Chaos Witch Novels & Stories

“ She swallowed hard, “Why do I feel like you are about to tell me, I am the key.” “Because you are. You are not yet, but you will be.” “Ummm...”, Evrah shook her head. “What does that mean?” “That means that you are in quite a pickle dear one. For the darkness to be defeated, the key must unlock and harness its full power, but if not done with care the lower realms will face despair.” Evrah fell on her back, her palm over her face, and took a deep breath. Why her? She was just a hunter's daughter. They have it wrong. She was not the one they were looking for.

With one final surge, Vittoria twisted her ankle and shoved the branch sideways with both hands until she felt the pressure snap loose. But the current spun her violently, dragging her into chaos. She flailed, choking on desperation, more bubbles slipping from her mouth as she reached for the surface—but darkness surged in ruthlessly, swallowing her as though it meant to be her final prison.

Sacha said her wish out loud right from her soul to the moon. When the Mage had taken Sacha, she had already been bathed and clothed appropriately to meet the Master of the mansion. However, he was offended by her and told her she needed to wash again. I am asking for too much. I should depend on myself to solve my own problems and get myself out of this one. If I am going to save myself I need to act now. Her focus was now on the bedroom door.

Women were prohibited in Sehran at this hour but as the lady in his carriage demanded to meet master Xavier at any cost, the carriage man could not let her down at that. He was blinded by his greed too. "That's an early statement but I can still ensure your well-being!" Princess Rosemary who had her one leg upon the another while sitting charming inside the carriage spoke, she looked at the scenery of the church sliding the curtains a little as the man tensed up after hearing her voice again. The fact that every time she spoke, the carriage man always got weird chills down his spine... she always sounded so mysterious and rare. Maybe the carriage man was just too scared because she introduce

She cackled and soon the whole room was shaking and tilting on its own axis. Suddenly, fire shot out of the rod and Lucia was lucky enough to dodge it. She had been expecting something like that and had mentally prepared herself ever since she saw the staff pointed at her. She knew most witches loved fighting with fire when angered and this was not different, considering that she's their queen. Only a few witches could make one freeze to death and those were the most deadly when angered. She knew the one right before her was so angry and would battle it out to the latter with her so she was prepared to dodge her attacks while sending out a few of her own.

With so much chaos going on within the corner walls, it was a good thing Kai placed a burning sage to keep all the noise in. I felt my energy weakening, as the witches began to pull Sheila's magic closer to her as if forming an invisible bubble around her and having her within. A growl left her lips and screamed. At her scream, a powerful wave of energy left her body, pushing some of the witches against the wall. I grabbed the two witches that stood at my sides. They didn't break from their chanting, they kept going and the others were up, joining the chants. Slowly, Sheila's body was pinned back on the bed by an invisible force, but she kept thrashing through. The chaos within her that desp

"An oath shall be sworn here witnessed by Themis, Goddess of the Scale I shall attain all principles of Etheria And be the mistress of all evils of the 13 Hells! From the Seventh Palace, attended to by three great heralds of power, Come forth from the Throne of Slumber, Answer to the name of Rubisviel Althreya Fyaril, Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest!" The ground bearing the circle released a turret of purplish-black light and the sheer force of the power sent the witch flying to the ground. Her familiar tumbled with her but she luckily caught him before he could hit the wall and attain any serious damage. She groaned and looked at her work. Her eyes widen at the displeasing result

I tilt my head up to the person who just talked. I narrow my eyes. "Who are you, by the way?" The woman smiles. She has curly black shiny hair. has a dark skin but is beautiful. "I was the leader of the witches in the real world. when we sensed that the royal blood soldier was in danger. We make a sacrifice to return here inside the prison box.Even if we knew that we couldn't go back if the royal blood soldier died in the hands of the hybrid. Wanda is a thousand-year old half-witch, wolf, and vampire. Who do we think has already escaped from his coffin? The underworld that all of the creatures back then jointly built was already collapsed. Our power detects that. And thank God that we decide

My magic, fueled by raw emotion, had amplified the natural forces around me, creating a spectacle of nature's fury. I knew I couldn't stay here any longer. My decision to leave was not just about self-preservation; it was about sparing Alpha from the dangers of knowing the truth about me. As a witch from the Howling Nexus clan, my existence was a secret that could bring harm not only to me but also to those around me. Alpha, in his trust and kindness, had unknowingly placed himself in harm's way by accepting me.