Coraline Witch Novels & Stories

I swallowed hard as I grabbed the edges of the stone slab I was then sitting on. The sensations coursing through my veins made it clear exactly what my body was crying for at the moment. Blood. I was famished for blood. Another bitter reminder of the past I meant to escape when I gave the witch permission to put a sleeping curse on me. Desperate to divert my thoughts to other matters, I shifted my gaze toward Corrine. “Who are you?” “I’m the witch of the Blood Shade, descendant of the great witch, Cora.”

I stared her down but she didn’t blink, she didn’t seem the least bit uncomfortable threatening me. I’m a Black, I’m supposed to be tough nails! *But maybe we should get the boys…” Coral said, a bit nervous. This witch could do ten things to us in the time it would take to shift, a hundred in the time it would take someone to get to me. Then she could just as easily do whatever the hell she wanted to them too. But she was a wife, that meant she had Ben’s confidence, maybe they shared a child. What the hell is she thinking, double crossing him??

The intruders were many and their scents were masked so I could barely tell who they were or where they came from. A huge fight had broken out, but the intruders were gaining the upper hand, I caught sight of a group of witches chanting a spell to weaken our wolves and I flew towards them immediately. Not many witches can fly and since they were still on the ground, I was sure that they were not witches of higher rank. Meaning they were no match for me. I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves.

It really took up a lot of her powers and she needed at least a week to regain it back but she was able to rest for just two days. Her eyes swept across the demons to find the witch that casted the spell on Damian but she could not find her. She knew that the demon king was getting help from a witch and that the witch was a dark one. Nevertheless, she wasn't going to let her pack fall and she was going to make sure that she didn't fall into the demon king's hands. “ It has started” said Marissa in the mindlink to Klara. Wolves from different corners launged at the demons and a fight ensued. Marissa flew up and chanted a spell. A circle with symbols appeared in front of her.

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.

“The process of possession is usually a long one, and Sheila had been through the stages.” “And how do you get it out of her?” He asked, stepping closer to me again; With every breath I took, his cologne engulfed my senses, making me slightly dizzy. “The spirit belongs to a witch, Jeanette McConnell.” I turned to him with disgust in my eyes, “Of course, we all know you’ve angered plenty of those, but Jeanette is an old one, I believe she’s way before your time.”

Maybe it really had been because Nora was a witch who was mated to a werewolf and nothing else. “I thought you were friends with Roman,” Nora said, “how can you betray him like this?” Glinda laughed. “I’m a witch. I don’t have friends, Nora Connolly. I go where power goes. You should too, if you intend to survive. And witches that are mates with werewolves tend not to last long. Your friend Winter at least seems to have good understanding of this. I heard tell she abandoned her so-called ‘mate’. Smart girl. Maybe the longer you are around me, you’ll learn something.”

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

She was still beautiful—slender and youthful, with golden hair cascading over her shoulders—but her fire dimmed every time he towered over her. “Alister, please,” she stammered. “I’ve called her, but she hasn’t answered. She must be on her way home.” He jabbed a finger at her forehead. “Do you understand what’s at stake? Think, woman!” “She’s responsible,” my mother whispered. “She’ll be fine.” “She is next in line to become Witch Supreme, Coraline. Not even you could claim that title. Your sister sits on the throne now, and giving birth to Aminda is the only thing you’ve ever done right.”

The poor werewolf spilled it all, sobbing until she was let go. 'Okay guys what are you talking about? ' If they were going to keep us in darkness then we had no business staying there. 'Janette and Monica. ' 'What about them? ' I raised my left eyebrow. Tamara sipped her soup, moaning as it went down on the back of her tract. Some dripped from the corner of her mouth and the little witch snaked her tongue out and sexily licked it while she openly stared at my lips. That single action arose my cock, turning me into a one hungry beast.