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.

Beside him stood a figure in a dark hood that even my wolf flinched from. “You’re late, Mason,” Glacier’s voice echoed unnaturally off the cliffs. “The Luna is no longer yours. She is our sacrifice.” With a single motion, he signaled, and dozens of the river’s “undead” wolves charged from behind the waterfall. “Corin!” I looked back—but the barrier snapped shut. Corin remained on the far side, collapsing to her knees from exhaustion, while we were trapped inside with Glacier and his dark army. The trap had closed. But this time, it was I who was cornered.

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

The swirls reminded her of the like the magic that had surrounded her as she burned at the stake and whisked back to the past. She pulled away from Orion with a confused furrow of her brows and sat up, unconcerned by her nudity when he had already seen it all. "But that doesn't make any sense, it's the Goddess that saved me that day." "What?" He questioned with a stunned expression, his voice heavy with fading arousal and confusion.

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.

"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."

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.