Famous Male Witch Novels & Stories

she whispered, her voice a thin wire in the dark. "The end of your curiosity, little human," Ronan answered for him. He took a predatory step forward. "I am Alpha Ronan of the Virex. And you? You are the miracle I’ve been hunting for." "She is nothing to you," Zayden growled, his voice dropping into a register that wasn't human. His fingernails began to elongate, sharpening into dark, lethal points. "Leave. Now. Or I’ll finish what your father started ten years ago."

But when I remembered how she had tried to take my boyfriend away for a stupid date, a surge of anger rose within me. My frustration was directed at her—and at the witches who caused all this chaos. I knew I was just venting, but the emotions were overwhelming, and I couldn’t stop them. "Regarding witches, this is a delicate subject," Orion began. "You’ve heard of the famous wizard Fin, right? The Northern Duke made quite a name for himself when he brought him down." Are you referring to the notorious demon who slaughtered over four hundred werewolves during the Bloodmoon War? Naturally, I’ve heard of him. That infamous sorcerer is probably under the control of every major family by now."

"There he is." I followed the direction my wolf pointed to me. And yes, there was the witcher. Heath Dominique Ortega, the sorcerer who made human sacrifices. "Hey you!" I yelled, drawing the attention of all the students. I couldn't care less. The witcher just looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I walked towards him in hurried steps. Gabriel and Adrien started to move as soon as they saw my expression. However, they couldn't stop me. I freaked out when I saw him smile. Something about that smile made me sense something creepy and dangerous. I knew something was wrong.

It was dumb and had been coined before things got dark. "Question is... what can we do? I know next to naff all about witchcraft and I doubt Damien is going to enlighten us," Sammy said. "When in doubt, find an expert." Ricky shrugged. "There's this YouTuber. Calls himself Malus Persona. He live-streams demonic rituals and shit. I'm guessing it's all fake, but he probably knows a thing or two." "Great idea," Jess gushed. "I'm glad we have you on our side."

Males and females alike. After another fifteen minutes was when stupidity happened. A woman stepped up in front of me. She was calm on the outside, but her emotions didn’t lie. She was beyond furious. She was also beyond corrupt, using her magic to aid Alpha Bradley. She was one of his personal witches and one of his many fuckbuddies.

I asked. Randy, better known as Dr. Brando, answered, "No Alpha, only a pure-blooded witch can do the spell. I'm half witch." "Fuck!" I scratched my head. "Ok, do you know any pure-blooded witches?" "No... but I've heard of one living in the Outlaw Woods, but no one has ever been lucky enough to meet her and live." "Then I need you to go and find her," I barked. "Did you not hear the part where I said nobody has met her and lived?"

He refused he was a werewolf. "See, I told you. You are a witch." He shook his head in denial as he stood up. All those times he wondered what he was and he turned out to be a witch. As if Matlida read his thoughts. "Look you are not a simple witch. You are a Drektus." "What's that?" Nicklaus asked in an almost harsh tone. Why was he so upset? "It's a line of very powerful witches, the I can say now they are the most powerful witches. You come from that line. Either your mother or father is a Drektus."

Witches were females, this one was a male. As the black cloud dissipated, bringing light back to the whole valley, a man with long grey beards and white hair, holding a crooked staff in his hands appeared in the valley. "You're not a witch," Titan screamed, voicing out what exactly was in my mind. "I am Arheal," the old man said in a hoarse but surprisingly strong voice. "I am the shaman of the west, the oldest and wisest shaman in the whole west coast of the supernatural."

While Eric and Tate just looked at me like they normally did. “How do you not know what a warlock is?” Ryan asked. “A warlock is a male witch. They are distrustful and they are only out for their own gains. Never trust a warlock to do anything for you because they will turn on you in a heartbeat.” Tate answered before I got the chance to respond to Ryan.

, Zeke continued. "But he's a werewolf", Merlin said uncertainly. "Yes.....and no", Zeke replied, shaking his head. "You mean he's both a witch and a werewolf?", she questioned incredulously. Zeke nodded and glanced at her with a strange expression on his face before he spoke. "He's not just a witch, Merlin, my brother is a necromancer"