Charmed Witch Wars Novels & Stories

Gail closed her bedroom door and leaned against it. Despite her best attempts, the guilt flooded her. The witches had all but declared war on the werewolves. Worse yet, it seemed they were winning. Gail had no doubts that the coven controlling all werewolves in the area, or possibly the country, wasn’t a good thing. But what could she do about it? She took down the box from the closet with the idea to toss the charm in there, but when she saw the pictures, she hesitated. Gail plopped down on the bed next to the box. She picked up one photograph.

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

Aric's instinct was telling him to step away from the witch but his responsibilities as a king were telling him to end her. Aric can feel that the witch was surrounded by a mad haze and in her madness, she was trying to get herself killed but once the fog of madness got cleared from her mind, Aric won't be able to defeat her. "Charlie had ruined your mate bond, I have her soul within me, your majesty, I'll ruin your Kingdom. Charlie made you mourn for a couple of centuries, I will make you mourn for the rest of your eternal life." Amber exclaimed with such determination that Aric believed her every single word.

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,

“I’m not sure. It took a considerable amount of magical effort to shrink the logs.” I bite back a sigh as I’m reminded of what Aldrich said earlier. The ruler has to be the most powerful witch or wizard, and I'm unable to perform even the simplest acts of magic. I wonder how nobody has questioned the rules in all the thousands of years they have been enforced. Perhaps we have done it for so long that we accepted them as the absolute truth. It is not surprising that when Werewolves arrived in Altair, they rebelled. No wonder they think the laws need to be updated.

Drawing upon their combined strength and the unwavering support of their pack, they confronted the witch in a climactic battle that shook the very foundations of the mansion. Spells clashed, claws clashed, and the air crackled with magic as the triad fought tooth and nail to protect their community. Andrea tapped into her Moon Goddess powers, channeling the ancient energy to counter the witch's dark magic. Jax and Rachel fought alongside her, their bond and love serving as an unbreakable shield against the witch's onslaught.

CASSIE I never thought there would be a second war that I would have to participate in my entire life and it all happened after I married Jayden. This war was actually a war between witches. But since the one being fought over in this war was Serena, I must do whatever it takes to win it. The price is no longer my life, but the life of my child, my baby who cannot be replaced by anything. No mother would want to lose her child, and neither would I.

She wrapped him in a hug, whispering into his ear, “Don’t you ever scare me like that again. Do you hear me?” Charlene stood frozen, trembling. “Princess, come here,” Seth said gently. “I’m fine.” But Charlene couldn’t breathe. “You were dead... I couldn’t save you.” She tried calming breaths, but it only made her hyperventilate. Gigi moved to her side. “There was nothing more you could’ve done. You fought a demon lord and won. But reviving someone? That takes more than raw power—it takes time and unity.” Charlene’s eyes shimmered with fury. “This can’t happen again. We wait, and they keep finding us. We have to fight back. We bring the war to them.”

A dark witch should be in the middle of everything, feeding off the dark energy that fighting to the death created, yet the witch was nowhere to be seen. I made my way towards the fire just in time to see Rhi charge towards Timophy while in her third form. "Darcy! Get the fuck out here and fight this floating witch!" Chantel yelled out, pulling my attention away from Timophy and Rhi. I whipped my head in the direction of Chantel's annoying voice to see a familiar witch walk out from her hiding place behind the large oak tree. My heart sank when I saw the condition that she was in. Oh, Darcy. What have you gotten yourself into ....

She has heard of the Midnight dust once from her handmaiden back in Assyria and how it was the most lethal poison used to weaken the wolves and make them feel disoriented during battles and this poison was created by the witches but unfortunately Lia never believed in the existence of witches. "I see.. Can I ask you a question Charlotte?" Lia wanted to know if whatever she heard back in Assyria wasn't some bedtime stories and they don't actually exist. "You can ask me anything, your Highness." Charlotte stopped whatever she was doing to pay attention to the princess.. "Do you think Witches really exist?" She asked and Charlotte couldn't help but smile at how naive and innocent the princess w