Coraline Witch Novels & Stories

Vaelor said, his voice turning cold and bitter as he looked at the representation of the first Alpha. "It looks like they tried to cut the witches out of the deal to keep the power in the family, and that's when the partnership turned into a parasite," I added, and as I spoke, a section of the floor beneath the carvings began to glow with a deep, liquid light that revealed a perfectly still pool of water caught in a basin of roots.

she whispered, weakly pressing her face against my arm. "I am here. I will not let you go," I said, burying my face in her neck. Her scent was still there, pine and rain, but the spicy warmth that had once enchanted me was gone. As time passed, Corin’s condition did not improve. The pain came in waves. Sometimes her body stiffened in my arms, her nails digging into my skin as she tried to stifle cries of agony. Her muscles spasmed, as if her own body was punishing her for spending all of her magic.

My eyes met hers and her scent, the delicious scent that had me going crazy hit me harder than ever, my eyes widened, I couldn't believe this, my nostrils flared and my wolf jumped. "Mate, mate, mate, mate." My wolf danced happily. "Mate." I said and my beta left her hands and stepped back immediately, my warriors turned to me in surprise, I stared at her as her eyes widened, I'm sure she also felt what I felt. I took in her appearance, her strawberry blonde hair that was very long, she had it braided into pigtails, her freckles, her lips, her curvy body, which showed very well, due to her coming out from the water, her nipples were visible and I growled because the others saw that, she was

He questioned with a stunned expression, his voice heavy with fading arousal and confusion. "The Goddess saved me that day," she repeated, turning back to look at the man who was now seated upright with his back against the headboard. "But this," she pointed at the swirls, "does not feel like her magic and now that I think about it, neither did it when it saved me that day." Orion eyed the purple-eyed woman with worry but made no comment about her strangeness. "So, what do you..." "I don't know," she confessed, a shadow of annoyance and fear washing over her delicate features. "But the Goddess will!" Helena exclaimed with a finger raised in victory.

I know it had something to do with Cole. “That’s it,” I say. Jane and Austin stop and look at me. “I need you two to back off for a second I am going to try something.” I tell them. They continue walking after exchanging glances. I sit on the floor of the woods. I try to concentrate and clear my mind. I think of a light. Suddenly I feel a presence. I stand up to see a woman. “Witch working with wolves huh?” she asks. She tries to start her spell, but I am too fast. I look at her fire, I think. She starts to scream and hold her head. Austin and Jane run over. “Alpha is on his way,” Austin says.

Willow told her. "Damn, I guess Lily was right after all. That changes things." Dante mumbled beside her, shaking his head at her when she wanted to ask what he meant by that. "What else did Hecate say?" Miss J asked earnestly. "The spell used to release her spirit was an ancient demonic spell that no Witch knows about. I think if we can somehow find out what that spell was, we can find a way to reverse it." Willow's hands shook as she attempted to drink her tea, but Dante took the cup from her and instead grabbed her hands to help calm her down. She didn't feel frightened though. It felt as if she had an adrenaline shot sent through her entire body and its sending her into overdrive.

She knew she couldn't rely on that flake. “Ugh, I bet she’s off dancing to some spirits.” Isolde frowns and swishes away the connection. What is she going to do now? She doesn’t know any other doctors who specialize in supernatural beings...well, except Noime. Bang Bang She jumps at the pounding on the door. “Witch.” “Witch.” Shit! She needs to do something, or Rivk would have her head. She didn’t get away from that bastard warlock just to get herself killed by another man.

He and some witches had joined the Council's coven. At the end of the hallway was Cora's spell room. I pulled it gently, using my magic and found Cora at the end of the room, she was busy browsing through her grimoire. Cora was one of the Elder witches in the Council, and she was a weaver as well. Calmly, she lifted her head to the door as I walked in, and a small smile lit her face. "You are here." I let out a small smile, nodding as my eyes caught the pile of ingredients that were stationed on the table next to hers.

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

I placed my palm down over the goblet and the echoing drips of my blood as they hit silver resonated across the magic intertwined throughout the room. After a sufficient amount had spilled, I moved my hand away. It couldn't be healed until after the ceremony, something about keeping the connection to the goddess open, even though I was already giving her enough drops. The Hekate peered into the goblet and nodded, confirming the amount was appropriate. "The blood has been offered freely and willingly by the witch Corisande, may the goddess grace her with her presence. Now we weave the spell of summoning. Corisande, hold up the cup and join us in our casting.” I did as bid, raising the cup up