Cromwell Witches Novels & Stories

In certain regions belonging to the Atlantic Ocean, witches was seen as a “evil” in certain moments of distress. The city of Lovadu, for years and years, suffered violence, reaching a moment of crisis. In that city there was a young man called Igor Hunton, son of Clarina and Sebastian Hunton, he had an older and a younger brother.

Always picking on Freya during council meetings was a little bit endurable but attempting to run away with the seed and also being the cause for the death of the earth witches Williams, which only he knows the reason for was a little bit way out of league. The complex is so quiet that when a pin drops, the noise it would make would sound like a bomb blast, every single one of the righteous witches could be seen bowing down to the image of the last Ravened smith hung on the walls of the hall while some witches hummed some songs in harmony to brighten up the environment.

Vincent had every right to move on with his life. “Tell me,” He snapped her from her thoughts. Amanda nodded. “Yeah sure.” She flipped the pages of the same book until one big title came to their sight. She pointed to the big word. “Yes, I could see that. It’s a myth.” “Demon wolf was a myth once.” “There is no proof that the resurrection spell still existed. The last one existed and killed hundreds of villagers. Under a peace treaty between species at that time, the witches agreed to destroy every evidence about the spell.”

Lily asked-" Why are they fighting?" The man took a deep breath as he replied-" Well, everything was going well, until one day, King's wife met a witch, she tried to capture her as the salve for her amusement, and the witch denied and use spells to escape from there in which the queen got hurt. Since then, the King has announced the war between The Witches and The Humans"

Jackson and his friends waywardly went back inside the room and continued their ritual; it was only a matter of time before someone got a whiff of his this and went ahead and reported to the council. The witch council governed my old and arrogant wizards. It was almost midnight, and I needed to go home; I went back to the party in search of Christa, but she wasn't anywhere near the party grounds, and the more time I waited, the quicker everyone here got killed by the witch council ( the system).

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin

the warriors start murmuring among themselves. "Isn't the woods declared to be dangerous for now? When did Prince Lucian found his mate? Is the rumor about a witch in Crisinda true?" The warriors asked among themselves while Russell paused for them to digest the piece of information he just passed before he continue. "Due to the rise in rogue sighting and the fruitless effort of the king to reach the prince, it is feared that the prince has most likely been abducted but we don't know where," another round of murmuring broke out among the warriors.

"You know what happened the last time a Crone was harmed. Have you forgotten the consequences of harming a Crone? We are called Untouchables for a reason." Unlike any other species, witches were divided into Houses. And the witches born in the House of Crones also known as the House of Untouchables were born to rule, to lead. Crones were rare, it took over a millennium for a Crone to be born. They were invincible, destructive and feared by all because they had the power to bend the world to their will. But that was not the case with all the Houses of Witches. If the House of Untouchables was invincible the other Houses of Witches were too vulnerable to survive outside the Sacred Land of Witc

The sticky note was in English as if it had been translated, so I read it. “The Zoldeck name grew to notoriety in the late 1600s. Not much is known about them before the events of Shadow Hill. On the eve of October 14th, 1685, a young woman named Margery Holbrook was burned at the stake, having been falsely accused of witchcraft. She was the close friend of Augusta Zoldeck, the leader of the Zoldeck coven, but knew nothing about Augusta’s identity of being a witch. At this time, the Zoldecks were a small coven practicing in good and nature magic under the cover of healing herbs and protection wards and were well-received by their neighbors. They strove for peace, tranquility and protecting t