Charmed Witch Wars Novels & Stories

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

There were more of them than us, but their power was nothing compared to what we could do, yes they could shift but we had spells which could protect us and harm them. A war had suddenly erupted the warriors fighting the witches, whom were from powerful houses. The warriors had no chance of winning against us. Some of their warriors had started falling and several bleeding out, just as I was about to throw a fireball at Alpha Laurence, I heard a scream, “Noooooooooo”. As I turned around to see where this had come from, I saw out of the corner of my eyes something move very fast towards the Alpha.

I said, making them turn and look at each other. “And after the princess, all of us” said elder Emma, causing a thick silence to take over the room. Our Kingdom had been plagued by war for far longer than its been Kingdom and has claimed too many of us. We're not even sure we would survive if Alari fell into their hands. “We've been at war with the witches for too long and they won't stop until every creature under moon is their slave” Elder Rose said, adding to the tension already too thick to even cut through.

said Aza, then she took the book quickly, as if she had memorized which page she immediately opened and then read it again. "In written books, the two colors symbolize peace and conflict, peace is the month of the Hidden World and contradiction is the month of Lucifer. Lucifer draws the sun so that it does not shine on the Hidden World. The pull of the sun makes the Hidden Worlds lose half of their original strength, that's why Lucifer and the demon nation attacks the Hidden World beings while they become weak, " "Because at night when the Deva appears the power of the Hidden World beings is reduced by half, but the Deva has no effect on the demon nation."

My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf. My nana is a wolf, she is my grandmother, my grandfather died during the twilight wars. The twilight wars were the greatest war ever, it was a great war between all the night creatures, a peace treaty was never signed and when no one came out victorious from the war, it just stopped, but it didn't stop other people from trying to restart the war, so an agreement was reached and mating between different creatures was banned. But it so happened that the moon goddess had other plans and many witches were mated to wolves, most of

he says right as Trixy turns and runs off, far away from the war unfolding. I turn and see Emily strike Matisa just as Matisa is ready to make Elora pass out. Elora falls to the ground, coughing and gasping for air. Elora's wolves are struggling to fight against the witches. A few have pulled themselves away from the fight and are chanting, sending their energy toward other witches and making them stronger—no wonder they are now fighting more fiercely against Elora's warriors. I shift back to my human self and quickly use a spell I learned from the journal to make new clothes appear on me.

I closed my eyes as I stepped out and stood in front of the large gates, a tear slipped out of my eyes as memories flooded through my mind. James wrapped his arms around me and warmth flooded through my body relaxing every nerve present, a few more tears slipped my eyes and then I finally opened them. I moved ahead and the gates opened as usual. The gates were protected by magic, they could only open if a witch or a wizard was approaching it. It was to protect the people and the world to separate it from the rest of the human universe. It was a beautiful world above the clouds.

the warriors start murmuring among themselves. "Isn't the woods declared to be dangerous for now? When did Prince Lucian found his mate? Is the rumor about a witch in Crisinda true?" The warriors asked among themselves while Russell paused for them to digest the piece of information he just passed before he continue. "Due to the rise in rogue sighting and the fruitless effort of the king to reach the prince, it is feared that the prince has most likely been abducted but we don't know where," another round of murmuring broke out among the warriors.

I asked again, breaking the silence, my voice barely above a whisper. I needed to know. Needed to understand what was happening. He’d mentioned something about a war, but I hadn’t asked for details last night. I was too caught up in…everything else. He paused, the washcloth hovering over my skin for a moment before he continued. “After you left, the witches made their move,” he said, his tone flat. “There’s talk of war. A real one this time. They’re not playing games anymore.” I frowned, my heart pounding a little harder. Witches? War? It didn’t make sense. “But…I don’t know anything about being a witch,” I admitted, my voice trembling slightly. “I don’t—"