Famous Male Witch Novels & Stories

One of the male witches trembled, as his friend tried to calm him down. “Ah, you’re one of the young witches, talented, but can’t keep it on your pants, I know you were sleeping with my cousins, yes, in the plural.” Said Gale with a threatening voice towards the trembling young man. But suddenly, he rose from the desk and grabbed the neck of a female witch, “He maybe played around with the noble werewolves, but you… I know you work with my cousin, the cousin who was obsessed with me! You’re her best friend, after all! Aren’t you, Deandra?!” The female witch named Deandra suddenly went paler, as she looked to her left and right, trying to ask for some help.

"This is Tobias, my mate. Tobias, this is Cyrus, my cousin. He is going to be staying with us for a while." The lie rolled off my tongue, but I wanted everyone within earshot to hear it. It would explain why a random man was around, and I hoped the relationship would explain how powerful he felt. Male witches, or spell casters as he preferred to call himself, had never existed before. At least, I had never come across one, nor had I read about them. They had always been female, just as Lycans had only ever been males. Tobias knew I was lying about having a blood relation to Cyrus. He wouldn't be baring his teeth at the spell caster as the lanky man inched back toward me if he didn't.

"Prove your point or face punishment" "Clifford's been my childhood friend for years, he was the one that changed the atmosphere and the rules of this coven to allow our witches save their male children and not kill them off. He's an ambitious wizard which is not surprising to me that he ditched his own mother, had her killed just to prove loyalty and now he's wanted, every witch wants to have their hands on him and tear him apart just like me" "Yeah right"

The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children. The shocking part? The youngest ever person accused of being a Witch was Dorothy Good - at 4 years old! Now, I can confirm that she was in fact not a Witch, just a child who was finding her way and doing what any normal child would during a tantrum! But apparently, due to the ignorance of her accusers, she was possessed - absolutely ridiculous! Another interesting fact - male Witches prefer to be called Warlocks and not Wizards. At no point have they ever worn long cloaks with pointy hats or had long beards. Our kind is dotted all over the world and we make a point to fit in

He has a face of a young man but has white hair and a beard making him look similar to Albus Dumbledore or Gandalf. But I see no wrinkles anywhere to tell he is old, but if he knew Sera, he must be over 50 years old. Sages are different from witches. Sages hold not only great power but also knowledge as well. They also possess elements and connect with element spirits who they contract with. He's a powerful Elementalist.

“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?”

I knew he had personal issues with him. "That's good for me." "Then it is solved. Now that is something I want to ask you, sweetheart," the way he said- "What it is?" I asked defensively and I hated the way a smile appeared on the right corner of his lips. "What your father was, exactly?" oh. "He was what we call Wizard. A witch male." "That explains a lot. But not all. Even if you're the first witch to ever born from a witch and a witch male, it wouldn't explain your smell," what?

Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away. I never saw her after that. It was safe to assume that she’d died in WitchFall. Most do. I knew. It was a massive torture chamber where witches confessed to their sins. We watched the older man coming down off the hill from his towering fortress. His powdered wig and overly elaborate cravat carefully in place. “An evil one.” My eyes narrowed. “You only say that because of his pursuit of you.” “No. There’s something wrong with him.” I insisted. “Saria, you been saying this for years.” She groaned. “He’s the most powerful man in our village and the six surrounding.”

He is particularly just plain and simple then he dedicated his entire life helping the people of their needs. "Alpha Jack you asked for me? The old man appeared beside me suddenly. "Maleficus, Yes! Where were you? I need you to take a look at Carmela, i have marked her". Without delay I opened the bedroom door and went inside with Maleficus following behind my back. I heard him cleared his throat and wave his hand to Claire and Cory. Making them get out of the room. Maleficus is a very cautious witch he never perform magic in front of the lower class.

At the same time in a different place. "Are you sure you have dreamed like that?" asked a man with blue hair at night. "Absolutely sure! I'm not going to lie this time," said the long-haired man. "Don't fight, what about a cube witch?" said the man with night blue hair with white gradations. "Hey! Squirrels, you dream the same don't!" asked the long-haired man. "I dreamed it last night," "Guess what, are we magicians? We will have power?" asked the man with the blue hair at night.