Every Witch Way Full Episode Novels & Stories

... A good witch,""A good witch?" Xandra asked unaware."Yes, there are two categories of witches in this world. Good or bad.""I am from the time where the bloodsuckers used to make the living hard on us.""Good and bad witches always used to have a battle. The bad witches were with the evil... the evil you can't escape unless your soul is pure.""Am I a witch too?" Xandra asked gravelly."No, my dear. You are a cure.""A cure?" Xandra's mind was revolving around these thoughts and she wasn't able to react the way she should.And it was a good thing that she wasn't reacting because she could only scream at this."I was cursed... The evil cursed me to dug six feet deep until one of us becomes a cure

Sabrina grunted, her golden shield flickering under the relentless assault. I lunged forward, slamming the dagger into the orb. A high-pitched scream filled the room as the orb cracked, releasing a shockwave that sent the witch and her creatures reeling. She staggered, her power faltering as Sabrina seized the moment. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a concentrated blast of light that struck the witch head-on. The witch collapsed to her knees, her dark magic fading as Sabrina advanced, her breathing ragged but victorious. Together, we moved towards her with Sabrina binding her with some sort of invisible shackles.

"Now, write down their full names for me while I gather what I need for the spell.” Pen in hand, I hesitated. Was this right? I’m an Alpha—I don’t need a witch’s help to win the woman’s heart. I just have to prove I’m the one she deserves. The witch returned, holding a tiny glass vial of water and a sky-blue ceramic bowl. Without a word, she poured the water in, folded the paper with their names, and dropped it into the bowl. Smoke curled up in thin tendrils, gray and whispering. “Perfect,” she said with a grin. “Sit across from me. It’s time.”

One witch, her face half-formed in the mist, spat venomous words, her voice was low and terrifying, “You cannot defeat us, little girl. We are eternal. We will claim you both.” Zoey turned to face her with her eyes blazing with an inner fire. “You had your time, witch. This is *our* world now.” She extended her hand toward the witch, and with a single word, a vortex appeared in her palm, pulling the witch in piece by piece, her body disintegrating into nothingness.

On the stroke of midnight when the witches were gathered around the lawn of the mansion in the coven, the candles were illuminated on each corner giving a bright look. All the witches and warlocks were gathered. There were only three wolves. Debrah, Vlora and Crystal stood together with Travolta. Weston stood along with all the witches and warlocks to make a circle around Pidge who was laying on the middle in a rug...her eyes closed. She was given the relaxing sleep herbal tea made by Leticia. They began the chanting and after a minute the wind blew harshly...the leaves ruffled beneath the dark sky. They could hear the whistle through the cool air. In the distance, they heard the crying of t

My knee became weak, completely giving up beneath me and I was forced to lay on my back. Through my blurred vision, I watched as the ball of light float in the sky above me and the forest below came alive and everything was different. Couldn't tell if I was imagining things but what I am seeing looks a lot like the old picture of the legendary witch mountain- the silver mountain that I once saw in the pack's history book. For a brief moment, I was able to feel my wolf again and my father's worried voice asking about my whereabouts came through the link. I told him I am on the Silver mountain before the link went off but am sure no one will believe the tale to be true. Gently, the ball of lig

Silver cuffs snap shut around my wrists. My vision swims. I fall to my side, groaning. And then— The witch holding Mama slices her throat. “No!” I scream, as much as I can with the wolfsbane flooding my system. “You swore—you said—” “Oh, sweet mutt,” the Red One purrs. “I didn’t hurt her. She did.” The last thing I see is Mama’s blood pooling on the floor, her eyes frozen in terror. Then—black.

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.

“This spell is the one the witch leader used to invoke the powers of the wolf. It says here that in order for a witch to gain permanent powers which include shape-shifting on their own free will, they need to acquire the scalps of three true blooded Alphas.” “An ancient one, a strong one, and a new one.” Valerie added. “Yes,” Amelia continued, “They need to have all three of them gathered under a lunar eclipse, and doused in molten silver before they are burned. Then they would have to spend the length of the eclipse dancing around the three scalps before the full power is absorbed.” “Does it say how to kill the witch wolves?” I implored.

"The queen of the witches! And who are you? A measly witch. Even your mother dare not speak to me in the manner in which you have spoken to me." She said and brought out a long staff. She was furious for not being respected by Lucia. She needed to teach the half breed with a life lesson she wouldn't forget in a hurry. She looked round the room in her invisible state and looked for a better place to attack Lucia from. She had seen the hair come out on her and her fingers had become claws although she hadn't shifted fully. "Be ready to die!" The Queen of the Witches shouted and pointed the staff at Lucia while murmuring some incomprehensive words. She cackled and soon the whole room was shakin