Blair Witch Town Novels & Stories

Kyra and the others moved aside. "Ah.." "Mutt.." "I can't move." The chaos continued outside. Kaiser and the others were waiting outside. The moment witches started running outside, they threw mushroom bombs at them, momentarily making them weak. Then the wolves jumped on the weakened witches and tore them into pieces, and threw their mutilated bodies into the fire they had lit earlier. Inside, Kyra and the others are killing anyone they can while moving deeper inside the witch town, still protected by Kyra's shield. "There, that hut seems big. It must be Wanda," Kyra pointed out.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

Celestine The towering stained-glass windows, depicting the Moon Goddess in all her divine cruelty, cast fragmented rays of light across the polished marble floor. “Do you, Alpha Killian Storm, take Celestine St. Vireaux as your wife?” The first time I felt Killian Storm, I was seventeen. The mate bond settled into my bones like a promise. A pull so deep, so unshakable, I thought the Moon Goddess herself had reached into my chest and tied me to him.

"Welcome to 81.9 GistFM, I'm Aaaa-manda, and we're ready to delve into something spooky today. Though Halloween isn't here yet, we'll be discussing the supernatural, including Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, and even Witches. If young ones are tuned in, you might want to switch off the radio. But first, let's get down to business - do you believe in these supernatural entities? Miranda halted. "Do you believe that creatures such as vampires, werewolves, ghosts, and witches exist and walk among us? Growing up, my late grandmother would share stories about how Ashgrove was once a den of supernatural activity. If you've lived in this town for a while, you've likely heard similar tales. But do you

Now she knew why it all made sense to them. "So what we know now, is that the red witch," Iapetus raised a finger, "OR, a red wizard, was tracking the blue witch with ill intention. The blue witch, who died three years ago, exchanged her imprint with a couple living in another city, while hiding her daughter in a small village. The couple died of accident, and the red witch finally found a trace of her and went on a killing spree. Not knowing who was exactly the target."

I glanced out the window and we were truly in Silver Moon’s ghost town. I unlocked the door and pushed it open. I stepped out of the car and immediately I took a glance of the area, my face wore a frown. My forehead creased with frustration. I walked further into the empty town that was mostly covered in fog. I could barely see anything. I couldn’t hear anything and I wasn’t picking up any scents. Kudos to Ikea, she truly was a magnificent witch. Mother had explained to me what type of protection spell this could be and only a very powerful MasterCraft of magic could successfully pull it off.

A shimmer through the thickets below, so brief she almost missed it. But her eyes, trained now by instinct and fear, followed the glint again. There it was. Her blood chilled. She blinked once, twice, three times. The town didn’t disappear. It wasn’t a hallucination. No. This was real. And it wasn’t any ordinary town. She could feel it, the magic vibrating in the air like low thunder. It was witch magic. That town… it was the secret hideout of the witches. A place said to he hidden. A place that sounded like....a myth.

It was a beautiful sight, a peaceful, cozy town. “This is Brindlewood.” Alissa said in a calm tone, “A little town where humans and witches lived together in perfect harmony. I was part of a coven which in retrospect was really more of a family, really. We healed the town’s sick, nurtured the land, and helped bring crops to lifewhen the winters got to harsh.” I could feel her pride in every word as she spoke, “But then… they came.” Alissa waved her hand, and the peaceful town twisted, and all I could see was fire, all I could hear were screams, and all I could feel was pure chaos. I subconsciously took a step back as a man stepped into the town square.

Nina catches it, processes it and reveals to me she's a witch. “She’s a witch. I brought her here to cleanse this house. I don't want any other nonsense before the Alpha elections.” Cathylene explains. “But Mom…we are werewolves…” Liam protests but stops when his mother shoots him a glare. “Where are you coming from?” the witch asks, facing me slatingly. “Answer her,” Cathylene orders. I swallow. “Town.” She scoffs like she doesn't believe me. “Town?” She repeats, her face contorting. “Did you get into a fight with someone different from your clan and blood?”

The same cold, mirthless sound that we had heard before. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I asked, "Who is that?" Rain zoomed in on the woman's face, and we studied it carefully. But none of us recognized her. Blaze's eyes narrowed as he said, "I think I can help with that. Let me take a closer look." He took Rain's laptop and started typing away. After a few minutes, he looked up, his expression grim. Who was this woman, and what did she want with us? Blaze's voice was low and serious as he said, "I think I know who she is. And it's not good. Her name is Morgan, and she's a witch with a reputation for being ruthless and cunning." I felt a chill run down my spine. A witch? What did she w