Diablo Witch Doctor Novels & Stories

He said. “I thought witches didn’t have mates as us wolves do.” I stated matter-of-factly. “Just because we don’t find our mates at eighteen like you do and have some miraculous bond snap into place doesn’t mean that we don’t have soul mates. Many witches are serial monogamists who mate for life just like werewolves. The goddess leads us to them in mysterious ways” he said. “So, are you trying to tell me that Sierra is my mate?” I asked him almost laughing in his face

"How is that even possible? How come Father didn't notice that you smell different?" "It's because I visited a witch doctor, a woman that practices black magic," Hilary said as she shut her eyes flashing back to fourteen years ago *****Flashback****** "I have been waiting for you Hilary, waiting to come fulfill your fate... Your greed for power is no accident and you are made to be a Luna not the mate of Damien, not the Luna of the pack you are desperate in need of the Pack of someone that you have to be in her body." The witch doctor said and Hilary looked all lost.

She glanced at him with a mixture of confusion and unease, but he couldn’t bring himself to meet her gaze. The witch doctor was waiting, his eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger that made Adrian’s stomach churn. “Is this her?” the witch doctor asked, his voice dripping with anticipation. Adrian nodded stiffly. “Yes.” *********

He knitted his eyebrows and he tapped Hirre's neck, wanted to know the oxygen flow of her body. After a moment of pause, Mr. Zahard looked at everyone who were waiting for his news. "King...Mr. Vermont, Hillary's power os collapsed due of the two forces that she released for summoning wolf. As the old witch doctor...the elders of the witches summon a wolves by three to four of them since they could not make it alone." The witch doctor said and it creates a thought in Mr. Vermont's mind. "Can you tell us what is the cure? I can spend my money for that." Mr. Vermont replied seemed like he was eager to do that for Hirre's safety.

Shit Witch demanded, narrowing her eyes as she looked around the torture chamber. Oh shit, she can hear them!? Then I remembered what Katrina told me. Alpha Alec and Crista already accepted darkness and Light. What are they doing in my head again? But that’s not the main point. The main point is that Shit Witch wanted to stop their return and doesn’t know she’s failed. “You don’t know them? I’m surprised. Here I thought you were more cunning than that. You manipulated Iggy into starting a war, but you don’t know the voices of the ones you’re trying to stop?” I laughed, finding her confused expression priceless.

But I couldn't let their doubts deter me. Pushing open the door, I stepped forward, ready to confront Alpha and challenge his outdated beliefs. My hybrid spirit surged within me, fueling my resolve. "Alpha," I spoke firmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, "I know you bear a grudge against witches, but I am not the source of your pain. I am a witch werewolf, yes, but I have never used my magic for dark purposes."

Doctor Wicked said, taking a bottle of tequila and a glass cup. “He is almost mad- just 1% of sanity left in him,” Lord Lucifer chuckled. “The 1% of sanity is doing wonders,” Doctor Wicked said, drinking his glass of tequila. “No wonder the other continents are seeing the wickedness of the Asian boss, Lucifer West Pecaminoso…”Doctor wicked hailed. Doctor Wickeeeed, I’m not satisfied… People aren’t scared of me enough. Other huge clans in other continents are overtaking me. Very soon my respect will fade,” Lord Lucifer said in panic.

The power of doctors with Mesopotamian magic was witnessed by Princess Rosemary herself and that's what got her captivated in learning the magic in ancient medicines too. She acknowledged that the Mesopotamian magic was benefitted with the witchcraft, this witchcraft was not evil in fact the trick of medicines and power of controlling the soul of the patient. Hence she wished for getting mastered in the witchcraft with so much of determination at only the early age of 10, none dared to disobey her either. The negligence of her father played a vital role for Princess Rosemary to grow up to be a lady of her own wishes now. Princess Rosemary's masters in Mesopotamian magic of medicines never mu

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

‘You claim you're a priest of the North and...’ Warrd could finish his sentence. ‘No, you get it wrong, I am a priest of the North and hierarchy of the wolf clan, a doctor of witches’. The fat man explained ‘You mean you're a witch doctor too?’ He asked hilariously ‘A doctor of witches ....’ his voice went deep ‘I had saved you, so then see you some other time, you owe me though.’ Warrd was about to leave him in the woods alone.