Coraline Witch Novels & Stories

Maybe this young witch slept with Marek Olun as the spiritual companion when she had the adult phase crisis. As a witch passes through adult phase crisis day, if they can get a powerful spirit companion as their sleeping partners, they will get a boost to their mana upgrade. Olun family Alpha members have a powerful energy inside their body so if a witch experiences adulthood sleeping with Alpha from the Olun family, they will get a lot of boost in their energy. However, even so if the witch who did that didn't have the talent to become a high-level witch they would bleed from that huge energy boost, and end up having dire consequences. This benefit is only known to Witch Una who has been in

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.

, he tells pointing towards one clay tablet which has letters written in old Latin language which is different than the evolved Latin which humans know, being a witch I clearly understand and can read it since my childhood. “usus vulpis rubri mortui sanguinis ad tollendum venenum e lamia efficax est cum sol corpus ferit”, I read it out loud unconsciously deep in the thoughts. I remember seeing few vampires coming and leaving my parents work place when I was young, but I didn’t knew that witches and wizards used to note down these things when they have photogenic memory and they teach others practically making medicines than giving notes. “What was that?”, Dr Wilson asks curiously to which I

He could not go back to his own home, so he went to a strange village, and employed himself in keeping sheep. Many times, he walked round and round as near to the hated castle as he dared to go, but all in vain; he heard or saw nothing of Solina. At last he dreamt one night that he found a beautiful purple flower, and that in the middle of it lay a costly pearl. In his dream, he dreamt that he plucked the flower, and went with it in his hand into the castle, and that everything he touched with it was freed from the old witch's spell, and that there he found his Solina again.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

Coral “I have searched far and wide for the baby but I can’t find her. What other thing can we do? Is there another way out? The flames from the fire crackled wildly in the middle of the room casting eerie shadows across the witch’s face as she stared at me blankly. My patience was running thin and I was getting tired of having to keep talking with her. I balled my hands into fists, my nails digging into my palm so hard that I feared I would hurt myself and draw blood. “Coral you-” “I don't want to hear it,” I snapped, cutting her off. “Fian another way. And find it now.” The old witch looked at me dead in the eyes, unfazed by my anger and words. Her long, sharp nails tracfed weird patterns

“She’s a hybrid, just like you. And because she was not only a witch and a dragon shifter, she’s a vampire as well. That’s what made her powerful, and feared by the alpha king himself. But she didn’t think she was that powerful, just like you don’t see yourself as powerful now,” My brows knit. As fair as I recall Zanicus showing me his memories with Coraline and him together, Coraline seems to be a sweet girl. They type who would never use her powers to hurt anybody. Still, she was made a target, and the loss of her has driven Zanicus here to obsession and near insanity. I nod, letting go of the reins completely so Valkerie could have full control. I sat back and watched as Zanicus’ eyes see

The witch raised his hand and hurled a bolt of dark magic at Cora. She moved swiftly, barely dodging in time as the energy streaked past her arm. His eyes darkened with confusion and rage. "What are you?" Cora stood tall, her gaze unwavering. "I’m a wolf. And you don’t belong here." Without warning, the witch sprang forward, moving so fast it was almost impossible to track. Raven's instincts took over in an instant. She summoned her power, heat rushing to her palms as she flung a ball of fire straight at his back. Flames exploded on impact, sending him crashing to the ground with a sharp cry of pain.

Humans might not possess magic, but they don’t carry a curse either. What is Princess Avalea doing here? Most Venusian Witches wouldn’t even be caught dead in this hut. At that, my heart skips several beats. What if she is dead? My hands and feet go cold as I inch forward until I’m touching the edge of the pallet. I bend over close to her face to check if she’s breathing. And that’s when she turns around and opens her eyes. Her eyes, the color of spun gold, are wide and filled with terror. Her mouth opens into a silent scream as she scoots away from me until her back hits the wall.