Diego Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

He said as he left my room. Tafana is the fastest and most risky way to die, how is it possible that the little witch survived? What trick has she played on us?

she can’t use her magic to hit me. Every time she tries to use her magic, throw your throwing stars to attack her. Diego baby, I got this trust me ok? I need you to run as fast as you can towards the witch, and I’ll do the rest.” Lynn said before Diego roared and raced full speed towards the witch. Just like she thought, the witch saw Diego running towards her, and try to lift her hand to release her magic on Diego and Lynn, but the alpha and Ji’lahni ran towards her while Ji’lahni fired shots from both her gun and her cross bow, Mina and hunter also went in and attacked before the witch could fire on the alpha and Ji’lahni. It looked like they have been training together for years instea

Within a week, after Celestina and Diana's group went on their journey, dozens of witches were dead in the villages of Munster, Winterberg, and Redberg. Bodies full of bloated, pus-filled boils, and half-burned-filled the alleys and waste trash yard.

It felt surprisingly heavy in his hands. "I have to make flight plans to go check out Karmina's grave site." She told him. He nearly forgot about the threat. Of course it never truly bothered him as the dead Witch hadn't harmed him in any way. "What makes you think the girl can do it?" Dante asked her as Miss J finished her coffee. "Witch's intuition." ---------- Witch's intuition my ass.

“Do what I said.” I looked at Damien and wished I could speak to him. Closing my eyes I focused on him. I pictured his face, the way he laughed, the way he would roll his eyes at me when I said something silly. I felt his mind and I wished I had my crystals to help build my connection. “DAMIEN please hear me.” When I opened my eyes back I saw him frown at me. “How the hell are you in my head.” “I’m a fucking witch I don’t know. Is Lucien sane? He isn’t planning anything stupid, is he?

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

“ You underestimate me little witch and so did your mother that is why she ended up the way she did powerless and weak and you dare Alice will end up exactly the same way ,your thoughts where I would sit and let you come to me without out properly planning my victory you silly little thing your mother’s weakness was kindness a little sob story a few tears and she came running to her death the apple after all dies not fall from the tree and here you are right where I want you white witch (amacara) you shall die after which I shall control the white realm and soon all the realms fire surrounded her as she walked towards Alice lifting her hands she sermon her demons at Alice dodged using her po

, he tells pointing towards one clay tablet which has letters written in old Latin language which is different than the evolved Latin which humans know, being a witch I clearly understand and can read it since my childhood. “usus vulpis rubri mortui sanguinis ad tollendum venenum e lamia efficax est cum sol corpus ferit”, I read it out loud unconsciously deep in the thoughts. I remember seeing few vampires coming and leaving my parents work place when I was young, but I didn’t knew that witches and wizards used to note down these things when they have photogenic memory and they teach others practically making medicines than giving notes. “What was that?”, Dr Wilson asks curiously to which I

He smiled wearing gloves on his hand, he brought out a silver chain and I shivered knowing the pain I'll receive. He brought out a substance and I couldn't move or process any thought, I couldn't believe I was staring at what I've always heard about, he injected the wolfsbane on the silver chain, then he turned to me with a smile, I now understand why he promised me twenty hits and a painful death, he was using what will kill me. "Now make sure you count with me, if you don't, I'll start again." He said grabbing my hair, I winced in pain immediately he hit me.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.