Every Witch Way Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

I lowered my head hiding myself in a cloak of hurt that I still felt about Alpha Kaxon coding Asyrid over me. "He hurt me, Mistress," I said. "I just want an opportunity to hurt him as well." The witch smirked looking more entertained. "Fine then. Kill him, pet." I walked towards Alpha Jaxon and I heard the cries and struggles coming from Astrid who was trying herself to escape from the psychic tendrils of power that the witch had wrapped around her to prevent her from interfering with this. I reached Alpha Jaxon and met his gaze. The witch summoned a dark midnight sword and held it out for me to take.

“More make their minds foggy when they try to think too hard about you. Well, that will be for your friends. For Chad she is going to have to use more power and fully manipulate his mind where you come in. That includes putting his wolf to sleep, his wolf loves you too and won’t let Chad leave you without a fight” “He wants me alone” “He thinks it will make you weak. I know that he is wrong, and I have seen you killing him and taking over the pack” “Will they come back to me?” “Once your father has you, the witch will leave, and everything will come back to them” “But things won’t be the same again” I could feel my heart breaking all ready. If our love was that strong how is a witch able to

Now the problem is finding out what this witch was, and also finding a way to leave the pack without anyone knowing where she was going. She was deep in thought when Monteza came barreling out of the house one the human women lived in. “Hey, watch it!” Ahnyla said, when the girl nearly ran into her. She saw that the girl was crying, Ahnyla smiled thinking this was the perfect opportunity to find out the name of the witch that the girl used. “Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Ahnyla asked the little girl that ran out of the human's house. “I hate my father's fake mate and her friends. They are going to stop the alpha and my father from trying to find my mother, just so they can go and

,Jonathan sighs. "sorry alpha", is said and I sigh. "we need to get along for all of our sakes. The witches are joining our pack and will be treated fairly. They will be part of our family now",our members look shocked. "yes alpha",is said till they start asking May questions about her being a witch. "beta May how are you both a witch and werewolf?",May sighs. "my mother was a witch and I assume my dad was a werewolf ",everybody nods.

of the witch shook her worldview. She was willing to believe that anyone would run from that witch. “I don’t know if Asil knows her. I haven’t seen her in Aspen Creek, and she’d have been about ten when he incarcerated himself there. But if she’s looking for him, he probably knows why.” All of this was said in rapid three-word bursts as he struggled to slow his breathing. She walked next to him and hoped that some of the quietness she was supposed to be able to bestow would help him. His breath slowed long before hers lost the ragged edge of their run, but she was back to normal before he said anything more. “She shouldn’t have been able to do that. She made me fawn at her feet like a puppy

VICTORIA My name is Victoria Nash. I am the WereWitch born to the Alpha. My grandfather hates me and what I stand for. Weakness-Fear-a diluted Alpha Bloodline because my mother wasn't even an Omega. Just a half-breed witch sister to the oracle though no one but I and Esmerelda know that fact. I am usually pretty good at hiding away from him when he is in the packhouse. Today though, something must have made him more angry than usual because he is out for blood. My blood. I'm not old enough to have my wolf healing yet, but I can heal myself with the magic, only it wears me out, and I can't run away from him fast enough.

my father growls and walks to the wolf and slits his throat with a claw. I see my mother scream clutching her head, but the witch removes her cloak and whispers. The body of the dead wolf burns and disappears. My father and mother are looking at each other and they both scream as the witch forces the new reality in them before they embrace again like they were mates who had finally found each other. I gasp and look at the witch. "What did you show me?" "That was my sister, Tabitha. Foolish girl. Breaking a mating bond out of fear. She would have been powerful if she was not a coward."

Witch! ***

“We fail this, I don’t qualify for Selection come Harvest, so even if I have to carry your fucking ass across the finish line, bet that ass we are going to be in the top spot. So shut the pyre up and drink away whatever hangover your dumb ass got rather than assaulting someone else for their rod!” First time the Witch has ever looked like blight. I’m assuming her being here, in the state she’s in after yesterday’s blowout and Farm Boy missing, means he took off when she finally professed her undying love for him. You have to be blind, drunk, or dreaming not to get that he’s always been it for her. Another reason I let myself rut her—as a slight to the nauseatingly perfect and wholesome fuckh

"A witch named Sybil. A mate, Wyatt. A virgin, Misty," she whispered, her voice tinged with urgency. "She serves the dark lords." After a moment of deep contemplation, Hazel's mind suddenly connected the dots. Sybil had the uncanny ability to transfer her spirit into Misty's body. Hazel realizes Sybil's plan: to inhabit Misty's form, mate with Wyatt, and leave Hazel marked with an opposing spirit, signifying Wyatt's deadly intent as her own mate. Hazel knew she wouldn't be able to defend herself against such a threat where she had to fight her mate. All of Sybil's sinister machinations to conquer the world were beginning to make sense. Hazel understood that she couldn't achieve dominance alo