Dark Witch Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

She waved her hand as though she hadn’t nearly died. Nora’s eyes softened with guilt. “I brought fresh clothes. Dr. Zamini will come treat your wounds soon. Until then, let me dry your hair.” Angela silently sat before the mirror while Nora gently towel-dried her damp hair. The room fell quiet except for the crackling fireplace and the storm raging inside Angela’s head. That rogue wasn’t ordinary. She could still remember the terrifying energy radiating from him, dark magic wrapped around him like smoke. A witch. No… worse. A wizard.

“Quit this bullshit and go sit for dinner!“ She angrily turned off the television. “Why did you do that? Mrs. Nora Williams was about to announce the date for the pick.“ I sluggishly stood from the floor with a huge frown on my face. “You mean the hideous, wicked witch of the west?“ Megan retorted with a scoff. “Mrs. Tera Greygott is the wicked witch of the west. I'm talking about Mrs. Nora Williams.“ I explained, slapping off a peck of dust on my faded gown. “All rich folks are wicked witches of the west, be it Williams or Greygott. Now go sit!“ She fired back, walking past me with angry steps. “No offense, but I think you're the only one with that mindset. Every other person around here se

She said with a smile and exited the room with them. They walked around the coven before getting to the front of a place that looked like a tomb but it is not. Nora used her power to roll the stone that was blocking the way away before walking inside alongside Austin and Rose. They picked a torch and continued their way down the path. It was quite dark but the light was there to guide them. Then suddenly they got to the front of a wall. There was no place again to move. Nora breathed out and closed her eyes. She went towards the wall and placed her hands on it. The engine was triggered and the wall start breaking, no, not breaking, it shuffled and there was a clear path now. Nora urged her h

The moon above pulsed in time with my heart-wild, unyielding, bound to the mate whose scent filled the night. And then - her scream. My eyes whipped to her, and I watched in awe as Nora stood at the center of it all, her aura bursting like wildfire. The air around her seemed to shimmer with energy, threads of light and wind twisting together, shaking the trees and scattering debris. Wolves dropped to their knees, compelled by instinct to bow. But the Beta — that traitorous coward — continued to shout, "She's possessed! She's not one of us anymore!" His words added fuel to their fear. I pounced on him, but before I could reach, something stopped me — Nora’s cry.

---------------- Third person POV (2 days ago Nora Parker or rather Nora Sanders as she calls herself now smirked at her daughter's reaction when she saw her. She had always hated Rosalyn since before she was born, Nora had once visited a witch to read her fortune and it was there she found out she was pregnant and the witch told her that the baby she carried would cause her to loose someone special to her.

Sorry, I crossed a line I can’t uncross. I bit my lower lip, then exhaled sharply. “Fuck it,” I muttered, turning away. The door opened. “Oh, Melody, what a surprise.” My blood froze. I turned slowly, forcing a smile that felt brittle. “Aunty Nora.” And beside her was Jensen. I looked away immediately. Had her gaze always been this intense? This intimidating? “What are you doing out here? Come in, my love,” Nora said warmly. I breathed again meanwhile Jensen said nothing.

Wanting to delve into his purpose here. Worthington was worried he was running out of time. Radix is growing impatient. Rubbing his forehead, Worthington groaned. “She’s impossible.” Nora Bishop. Bast knew who Worthington was talking about. The woman the demon had sent Worthington to charm. The Fallen…

He grinned wickedly, showing his sharp fangs. “Good morning, bitch,” he said mockingly. “Did you sleep well?” Nora tried to get up, but her limbs felt like lead. She realized she was tied to a fucking chair with wires attached to her temples, she couldn’t remember anything from yesterday because she passed out. She looked around and saw she was in a dark warehouse, surrounded by wooden crates. She had no idea what was inside them, but she had a bad feeling. She turned her head and saw a large board behind Thomas with photos and names of different pack members of the Stormchaser pack. Next to each photo, there was a number, indicating their net worth. Her blood boiled with anger and rage.

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."