Blonde Witches Novels & Stories

Time and space surrounding their immediate area seemed to slow to a crawl as the shadowy forms solidified into five women, the center of whom had raven dark hair and a tawny complexion. “Who do we need to kill, Wolf?” She demanded, the voice the same as the one in his head. “Humans,” he said, unsure of the good it would do. Five more bodies, even witchy ones, wouldn’t make a dent in this madness. “Spare the Wolves. They are…in pain.” No sooner had the words left his mouth than the three central witches’ eyes begin to glow, morphing between a purple and blue so bright it appeared white-hot. The air around them began to crackle, and an unseen force began to blow, kicking up debris and swirling

he stated. Bryan and Frank nodded. One dropped our packages, and the other dropped Todd, who asked, “What are the four elements they can master?” Good question, Todd. He asked one of my doubts for me. I almost gave him a thumbs up. “Wind, water, fire and earth. Thus we've got the Lady of Wind, also known as the White Witch; the Lady of Water, the Blue Witch; the Lady of Fire, the Red Witch; and finally, the Lady of Earth, the Black Witch. To my knowledge, the one behind Bentley was the White Witch.”

The pirates looked around wondering if it was a good idea to go to the witch's shop. — Introduce yourself, seaman... — Manna for Igor — Igor Huntson — Maná, well, say what you want, even though you already suspect it. — Maná got up and walked, looking at the captain. Igor didn't look away from her, he had seen worse, he had faced worse beings at sea, which some called monsters. On the other side of the house, witches were gathered. About ten witches, most were young people and children. They were distributed around the room, sitting on the sofa, others challenged each other to see who was more powerful and others... looked through the small window in the door, the room where the pirates were

If witches where getting involved in the Royal Santos Lycan pack, that meant they expected another attempt from the rebels and the red headed witch. “They will create a scenario which will test your senses to their limits. You are required to use your senses to walk up to this lantern and extinguish its flame.” He places the lantern on the muddy patchy grass ground as one of the witches lights the candle with a flick of her finger. The witches all move to stand in front of the lantern, all four standing in a line but distanced out. Almost positioning themselves in an attack formation. Two of the witches looked identical, they must be twins. Both had long straight blonde hair styles in exactl

90 meters, their eyes piercing through the hall, their lips pressed, and their hair cut to its lowest. Then followed the White Witches of Panoma. They graced the venue in white robes that flowed to the ground, with purple belts respecting the day’s colors. Their hair was held up with silver ornaments, and golden bracelets hung on their wrists with different colored gems, indicating their ranks within their territory.

With a wave of my hand, I conjured clothes around him. “Saoirse, are you alright?!” Blaze and Renzo both shouted at once, crowding me. “Fuck off, Renzo!” Blaze snarled, shoving him back. “I’m fine!” I snapped. “This is not the time for quarreling!” Vlad’s witches were upon us, blasting with raw power. Liv and Aksel raised a shimmering dome of protection around us, their faces glowing with magic. Holly’s eyes locked on Halo, and without hesitation, she pushed past the twins. The two witches unleashed their fury, magic clashing like thunder. Mira, Elda, the twins, and I turned on the others, cutting them down individually until only Halo remained.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

Gwendolyn smiled sadly and replied, “We have been observing you for quite some time now. You were not deemed ready but because of this incident, the Triple Goddess has pushed her plans forward. Come and meet the others. Enough of the sad atmosphere.” Clara nodded and followed Gwendolyn who stopped by a group wearing blue overalls with the sign of lightning on it, “Hello.” Instead of shaking her outstretched hand, they all stood up and went on their knees with bowed head. It was at this moment that she noted that everybody was on their knees before her. Clara looked at Gwendolyn with a panic filled expression and said, “What is going on here?” Gwendolyn smirked, “Prophecies and fate has deter

I mean, even if I were, I would probably reject him, or he would reject me. Witches and Wolves do not mix; we are convenient allies when we both share a common goal. We are not friends, and we certainly are not lovers. I am from a long line of witches here in Chelan; my family is what you call witch royalty. The family line dates to the 18th century. Xavier is next in line to be Alpha of the Tukwila Pack. The strongest pack in the state of Washington. He will need a strong queen to serve at his side, but I do not plan to be me.

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.