Blonde Witches Novels & Stories

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

“Who are the purple ones?” “They’re Luna Ruth’s guards. The witches of Corsica. There’s about thirty of them. We never knew she had so many followers. Men and women. They must have been hidden away for years. Nobody knew.” “Are they all, all hybrids?” “I think so. The ones I’ve met have multi-coloured irises anyway.” “Where is Ruth?” “I don’t know, I’ve been shut in the cabin for days. Why isn’t Zena here yet? Padgett said she would be here by the full moon! She doesn’t have long left, you know. Padgett is holding on to her wolf but it won’t last forever.”

Helena felt Allistor walk into the room and close the door behind him but her eyes remained on the group as she waited for a response or a valid reason to explain why they were against her. They were not cowards, each possessing battle scars on both their bodies and minds, but her magic was an impressive force that left mute and paralyzed. The brunette had learned after so long of doing it unconsciously that if she released the right amount of her magic in just the right way, it could make hardened warriors tremble like pups in a dark forest. "You claim she is weak because she has no wolf. That she would taint the Damon bloodline if I were to fully mate and sire a pup with her." He recited,

Because the witches were very secretive about their powers, which was another disadvantage that was hanging on the shelf for the werewolves because their abilities were not something that they hid or took a long time to understand because they were not all that complex. One mistake and the witches could wipe them out. That was the reason, the Goddess made sure to protect them from other supernatural beings. Of all, witches and the cruelest and the ones on the borders of moonshine smells rancid, almost like stale bread, void of life. The wolves had to go back and get camouflage, there was no more time to plan, and even if they wanted to plan, Brittany with the information was long gone. Zane

39. The message The hair on the back of Alpha's neck stood to attention as an arc of lightning shot down his spine. He stiffened at the same time shocked gasps and a cacophony of low murmurs erupted like a wildfire in the atmosphere covered in green. Red Witches were females born as the descendants of fire. Their red curly hair denoted the flames of scorching dancing flames. Their scarlet eyes could see the future once they saw your face even in a crowd. Long and ruby red nails on their hands could kill someone worse than the pang of a pointed blade. They were dangerous as they devoted the lord of light. A lord that was as powerful as the moon goddess.

On the stroke of midnight when the witches were gathered around the lawn of the mansion in the coven, the candles were illuminated on each corner giving a bright look. All the witches and warlocks were gathered. There were only three wolves. Debrah, Vlora and Crystal stood together with Travolta. Weston stood along with all the witches and warlocks to make a circle around Pidge who was laying on the middle in a rug...her eyes closed. She was given the relaxing sleep herbal tea made by Leticia. They began the chanting and after a minute the wind blew harshly...the leaves ruffled beneath the dark sky. They could hear the whistle through the cool air. In the distance, they heard the crying of t

’ I pleaded silently, straining against the magical bonds with all my might. ‘Almost there,’ Arena assured, her voice steady despite the chaos. But before her magic could shatter their binding spell, my heart nearly stopped. My blood ran cold as I saw the other witch grab Blair’s hair, yanking her head to one side with brutal force. Blair screamed, struggling against her captor, but it was no use. The witch’s canines elongated, sharp and deadly, and my eyes widened in horror. Realization hit me like a bolt of lightning—they weren’t ordinary witches. They were vampire hybrids.

She ran into me and I realized it was a witch. A very beautiful witch, his crystal blue eyes were huge with fear, yet I realized she was blind and unaware of her powers. She was truly scared as she held on to my shirt. "Please sir, the wolves are after me... please help me." she pleaded. Her hood fell off, revealing almost white hair glowing in the moonlight. The blind witches, I realized. They were a very rare and almost extinct breed of witches. A very powerful breed of witches, she was wearing the Burgundy hood cape, a symbol of their clan.

Across from us stood Erasmus Bluthexer, Velan’s pompous royal warlock, his gray hair slicked back, his crimson robes screaming arrogance. Behind him, the five witches—Brunhilde, Hildegard, Ingeborg, Gretchen, and Ursula—lounged on conjured chairs, their cackles already echoing. “Ready to spank this overgrown toddler, Niklas?” Walda grinned, twirling her crooked cane. I inclined my head, a faint smile tugging my lips. “A gentleman never shies from duty, Walda. Though I suspect you’ll enjoy this more than I will.”

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."