Elena Witch Novels & Stories

My powers manifested themselves shortly after my eighteenth birthday, and it was a source of joy and celebration for my family. I, Ella Thompson, come from a family of old and powerful witches who are strong but forbidden from practising witchcraft in the city. For the past month, the city has been overrun by dangerous musical creatures who have cast a spell over every corner of the city, including the streets. People fear even stepping out of their houses; it's either they end up dead or lost in the forest. My parents never fail to tell me stories that happened in town, and as a child, I was made to believe that they were monsters in the shower when I happened to be one of them, the monster

“Actually, I’m planning to create a foundation to help the poor.” Bella’s eyes widened in surprise. “That’s beautiful, El,” she said with a beam. “Do you need my help?” I nodded, and she sat closer, peeking at my tab. “I’m planning customized shirts and caps…” I began, when Emris walked in. “Hey, Emris,” Bella called beaming. “Elena is starting a foundation!” “That’s great news, El. Congratulations,” he said warmly. “Thank you, Emris,” I smiled back.

Maya'sPOV "Miss Cross. Please, sit." She gestured to a comfortable chair across from her desk. "First, let me say I'm honored to meet you. What you did took extraordinary courage." "Thank you, Dean Vasquez." "Call me Elena. And before we go any further, I should be honest with you about something." She stood and walked to the window, looking out at the campus. "I'm a witch. Have been for four hundred years. I've been hiding in plain sight, moving universities every few decades, trying to create safe spaces for supernatural students."

Queen Lilith said laughing maliciously as thunderstorm and lightning stormed throughout Mephistopheles. At Winterfell… Elena is still waiting for the winter fairy to return. She tries to work on her magic but she feels herself losing strength. A full ice ball she would easily form proved challenging to her and other spells she did. “Come on…come on…gosh! Work!” Elena said In disgust feeling really angry about her powers. The winterfell fairy spirit appears out with a red crystal in her hand. “Were you able to remember the spell you used?” She asked Elena to search her body for the symbols on her arms.

Hilda bent on one knee to pick up a fallen branch of a tree before breaking it into two. "He will try to attack us with magic no doubt and truth be told, he is a lot more potent and exposed." Suzy played with the zip of her blue blazers. "No that's absurd, Elena is a witch gifted with ancestral magic from her grandmother as well and with the right grimoires, she is just as powerful as Lucindo." Cedric shook his head in opposition. "Elena has been blessed with lots of magic but she is untrained and studying the grimoires at the dying minute is a failed attempt." Suzy snapped back.

She’d moved through the chaos while we were managing the perimeter and found the interior corridor and the two warriors posted there were both down, alive but bound by something that held them motionless on the ground. Elena stood with her back against the corridor wall and absolutely nothing between her and the witch except her own expression, which was — I registered this in the half-second before I was moving — genuinely furious rather than afraid. That was Elena. Terrified and furious about it. The witch raised her hand. I came through the connecting door at full Lycan speed. The spell hit me in the chest.

Elena said, “There’s a price to pay using the Moon Goddess’s relic. It’s the reason why all his family got killed. He will never allow it, Nyla. And what if the relic asked us to kill someone we loved to stop the snow? Not to mention we might never find it…We don’t know where the relic is.” “Then we must find who did it,” Nyla said, “We must find the reason of the snow.” Elena knew it. She just didn’t know how. Suddenly, her mother, Eleanor, knocked on the door. “The Red Witch is online,” she reminded her daughter. Elena nodded her head, and then went into Eleanor’s office to answer the video call. On the desk, the witches’ current leader, the Red Witch, appeared on the screen of the laptop.

Elena somehow was survived in this bloody massacre of King Carlos army, however her son Mathieus was not able to make it alive from fire, enraged on loss of her son, Elena vowed to take revenge from King Carlos and his entire royal Zanis family, she then broke her binding spell and sacrificed her tongue. Elena was a powerful Witch because of which even after losing her tongue to cast spell she was very powerful, she managed to find her way back to Mr. Hanzo who then fled with her to dark forest when they meet Zamician tribal people, she and Mr. Hanzo stayed with Zamician tribe for nearly 10 years just like Beth mentioned, in this 10 years she groomed Mr. Hanzo to master most of her skill, s

aba Yaga." Kai choked on his salmon. "You're related to Baba Yaga?" "It's a title, you idiot," Seraphina rolled her eyes. "Her name is Elena. She was the Matriarch of the Eastern Coven before the wolves took over. She lives in the Swamps. The Dead Zone." "She's a witch?" I asked. "She's a Kineticist," Seraphina corrected. "She understands flow. Current. How to channel power without burning the conduit." She looked at Leo. "She hates wolves. She hates men. And she definitely hates Alphas. But... she owes me a favor." "Why?" Kai asked. "I didn't put her in a nursing home," Seraphina smirked. Damian considered it. "The Swamps are dangerous," he said. "Toxic. Mutated beasts." "Leo eats radiation

“It's a large infirmary owned by the devil himself, and it's inside the woods of East Vale. It's more like a slaughterhouse and that is where he often creates his armies.” “Why will he take her there?” Jaxon asked the same question running through Sparkle's head. “That is because Elena is a pure witch. Also, her heritage is unknown. Moreover, I learnt her blood could cure anyone of their sickness, just like it did to Ellen.” Callista said as she joined the group. “It can also make a hybrid wolf immortal with the help of a powerful witch.” She added. Callista had done research even before Elena had come under the roof. She was curious to know who had made her son go soft.