Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

In the middle was herb garden, small glowing orbs floated around it as blue butterflies fluttered about happily. Gerwulf placed me at one of the tables and instructed me to remove my shirt. I carefully pulled my warm sweater off and awkwardly dangled my legs from the side. "A true witch is hard to kill. Hylda thought cutting her throat would do the trick, but nope," Gerwulf turned towards me with a small glass pot in his hand. He opened it and rubbed the salve onto the bite marks. "How do you kill a witch then?" "It's much more gruesome than that. You have to pierce the heart, separate the head, and burn the body. Otherwise they'll just heal. How fast depends on how much damage they take."

I wonder as I try to pull away again but to no avail. "I'm sorry. "I whisper before saying the incantation that releases his hand and throws him across the lawn; he hits the grass as I run to the door, another growl sounding out, but this time no screams follow. I twist the handle frantically. Mom, grandma, where are you? The door is closed, and it does not budge. I step back, take a deep breath, and whisper another spell to open the door, but it repels, striking me; I stumble back before regaining my footing. That is right because all werewolves have their witches who protect them. I grunt, feeling the side effects of the repelled spell. The growl sounds again as I start pounding on the doo

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

"A dark witch of her caliber doesn't operate in a vacuum. She’s anchored to this land through a physical tether. Likely a blood-stone or a cursed totem hidden near the pack boundaries where she performs her rituals. To get rid of her, you don't just hunt her down. You find that anchor, you destroy it with silver and fire to break her hold, and the moment her protection shatters, you strike before she can handle the backlash." Steel’s gaze locked onto the map, his expression hardening into pure, predatory focus. "Then we give her exactly what she expects to see. We keep up the facade of a fractured pack, we let Saphrina and Clarice continue playing the mean girl persona. Let the witch think w

Beth thrashed, clawing at the iron grip around her scalp, but it was useless. My stomach lurched as the witch’s jaw unhinged unnaturally wide, her rotten teeth bared, aiming for Beth’s neck. "Wait, wait! Please wait!" I cried, desperation clawing at my throat. "Don’t do this—take me instead! Please, take me!" Tears blurred my vision as I stared into the witch’s dead, soulless eyes. My hands trembled at my sides. I would do anything, anything, to keep Beth alive. The witch tilted her head, watching me like a cat toying with its prey. A slow, sinister smile curled across her lips. She swayed slightly, back and forth, as if savoring the moment. A sick game.

the witch said, taking her gaze up to the sky. “I am talking about the coloured ones. The spirit creatures that control the elements as well as the emotions of mother earth" the witch further added. “Will they help?" Alpha Jacob asked. “If you are ready to give them what they want," she replied. “I am willing to give them anything to protect my family," Alpha Jacob replied determinedly. ”Very well then. I will summon them," the witch said. After performing some ritual rites the witch summoned the coloured ones and they appeared in a form of four burning flames of red, blue, gray and yellow.

She ordered. Mother gave me a reassuring look, I followed her into the center of the hall, “Lucinda, representing fire, Serene, representing air, Carla representing Earth and Marth representing water.” She introduced four witches who stepped forward. Unlike what I expected, they all looked normal, except they were dressed in colors signifying their elements. “They will release their elements and will surround you. I want you to grab the one that calls out to you the most.” She replied. “That's it?” I asked, just to be sure.

This time I would be the one attacking, I need to start planning a strategy to attack, I'm done playing defense, it's time to attack. My eyes glowed while I sent a brutal mind link to my cousin, “I need every single detail about where those Wendigos are coming from. I want eyes on those witches, check every hole you think those Wendigos might be coming out from. Search the whole of this town and the nearest pack beside us, and also send a message to the council, we need to have a meeting with them. Enough is enough!” “Yes, Alpha!” Dexter answered through the mind link, everyone could feel the anger radiating from my body, they had cleared up the way for me to pass.

The only difference now was, they had a new alpha who everyone claimed was ruthless. Alicia had never felt so pessimistic and scared in her life, the werewolves were so powerful that the number of witches that had gone missing or were found dead was horrible The werewolves fought with their whole life and passion, and so did the witches but as if the werewolves this time were hell-bent to take over the witches,