Famous Witch Hunters Novels & Stories

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."

He was a powerful being and could differentiate the supernatural beings from the humans. “He suddenly started hunting the witches and gained fame and followers pretty quick. He was the one who killed thousands of witches at the peak of their power under the name of the church.” “He died many years ago but his will is the same and hence no witch is stupid enough to enter the lawless city.” Dumeny explained and suddenly all the dots connected. Shit. Now I get it. killing thousands of witches under the name of church. I have heard about it. no I have seen it on the first man basis. Ravenna…

he said and left my room. The next day was a lot easier. I was able to bond a bit with the other hunters, and they seemed quite cool. I went to the library immediately after breakfast, and just like the day before, I did not leave until in the night. The literature about witches was more. There was no definite method of killing as they were just like humans, so anything that could kill a human could kill them, but they weren't stupid enough to let a hunter get close enough. The best way to get them was through protection charms, and there were several of those. There were charms for all kinds of spells. I knew I wouldn't be able to read and master all of them. Once a hunter had the right cha

Whoever said it was a good thing to explore, Olivia thought sarcastically. Lilith snorted with anger. She wouldn’t rest until she got even with that evil witch finder. She had come a long way. She was only seventeen when her innocent mother was burned alive. The witch hunter had arrived in the town to hunt the witches down. Most of them were innocent victims and of course the wicked ones had gotten away.

The global werewolf (Lycanthropes) population is making a comeback after a long period of decline. It's estimated there are approximately 5,000 remaining in America alone; some living in packs; and others have gone rogue, preferring to live apart from the pack. In the 1690s, the Lycans fought to survive their eradication during the Salem Witch Hunt. Bombarded with propaganda; the people came to fear those who could transform into the beast; to believe they were cursed by a dangerous cult of witches and warlocks. This fear grew into mass hysteria. To protect their families from their perceived enemy, the people organized into mobs, hunting down the Lycans, Werewolves, and anyone else they bel

There was always a child tormented by fevers, some poor woman's delivery got always complicated, and my conscience did not allow me to turn my back on the hurting and suffering people. Hm, in modern times Yoleandra would have been a very good doctor. Pfff. What nonsense am I thinking? Since we are the same person, she is! Then, the terrible trials for which the city would later be so famous were unleashed. The name Salem would be pronounced as a synonym for the fiercest and most terrible witch hunt in the United States. When I learned in 1692 that two women named Sara Good and Mary Parker respectively had been convicted on charges of witchcraft, I decided to turn myself in. I was convinced t

"I guess that's the mystery we are meant to solve. This is a great loss; the pack would not settle with this until it's all done." Kale shook his head, staring blankly at the pack coroner's question, "Why now? Why him? Maybe we are not asking the right questions." "I agree with Kale on that. I went through the files that he left lying around. I saw extensive research on witch hunters and their little rebellion group, also witches. I thought they were extinct, but he dug up a lot of good stuff too."

’Seeing you said it was basically erased from history. ‘I found a lot actually, ’Deb replied. ’And in all of it I found one common denominator. A man by the name of Magnus, who led the witch hunts.’ ‘I can’t believe this, ’Faye said. ’Never in a million years would I have imagined Kirkwood of all places had a shady past.’ ‘Shady and deadly, ’Deb said, her eyes darkening. ’Countless women and a few men were burned alive at the stake.’

“Do you have anything new for me?” I tilted my head slightly. “New?” His eyes went cold. “Don't play stupid. You know what I'm asking. A wolf with those special gifts we've been looking for. It's been months since your last delivery.” And there it was, the real reason for his visit. Witch hunters – they called themselves that. Humans who snatched wolves with uncommon abilities and ran experiments on them. They didn't believe in magic. To them, everything was about biology. And it was my burden to keep them from looking too close.

I finally see her sorting books on a shelf nearby and walk over. “Did you find what you were looking for?” She asks while placing a book on the shelf. “I think I might have found something.” I answer and I handed her the newspaper with the article. She reads it quickly and when she was finished reading, she said “I remember when this happened. Both were beloved witches in the magic community. Your mom was good friends with Monica. Monica had a simple protection power and Lee had the ability to control the snow. They never did find out who killed them, but we always suspected it was witch hunters.”