Blonde Witches Novels & Stories

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.

Naomi is seated beside Citra and gives her shoulder an encouraging squeeze as well. Giving her a brief smile, Citra straightens and folds her hands in front of her on the table. She takes a calming breath before looking up at us. “The witch that attacked Brandon and the others was part of the Riding Hoods. The Red One is the highest witch in their order. They are a group of witches that hunt down and kill werewolves.” The room goes up in a roar of questions, all spoken at once. “You mean like Little Red Riding Hood?” Diego laughs.

Saying this, Merga left the woman's hand and went back to her bag, placing clothes in it. The other witches began to pack quickly with fear written on their faces. Each one of them held their children, ordering them to fill as well. Mother Elanor did the same, her bag in her hand. A few minutes later, the sound of running horses came closer to the house. Each witch glanced at each other with panic written on their faces.

The carriage man scratched the back of his head as he looked everywhere else being suddenly anxious obviously, having the eyes of the mysterious lady on him had a powerful effect. Was he scared of her? Hell, he was. "It's just... they say witches are ugly. Is it true?" His real bother was soon revealed by his statement. As that was when the disturbed princess took a short breath of relief inside her veil. For a moment she thought the carriage man started doubting her identity but luckily that was not the case... But still Princess wanted to be careful about everything she was doing. Hence taking a dangerous step forward towards the already terrified carriage man, Princess Rosemary uttered bl

'Addanc, that is his name and he identified himself when he blocked our path. 'What about the good witches, how many survived the attack? ' Like Tamara, I wanted to understand every single thing about this story. I mean I was beginning to accept the fact that he might still exist. What I failed to connect was how Addanc knew Tamara and why he would ask for her womb. There was no explanation in my mind whatsoever as to how he even knew about her being my mate. 'Only four survived, two wizards and two witches including the high priestess and they later became couples, they were blessed with one child each, a boy and a girl. ' He further explained, watching closely as I took in the information.

She spoke to a slightly shorter blonde girl beside her nearly mimicking her outfit. "You know he won't go unless that damn Witch is with him. She's been super clingy to him." She clicked her tongue in annoyance. Dante's attention perked at the mention of a Witch, but wasn't entirely sure if it was the same one he was picking up today. The brunette swept her gaze in his direction, a smirk rising on her red lips as she changed her path toward him. "My, I didn't realize I was being sent an escort." She smiled sweetly up at him. He inclined his head down at her, raising a brow ever so slowly. She matched his raised brow.

I say which makes my mom immediately stiffen and stop playing with my hair “Violet hair?” She repeats but I can tell she’s already lost in thought. “Mom what is it?” I ask curiously “I’ve only met one witch with purple hair and I thought she died with our coven. Did you get any names?” She asks “The twins called themselves Nadia and Luca. The older sister never said her name but they called her Queen” I respond. “We tried to get them to come to the pack but she said no because their parents were killed by wolves. I showed her that I was half witch but she still didn’t fully trust us and mom this girl was strong like she was constantly using magic and she never got tired, she literally made s

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

They formed a defensive line between the beast and me, their muscles were tense. The witches stepped forward, spreading out as they faced Agnes. They took off their hoods, revealing the faces of the witches. They were young and old, male and female. Magic flowed around them in different colors: blue, green, silver, red, and so much more. Mama Felz limped forward to join them, her hands glowing gold. Hazel moved to stand beside her with violet magic swirling around her hands. Agnes’s smile faltered slightly. Her eyes blazed with fury. “You think numbers will save you? I am more powerful dead than you all will ever be!”