Novel & Cerita Chaos Witch

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

No matter what she said, she was still his mate, and he'd support her. "Please bear with me as I tell you a little story about where I come from. My father or creator is Chaos. He's the ruler of the area between the heavens and the Earth. Me and his other offspring can travel to all the realms because we have no one area we're tied to. I am the goddess of darkness and night, so I stay in the deepest part of the underworld. When gods and goddesses create someone, it's not the same as you do it here on Earth. There's no need for a man and woman to have a child. We have a lot of power and magic and many use that to create other gods and goddesses from our own image. I have several what you woul

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

She can’t be reckless. In the 13th century, the all-seeing blind seer Eon prophesied that the birth of Lilith’s descendant, a pure white witch, would end the chaos, bloodshed, and hostility that had separated all supernatural beings for millennia. The white witch would unite with other supernatural beings and help protect all entities, including humans.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

'Cerpa' was the outer shell (our bodies) that protected our Raka and 'Raka' was a word that described both the energy and soul of our being. "Yes, I consent," Courtney responded. The humming resumed and Courtney opened her hand for the needle to do its work and get a drop of her blood into the silver cup. The flames roared once more and this process repeated from Witch to Witch in their ranking of importance. 3) Chicha Chanthara 4) Emilia Von Hessen 5) Sharon Karl 6) Owami Maikori 7) Ruby George 8) Natalie Rosenberg 9) Sophia Lightfoot 10) Ziyah Farran

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

I hear his voice behind me and I turned around to find him with Hannah in his arms who was wearing a beautiful blue frock and a princess tiara. “Awww, look at you. You look like Elsa from Frozen.” I kissed her chubby cheeks and took her from his arms. “Thank you, Becca. You look beautiful too,” she squealed in excitement and Xavier cleared his throat trying to get some attention. “What?” “Uhhh...How do I look, ladies?” he asked and I trailed my eyes all over his sexy body which was wrapped in a three-piece black suit. I mean, it was a sin to look so fucking hot but I decided not to boost his ego.

My heart still thrummed with lingering disappointment over the realization they were not my mates after all. Best to avoid any further distractions from their admittedly devastating good looks. The meeting commenced, and my mother was one of the first to speak up. “I’ve received seen that the dark witches are gathering forces at an alarming rate,” she said grimly. “The chaos of the werewolf wars before gave them leverage to gain power. They thrive on chaos and wars and use it to manipulate and destroy.”