Dark Witch Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

With a shudder, she added, “It was so creepy. Instead of people leaping from the portrait like when we were captured, it was just dozens of hands attached to arms that got longer and longer as they reached for me.” “I ken that is because it was the work of a witch on Marduke’s behalf instead of vampires hunting their prey,” Anton suggested. “I ran downstairs and things got even crazier!” Nora said with excited animation. “It turned out that Whitehouse woman was working for Marduke. Not only does she have eyesight that would rival an eagle’s, but she practices dark magic.” Anxious for her to get on to the part about how she finally escaped the house, I eagerly asked, “What happened? What d

What hurt her most was not the wound on her left-winged arms; it’s the failure she grasped in the battle between Queen of Black Witch and warrior pack of werewolves. While hovering over the Black Iris Forest, the tired wing of Nora leads her to a rough landing in the bank of Fairy Tears River. Nora smashed her head against the piece of rock. Nora’s anger of revenge stroked her mind evens more ferociously than the pain of the wound. Nora grunted in pain, “Revenge will be your gift, you wicked witch. I will rip off the skin of freaky werewolves to wear it as my overcoat. Until then, I won’t rest.”

Nora is sitting directly opposite to me so that she can look at me while speaking and also, at the Alpha who's at the head of the table. "I have come here to return you your memories, Fenris. Xavier has assembled a lot of rogues on his side and is preparing them. They have a dark witch with them. The same one who helped him defeat your parents. Your mother had put a block on them to prevent the witch from reading them if ever you met them. But I don't think it is needed anymore." Nora speaks with a slight tremble in her voice and turns to look at Alpha Zac. He looks deadly pale and Luna also looks as if she is nauseous. "What is the matter with you all?" asks Zion again beating me to it.

Robert was giving her a hard angry look as he said stiffly “You’ve gone dark. You uncast the spells on Davina and caused her to be exposed by everyone fully endangering her life and my family’s” “Bingo” she said calmly as she wiggled her eyebrows once at him. “What the hell happened to you?!” he screamed at her. She faked a deep thinking expression as she said in a bored tone “Kidnapped, imprisoned, tortured in everyway you can possibly imagine and unimagine for a whole year, forced to turn dark to serve one evil alpha’s plans to rule the word just to be free of the endless pain, Same boring old stuff, you know. But I didn’t let it end there, no. Once I had his trust and was free, I turned o

We wouldn't have known about that fact if it was not for Helenora. Helenora was one of the most powerful enchantresses living in this world. She was the one who told us about Dabby's nightmares. I remember that day clearly. Dabby didn't stop crying for three days. She had been crying nonstop for seventy two hours. She hadn't fed for three days. She hadn't taken a dip of water. She was just screaming and crying nonstop. She didn't even get a blink of sleep. That when Pa called Helenora so she could tell us what happened to Dabby. That's when Helenora told us about her nightmares. And how they were getting louder in her head. As she was a baby, she had nowhere to escape. She could see that wom

I shook my head. “Then where is he? I need to see him right now. My heart isn’t at ease. It’s like… something is very wrong.” Before Charlotte could respond, the entire room started shaking violently. My breath caught in my throat as books and ornaments crashed to the floor. The bedposts trembled, and the lights flickered. “What… what’s happening?!” Charlotte asked, panic creeping into her voice. “I don’t know. Is that an earthquake?” I said, eyes wide as I tried to hold onto the edge of the bed to balance myself. Then suddenly, everything stopped—and a blinding light filled the room. I covered my eyes for a second, blinking rapidly. When I looked up, I gasped. Four women stood in the centre

Donovan and Daciana give us both confused looks and I start walking out of the door with him hot on my heels, I hear the rest follow out too. I have never seen it being done before, but I’ve heard about it. I can’t remember from where though, most witches avoid that because it is a form of dark magic that you can never predict or control. Only psychopaths like Dreaya will try that, and I know she would, if it would get her what she wanted. The one thing she keeps coming back, what I can never know as much as I try.

Students from every house mingled below them. Everley witches glowed underneath layers of enchantments woven into flowing evening gowns. Groups of Hawthorne wolves crowded near the long banquet tables overflowing with food, already louder than anyone else in the room. Nerezza vampires drifted through the hall, dressed in elegant silk and sparkling jewels, eyes fixed calmly on the room around them. And then there was Aurelian. Well, one Aurelian. Nora Carver leaned against the opposite side of the room, talking with Elias, unconcerned as ever that she was the sole dragon at Obscura. Even in nice clothes, she commanded the room effortlessly, shoulders back and calm despite the stares she was p

I pleaded, desperately peeling his hand off mine and swiftly walking away. As I hurriedly made my way towards the office I had been directed to, I couldn't shake off the nagging thought that if that guy was indeed a worker there, how could he afford such an extravagantly expensive car? Pushing the question aside, I made my way to the receptionist. "Hi I'm Nora Roberts, I was told to resume today" I said to the beautiful blonde lady who looked nice. She returned my smile and searched through some files as she spoke "Oh you're the new Personal Assistant to Mr Nathaniel Lockhart"