Elena Witch Novels & Stories

They are part of the royalty. Elena is the daughter of the late Princess Serena, King Saxon's sister. She will soon leave the throne to his successor Prince Maxon. Elena is part of the Coven White Magic, they are witches who practice white magic, but they are powerful. Some practice black magic, but it is forbidden because it always comes with consequences when you cast that kind of spell. "Aly dear welcome, I couldn't believe it when Elena told me you were coming," said Aunt Martha. "I'm glad to be here, aunt," I said, smiling.

Elena's POV After I washed up and ate breakfast, I got dressed. I decided to wear an all-Black bodycon cat woman suit with black combat boots. I also wore hand sleeves that had brass knuckles hidden inside so it would pack an even harder punch, as Hank taught me. After I came down, Serene was in the kitchen waiting for me with an older looking woman. " Elena, this is Maggie," she told me. " Maggie used to be a practicing witch and has been teaching me how to harvest my power and control it.

He didn't want to tell her because he thought he would make her worried. He has gotten information from his reliable sources to find out a very powerful witch in the witch's kingdom that will be willing to help them. They told him about Serefina but she was away at the moment. They had to look for an alternative and they concluded that they will visit another powerful witch. Her name is Elena and she is known as a powerful witch that finds out about things unknown to people.Arthur thought that she would be the right choice at the moment.

AUTHOR'S POV Luciana watched helplessly as the witch teamed up with Vivian’s daughter, Eliana, to hurt Catriona—and perhaps even kill her. She wanted desperately to warn Catriona about their scheme, but she was powerless. The witch could sense her presence even though she couldn’t see her, and had discarded every kind of magical inhibitor to stay protected.

“Maybe?” “What you didn’t know? I thought you were a witch!” Kael’s fear was slowly being replaced with excitement. Elena's laughter filled the dimly lit room, warm and inviting, contrasting with the shadows lurking just beyond the flickering candlelight. "Ah, child, there are many kinds of witches. Some abide by those outdated images," she teased, leaning toward him. "But I am a witch of a different kind—one bound by destiny and the secrets of the arcane." As she spoke, her eyes were looking at her left hand and as she expected, the faint black lining thickened a little but it didn’t get darker.

She was going to let me do this. "I'm still working on the details," I said. "But I have some ideas. Somewhere remote. Somewhere protected. Somewhere no one would think to look." *** The witch lived in a cabin deep in the woods, about an hour's drive from Moonveil territory. Her name was Elena Vasquez, and she had a reputation for being both powerful and completely neutral in supernatural politics. She didn't take sides, didn't get involved in pack disputes or family feuds. She just did her job and took her payment.

I then realised what a colossal mistake I had made and how much I had to get the Grimoire back to Elena. It didn't matter if Cole got his hands on the Grimoire because none of the witches in the Coven was going to be able to use it but they didn't know that. I realised that I should have atleast gave Elena the chance and see what she does with Grimoire. Elena is a white Witch, she is the first and only of her kind, she's stronger than any werewolf, witch or vampire combined together. I have seen her perform what other people would say it was impossible and she didn't to sacrifice anything or anyone.

The mushy conversation is over. “Elena is a witch, she is actually in Gentry’s coven. Gentry is Nickolas’ mate. Long story. But, turns out that I have more abilities due to my connection with Alpha Reggie and she and I are training in the basics of magic.” “Uh, you’re gonna have to give me more than that Bitty. Magic?”

I say, moments later, thankful they can't read my face. "Didn't realize going with flow entails you sitted on his laps, and some lewd eyefucking." Blu laughs, and I give her the finger, smiling. "Wana practise?" Selena asks, and I stare at all of them. Elena is a Werewolf, I can still remember the day she turned, how excited she was, Alina is also a Wolf, while Selena, Blu and Lola are witches, with me being the equilibrum between the two.

“What do you know about blood witches?” That snapped the sleep right out of me. “Blood witches?” I repeated, frowning. “Yes.” I sat up straighter, pulling the blanket around me. “Well… they’re sworn enemies of wolves. Everyone knows that. They use blood magic, dark and twisted, and they manipulate people into doing their bidding. They’re dangerous, Elena. The worst kind of dangerous.” Elena’s eyes darkened, her fingers twisting the hem of her sleeve. “Why?” I asked slowly. “Why are you suddenly asking about them?”