Clever Witch Ao3 Novels & Stories

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

“Go on.” “The witches were an ancient bloodline with sacred magic. But they could not defeat the demons alone. So they created something new. Something powerful enough to protect both themselves and humanity. They merged three ancient forces: the power of a demon, the body of a wolf, and a witch who gave herself willingly to complete the transformation.” I could not help myself. “Let me guess. Like every story like this, there’s a foolish girl who sacrifices herself for some man.” Elly shot me a look that clearly said shut up. But I just shrugged.

"They will get answers." "And the pack?" "They will get justice." Kade looked at me and his voice was quiet. "She is a witch." "I know." "She was avenging Salem." "I know." "She is not going to stop." I looked at the dark trees and the falling snow and the sky. "I know," I said. The walk back to the academy was long and the snow was deep and the silence was heavy. I thought about the witch and her black eyes and her sharp smile. I thought about Salem and the betrayal and the wolves who had turned their backs. I thought about Cressida and her dark hair and her dark eyes and the way she looked at me like I was something precious.

The last thing I needed was more trouble. By afternoon, the trees thinned out and the path joined a bigger road. I saw other travelers. A group of young mages chatting about academy entrance tests. A merchant with a cart full of glowing potions. I joined the flow of people, keeping my head down and listening. "Did you hear about the witch at the werewolf execution?" one mage whispered to his friend. "They say she grew dragon wings and disappeared. The Alpha King is furious. He has patrols out everywhere." I kept my face blank and walked past them. My heart beat faster. Kael really was not giving up. Good thing I looked nothing like the girl they burned at the stake.

Her childish mind could only think that she shouldn't attract any eyes of the audience and look down from the grinning faces of the nobles. Even if Ariana couldn't view their faces, she could sense what kind of emotion and desire running through their eyes. Lust, greed, selfish, and disgust. Some chattered about the use of a child slave and the fact that they could raise her to their taste. A few sorcerers also eyed themself on the girl, whispering how the girl would be a fitting sacrifice for a demonic ritual. "We will start the bid, from 50 gold coins!" The auctioneer slammed his hand on the tall wooden table that stopped on his waist. He glanced around hawking the bidders who had their in

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,

She continued, "Very soon, your witch which lies dormant in you would begin to show itself. You were able to hypnotize that man at your shop because it has activated only a bit. The witch is as powerful as the wolf but more cunning. "What do you mean by cunning mum?" Lucia asked with enthusiasm. "It's cunning and yes, both belong to you, but they can be manipulated if you don't learn to control them. You should learn how to. Another battle would break out and your safety and the safety of some people would depend on how well you were able to control your beasts..." She said and went mute... She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen.

“We will, Arnou chuckled. The road to Lycan territory was rather smooth and I was scared initially Bayata has been confirmed to be the most powerful witch and as such she has been sought for by people either to heal or to steal her powers whichever one it was Arnou and I choose not to let Bayata into that kind of world yet as we believe she would grow up and figure things out instead of complicating things for her.

“Try me slut, and you’ll see what this witch can do. “She jumps to me as the spell leaves my lips, she flies back and hits the grass, then springs up immediately and lunges at me. Someone grabs her, midair, Xavier. He pulls her against him while glaring at me. “You should learn your place, witch.” I scowl at him. “Keep your bitch on a leash, dog.” He clenches his teeth as I walk past him, so as I said earlier, wolves and witches aren’t friends. Xavier has never spoken to me unless it is to tell me about my proper place. He, however, does spend a lot of time glaring at me. I was fine with that until he began invading my dreams every night. If you do not like me, stay away from me, including m

"That is good and if that is what we want to do, we must do it quickly because with what she just did and no doubt what they have be discussing, that Alpha is going to want to find a witch to help rather quickly." Santiago nods his head, we then move from our position and head back into the town, once there we go from stall to stall asking if anyone would help Isabella, everyone we spoke to wouldn't take the change to help her until we got to the last stall. The middle-aged, which was about to say no when an old lady approached where we were talking "This young witch you speak of, is she a full witch?" "No mam, she is half witch half wolf... She is the result of one of my females having an a