of building.

she said as if she was really my mom. "I understand mom" I replied. "Okay baby have a good day" she said "Thanks Phoebe, you too" I replied before hanging up. She’s so sweet, sometimes I wonder how that is even possible. I looked to my left to find Kaitlyn seated right there with her eyes on me. Getting to the place where our lessons would be held, I was dumbstruck at how many people were here, boys and girls of different ages. I never thought witchcraft to be such an open practice but still, I guess this is how it is in Wema Avenue Achara.

"You had no experience to go off of, spirit witches are powerful, it's no wonder they rarely seek asylum in packs. They're able to survive on their own, not protected by any packs or any of their covens. The spell that she had over you was probably fool proof." She's about to respond but we reach the witch's cottage. I pull her up the stairs with me and knock on the door. Blair answers immediately. "Alpha! Come in, please." she says while stepping aside. I enter her house, I've been here plenty of times, so I'm expecting the overwhelming scent of all her herbs that are drying on the counter. She leads us past the kitchen and to her office.

She beckoned to a young witch standing beside her, who swiftly retrieved something resembling a black-and-white stick. One by one, she handed the mysterious object to each of us. As the stick touched my outstretched hand, something extraordinary occurred. Its colors began to shift and change, morphing from yellow to pink, green to purple. Confusion swept across our faces, and we exchanged bewildered glances, seeking answers from Clarissa.

He demands, “Stay behind me.” I do as he says, positioning myself right behind his broad back. I turn my head so that I would be able to see the cabin in my peripheral. The hair on the back of my neck stands up as if my body is trying to warn me of the dangers that lie ahead. From the depths of the forest, a wolf jumps out. Blade’s whole body goes stuff and I see the wolf has a silver coat and it’s larger than any animal I’ve ever seen. But what catches my eye is the human sitting on it’s back. I frown as I see the familiar dark brown hair and heart shape face. I murmur her name, “Blair.”