Daniel Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

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.

The blackette made her eyes flare brilliant blue to signal that she was being very serious about it. Daniel looked at his younger sister sadly. He really did love her and he screwed up royally on that case. Deep down he knew she wasn’t capable of killing innocent people. Her eyes glowed blue for Christ sake! That only happened for white witches. If she had been a dark witch, they would be red. It was one of the reasons that he had defended her to dad. He exchanged glances with his brother, knowing that he felt similarly. “Ok, we’ll go”, Daniel agreed.

Daniel glanced down at the door with a thoughtful expression then he bent down slightly and waved his hand in front of the door. “That's because there's a strong spell placed on it, a spell that even a wolf can't break" He muttered then straightened up with a sigh. “That means there's definitely something down there for a witch to have it locked" Daniel nodded. “It appears so. Don't leave this spot just in case whoever has this locked is watching. Call me or mind link me if anything happens" Leo nodded. “Where are you going?" “Zane knows a witch and he's the only one she'd answer to so I have to make him get out of that house somehow. Don't wait up for me, this might take long" Daniel mutter

As Clara was about to talk, Emrys raised a hand and said, “If you are truly who prophecy says you are, then you have a long way to go, I’m afraid.” She was about to talk again when Emrys was about to raise his hand so instead, she turned her question into a snarl, “Don’t you dare shush me again, Emrys. I mean it.” The pitcher of water beside her clattered to the ground without anyone touching it and spilled water onto the metal floor. Emrys’ gaze went to the pitcher of water and said, “You are a mouthy one, aren’t you? Anyway, you don’t know it but I will tell you. You are the most powerful witch to ever exist in centuries. Evelyn, your mother was supposed to tell you but she got to her befo

The witch woman should feel disappointed and hopeless because of the news which could make Yani use the trap magic tool sent by her mother; Yeli, to catch the woman and bring her back to the Namian Empire to be locked up by her family so they could take back her financial benefits. “How can she upgrade and become a Great witch? Her magic is supposed to be chaotic so I can trap her inside the magic tool.” Yani can’t help but mumble unbelieve at the scene which has happened before. Hilena unknowingly performed a space warp after upgrading her mana level and becoming a Great witch after she hears the bad news sent by Yani; the second daughter of her sub-master; Yeli. This young lady already fel

With the mixing of humans and witches over decades, the power of witches reduced so much that most witches had to take several hours of intense meditation to succeed in lighting a single candle. Well, Evelyn Ithaca, my mother, was very different. She was strong enough to do many things most witches would only do in the best of their dreams. According to her, there wasn't any coherent reason she had such powers, she just had it. She had always been different, and for some funny reason, she believed I was so much stronger. It was because of my powers that I had always had fallen ill...my mother told me that it was my body's reaction to the pressure of my 'powerful' magic. Whether I had powerfu

Christopher snapped at Joel, trying to tear into him, but Joel kept the alpha’s fangs at arm’s length. As they struggled, Joel noticed Christopher lacked the same stench of madness the other wolves had. If it wasn’t for the fact, Joel had become so familiar with the smell of witch magic, he wouldn’t even have known Christopher was under a spell. He kicked the alpha off of him and jumped to his feet. He looked at the statue-like Gail, then back to the alpha who was charging him again.

I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves. They had already caused us to lose a lot of men and they seemed to be growing in number. I attacked with all my strength defeating four of the witches but they were still coming, I had to descend from the sky when I began to grow weak. I was using too much of my power as it was. I picked up a spear and continued my attack when I reached the ground, I watched as Declan was tearing people limb by limb and snapping them in two like twigs. I lost concentration for a second and as soon as I turned back, I was blasted away by a Witch.

He promises. I nod and let him be. He draws a large circle and a witch's rune and sits in the middle. In one swift movement, he douses the bucket on himself and breathes. The witch wriggles in her seat trying to break free. "Dearna i a' bruidhinn dé tha dolaidh, bris an t-sàr agus na crìochan, agus tha an t-àm pian a' bhòrd.” I hear Damian say and the witch begins to shake violently.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Daisy also had enough of his bullsh*t. “Daniel, I really don’t like you or your face in general. And spending even a moment extra in this dingy lair makes me mad. And when I get mad, my power gets overwhelmingly brutal and you don’t want to see that.” Her words pierced the environment, and each and every Werewolf present in it bristled, including me. It was true that Witches and Werewolves were weapons forged in hellfire. They were like oil and water. But this little witch would sacrifice her life for me and I am glad for that.