Diablo Witch Doctor Novels & Stories

This book is not a typical werewolf romance book. There will be romance but I won't go deep into it. I write this book with a new idea. I wanted to combine the werewolves, the witches and the spiritual realm together, and I can't achieve this with your help. I thank you all for the time you take to read the chapters I update and most importantly, I'll like to request something of you; - I will appreciate it if you will tell me how you feel about this book,

making me want to rip her to bits. “I'm certain none of you here have what it takes to end a life, so I had better be on my way.” Everyone was silent. “Hello," the agent exclaimed. “Let us not waste any time, get your fucking voodoo bullshit off me.” Evelyn went closer to her. “You must think we are stupid, don't you?” The agent shrugged one shoulder. “You might not like the answer to that.” “Well, let me introduce myself to you. . . properly.” Evelyn voiced, enunciating every word. “I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.”

We have a mutual understanding and It makes things a whole lot easier. Being a witch is serious business and although some mortals are open minded enough to not judge and understand, let's be realistic, witches and humans just don't match. Especially with the aging. As witches, we start aging a little bit slower once we reach the age of twenty. We don't blend with humans due to this reason. It will raise a lot of suspicion. Being a witch is hard work if you ask me. Kali is an incredible warlock, and all the other teenagers in our coven look up to him.

He refused he was a werewolf. "See, I told you. You are a witch." He shook his head in denial as he stood up. All those times he wondered what he was and he turned out to be a witch. As if Matlida read his thoughts. "Look you are not a simple witch. You are a Drektus." "What's that?" Nicklaus asked in an almost harsh tone. Why was he so upset? "It's a line of very powerful witches, the I can say now they are the most powerful witches. You come from that line. Either your mother or father is a Drektus."

And before he could tempt me into punching him , I jumped back and did not humour him by answering. But I could not let him win by changing the subject, so I intensified my glare imagining them to be dagges that were slicing away at his beautiful face. Intensifying my glare, I refused to give up without an answer. Just as I prayed for it to work his eyes slowly wandered away, looking anywhere, but eye to eye. "Word goes around." He finally said and seeing my dissatisfaction he elaborated. "It's not a big secret that the Underworld has its first and only doctor. You see the Underworld and its ruler has never been warm and cozy with outsiderss, so it caused quite a ruckus back in Olympus."

It was a hard spell to do even for a powerful air witch like her, it was a spell that could take away any living needs of your opponent, for a fire witch it'll take away light in your eyes, hence you'll be temporarily blind for the entire battle, a terra witch, the land below you will swallow your opponent whole, a water witch, it'll take away all your water in your body and use it for an attack that will damage you as well, and for air witches like Lilan, it has the most powerful damage because air is needed by the livings more than other elements, it will take away all oxygen in your body and around you it's a definite win if Lilan does it right. Though with immense worry for what damage w

The wolf doctor calmly raised up his hands and his lips moved as he mumbled some words with his eyes closed and almost as soon as he opened his eyes, Damien was pushed backwards by an unseen force. The old wolf doctor dropped back to his feet. Damien's brows were arched as he wondered what had just happened. "You... You are not just a wolf, right?" He asked but the wolf doctor gave no response. "You are an hybrid. You are also a witch, right?" Damien requested to know as that could be the only explanation to what just happened. But the wolf doctor still said nothing but bowed in respect to Damien and began to walk away. Damien watched the retreating figure of the man and he bit hard on his l

"Elders, I still have an ace up my sleeve! Before his death, Wade supported a witch doctor from Orienta, who practices in our family's basement. If we call upon him, we can handle any enemy!" "A witch doctor?" The elders were shocked. "A witch doctor is the most evil among folk magicians! Using their power could bring misfortune, even divine retribution!" They shook with fear and hesitation. Undeterred, Wyatt slammed the table and shouted, "You old fools! You're always so afraid! Your senility has blinded you. This must happen, whether you agree or not! Otherwise, I'll call the witch doctor to curse you all. Let's see if you can sleep tonight!"

I approached the humble hut of the village witch doctor, my mind still reeling from Agnes’ revelation about him. As I stepped inside, I found the interior dimly lit, adorned with various herbs, potions, and mystical artifacts. The air was thick with the scent of incense, adding an aura of mystique to the place. Before I could introduce myself, the witch doctor turned to face me, his eyes piercing through me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. “Rapax Primus,” he called me, his voice carrying an ancient wisdom that seemed to echo through the ages.

It had never been as unbearable as it was right now. "Alpha Krause," the doctor greeted us happily. He was an old wolf who had been around long enough he delivered me from my mother. His hair was salt and pepper looking. He stood with a slight hunch from years of service. The kind hazel eyes he had were slightly faded with age and reflected off his lightly tanned skin. He gave me a small head bow in respect. It wasn't uncommon for an Alpha to not like his Luna speaking to other male wolves no matter their pack position. The gesture showing his age even more.