Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

Though pain and exhaustion are eminent in their faces their intense glares at each other just say it all that both are still not giving up. Just then Lilan cast her hidden card. It was a hard spell to do even for a powerful air witch like her, it was a spell that could take away any living needs of your opponent, for a fire witch it'll take away light in your eyes, hence you'll be temporarily blind for the entire battle, a terra witch, the land below you will swallow your opponent whole, a water witch, it'll take away all your water in your body and use it for an attack that will damage you as well, and for air witches like Lilan, it has the most powerful damage because air is needed by the

The tree glowed when their blood united. “We sacrifice our lives and our magic. From generation to generation the gift of magic shall be forgotten in our lineage.” The five witches declared. The oak tree glowed before the path created by the firestone disappeared while the relic(firestone) fell to the ground. Those five witches faded away while a tear dropped from Dania's eyes. “Are you ok?” Dania asked the werewolf who lay motionless, she tried to help her up, but she faded away.

Witches do not die they turn to dust and their souls are held in transit until they are born again. As the spell began to work the Witch took back the Dark Powers she had given to Damon, 'You are such a disappointment to me Alpha Rogue, so that which was given can also be recanted, your Dark Magic comes with me.’ She whispered and Damon howled as the body he was holding disintegrated to dust, he threw it into the air and cursed the Witch. Spinning around he heard a low growl coming from the dense foliage that surrounded his stronghold, ‘There is no one to help you now Rogue’

"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

It butted up against another pack we weren't familiar with. The Supreme Witch can predict the next leader of the werewolves, that is, who is the Alpha of the Pack. Peek into the future is a very mysterious and dangerous ritual. Only the Supreme Witch can do it correctly. Only pure virgins can practice to become the Supreme Witch. My mother said that I would continue this work when I became the next Supreme Witch.

After all, one can never be too careful when it comes to the dark arts. Should the rogues dare to inflict cruelty upon the Packs, the witches shall unleash their dark magic with deliberate violence upon their foes. The werewolves, alas, are no match for the power of the witches. "I'll make sure the plan is followed the next time, Krisanta. It will not happen again. I swear." The hapless Beta Rogue had no choice but to acquiesce to the witch's command. Krisanta let out a derisive snort. Her piercing gaze bore into Yael's relaxed form, as if she could strike him down with just a look.

The Witch explained. “I still have questions?” She clicked her tongue, “Tsk, annoying.” She commented. “Since you helped me out this time though, I’ll comply.” The woman added, lowering her arms. His anger lessening to bitter annoyance, Allen’s temple throbbed. In a businesslike fashion, The Witch wasted no time. Uttering a series of cryptic mutterings, a complex array of interwoven symbols and shapes erupted in a bright flash of light. Twisting and interlocking like a web, it enveloped the werewolf. Quickly dispersing, it left not a single trace of the werewolf in the square.

“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.