Clever Witch Ao3 Novels & Stories

“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?”

AURORA'S POV There was a huge mansion in woods which was white in colour with cream interior. The place gives a warm vibe but I know from far that this is going to be a hell of a ride for me. I should find a way and escape from here as soon as possible. I couldn’t escape in car because I was all panicked and was not that good in teleportation spell. I needed some time in peace so that I get the spell to work but the nerves ponding against my skin made me dumb as they said what a weak witch I am. My parents would be really disappointed in me. As soon as I was thrown into a dark room my restrains were opened letting me feel my sore hands. These motherfuckers tied them pretty tight. The darknes

His name is Declan and he is the Alpha of the blue moon pack, his mate is Avalon and she is a Dokar witch, both are strong names so it is only befitting that their daughter gets an equally strong one. Alessia.

now Aza's voice looks disbelieving, how could there be a world like that, witches, vampires, werewolves, isn't that just a myth? The more Aza thought, the more confused he was with the contents of the book. Or maybe this is a fairy tale book that he accidentally read and fell asleep, while sleeping the book hit his head so that he forgot that he had the book and read it last night, ok like that. "Argh! No logic, no logic, no logic! What the hell!" Aza grumbled in frustration. "Aza! Come down! Let's eat!" At the moment the confusion in Aza's mind widened, Aubrey's voice was like a savior for Aza who was thinking so hard that he was confused by what he was thinking.

Aldrich I swear Ava took ten years off my life, the way she was whimpering and crying in her sleep. My first thought was–somebody is magically attacking in her sleep. I don’t know if that’s even possible. I have a very limited knowledge of magic, given the strict segregation between the magical beings and us Werewolves. Pain was deeply etched on her face as she tried to ward something or somebody off, her arms flailing wildly. How was I to know that it was only a nightmare?

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

“And the dragon?” My throat closed at the thought of its eyes—black, ringed with fire-red pupils, eyes that reminded me too much of her. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “Maybe it was her doing. Maybe she conjured it. We can’t know what kind of power a witch still carries—not when we thought they were all gone.”

She tried her best to push back the tears as she looked up at her, allowing her to carry out the activity she was instructed to do. The witch closed her eyes as she began to recite some spells, which Alicia could remember. They sounded like ancient spells, very ancient. She could tell that her memory was being read by the dizziness she felt. She could almost hardly steady herself. Finally, the witch stopped and her gaze darkened as she stared at Alicia with loathing. Alicia knew she probably already knew about Lucian, which was why there was so much anger and disgust on her face. The destruction was now done there was no hope for her to be recouped neither did she want to she long accepted h

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

She closed her eyes exhaling deeply before taking a step away from the tree. “Where do you think you're going?” Katherina asked resting her left arm on the tree obstructing Danica. Danica smirked. “Two vampires,” Danica said. “Is she a witch?” Katherina asked looking at Iago who was standing next to her. “She is just a feeble supernatural with the power of elemental manipulation.” Iago mocked. Danica clenched her fist glaring at them, her eyes flashing blue. “Get away from my aunt.” Michaela said pushing her hands through the air. Katherina and Iago got moved away, they got back on their feet but this little witch was getting their brains fried.