Evony Mysterious Witch Novels & Stories

And as for Serina, she was only introduced into four of them — including her late master. Euphemia, the Witch of Vanity. She rose from the land of the Soil governed by the God of Humility. Helga, hailed as the Witch of Treachery was a native of the land of Thunder, dominated by the God of Pledge. Prima, who originated from the land of Nature, was later dubbed as the Witch of Greed — in contrast to their God's principle: Charity.

This scent was not good. My violet eyes snap to the side only to see a figure appearing. A woman, a witch, a dark witch. "Who are you?" I tilt my head to the side to study her. Dark lacy clothes, covering nothing showing her private parts. Brown dark curls falling around her shoulders, red lips tinted her smirking mouth. Nasty. She elegantly walks over to me, Cylester stiffens on my shoulders, his nails sharp and jutted out ready to attack anyone who wishes me harm. "I am Wuna, a witch from Mericel coven." She says.

Magic pulsed through the air like static. These were the Exiled Circle, the last surviving bloodlines from the magical purge centuries ago. They whispered Ava’s name as she entered. “Flame-daughter.” “Moon-marked.” “The Witch Queen.” But not all faces were warm. A sharp-eyed woman stepped forward, eyes like frost. “I am Mareth. Battle-witch of the Hollow Trees,” she said. “She is untrained. Her flame is unstable. You bring her here, and now expect us to bow?” Ava stepped forward, power radiating from her skin.

Yet when the auctioneer thought about who could be under the mask and hopped into death in ease, his face was drained from all blood, looking horrifyingly pale. This strong magical power, and the signature red eyes. Even though there are a few mythical beings who had the same colored eyes, this was the Runalia, the land that forbids mythical beings from entering. Meaning there was only one person who could have this blood-like eyes. No matter how much stupid person could be dumb, there wasn't anyone who could not know this very powerful person. He was the Lord of Warine Land, Mike White. However, no matter how frightened he was to the looming man, he was an important buyer who had bid four t

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

At the center of the group stood Lilith, a powerful vampire sorceress known for her cunning and ruthlessness. "We cannot let the werewolves believe they have won," Lilith declared, her voice echoing through the chamber. "Draven's defeat is only a temporary setback. We must awaken him and reclaim our dominance." A murmur of agreement rippled through the assembly. One of the elders, a vampire named Vlad, stepped forward. "There is a witch," he said, his voice low and conspiratorial. "She possesses the power to bring Draven back. Her name is Morgana, and she dwells in the Dark Woods."

"That is not enough." "It is all I can spare. The eastern border is weak. If Darian attacks here, my people will die." I take his hand. "Ten packs. Tonight. We march at dawn." Theron nods. "One more thing. Darian has a secret weapon. A witch. She is the one who convinced him to rebel. She feeds his hate." "Another blood witch?" "Worse. A mind witch. She can slip into dreams, twist memories, plant lies." Theron's voice drops. "She is the reason Darian rejected you. She made him believe you were unworthy."

“You’re kind isn’t capable of doing that complex magic. Even mages can’t. Only witches and faes are capable of that. In fact, only really powerful witches can.” “Only witches and faes…” I hummed under my breath. It still pointed back to my primary suspect, Killian. His wife, Liana, was rumoured to be a powerful witch, so could it be that he was using her to summon demons? It made sense that we were seeing only one demon at a time in Evercrest. “This might be a strange question, but…” I leaned forward as if I wanted to tell her a secret. “Do you know the current Alpha of Moonshade, Alpha Killian, and his wife?”

She cried. "Why? Why help a total stranger huh? Surely you have something you want!" I huffed to her face. "Take me away from Jeff, that's all I want." She whimpered and I stared deep into those beautiful grey eyes. Why did she want to stay away from Jeff so badly? But then again, that wasn't my business. What mattered was that she knew the cure to my curse. For so long, I've been searching for a way and now it appeared. Should I take it? Could I trust this Witch?

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"