Fanfiction Witcher Novels & Stories

"You are not supposed to be here. ", Fana spoke, her eyes sneering at him, he had entered into the witch's mind, and he had seen the things she had allowed him to see and had seen the betrayal of Fana the Witch. "I know you're in there Ira. ", Alec said, his eyes fixed on that of the witches' "This is my world, Prince and I'll suggest you take your leave. ". The wolf Prince had been naive enough to enter into her world, a place she had secretly built, one of dreams where she could manipulate everything into anything she wished. She could finally end the lupine, she thought.

I knew this part, the witch was not able to help my mother get rid of me, and somehow, the news spread that she had intercourse with a human and committed a crime. “That is not exactly what happened.” That piqued my attention. “What did then?” I asked. The Shaman sighed. “I had a daughter, Grace. Strong witch, blessed by the gods. She fell in love with a shifter, a shifter from the grey wolves' clan. He managed to win her over to their side, so she worked for Yomen.” Yomen, the alpha that hunted me. “But she saw the error in her ways, and he was completely besotted by her. She planned to run away. I got her letters.”

🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤 … I commenced running with all that I had, forgetting the fact that I had to hide my identity. My Lycan willingly came out and although she didn’t shift, we were still fast. Heaving erratically, breathing in fast paces, I looked back from time to time...

“Eryx died fighting for a lie. Vardam invented a threat. He created a war. He said wolves and humans were conspiring to seal witches’ power permanently. Absurd. But Eryx believed it. He was always stubborn… impulsive. And when he tried to back out, it was too late.” Meredith turned her face away, as if the memory hurt more than any physical wound. “I loved him. And we had a daughter. Josefina. A child born from the most unlikely union: a witch and a sorcerer of obscure lineage. When Eryx died…” Her voice faltered for a second, and for a moment she looked fragile, broken“…Vardam moved in on my daughter. He told her her father was killed by wolves. That humans helped. That I’d allied with his

he whispered again, his tone shaking, “do you remember your father’s message? The one about the Alpha Seal… being with Witch Ana? He called her your mother’s younger sister.” The memory slammed into her chest like a blow. “Yes,” she whispered, her heart hammering. Then louder, as if the truth was branding itself into her soul: “Yes. I remember.” Her voice broke into silence, heavy with finality. “It's like I'm a witch, but then,” she whispered. "Why don't I have the scent of a witch?" Suddenly, the witch stepped closer. With a swift motion, she touched Raina’s neck, and the mark seemed to lift, glowing faintly before sinking back into her skin. In that moment, Raina’s scent shifted, no longe

Two of the three main characters are father and daughter, so incest is part of the fabric. This is a continuing story, parallel in time to some events in "Not Quite A White Knight Book 3" and in sequence after "Not Quite A White Witch Book 2." This introduction sums up some of the relevant plot points building up to the third computer contract. The White Witch in the stories is Samantha Zeek, who had exerted herself to capture the will of law firm head David Barnes at the behest of her master, Our Hero Eric Grey or Paulo Zero the Prince, who is not on camera in this story save for a brief mention. The Witch has encouraged the incestuous sexual drives of David Barnes with his formerly estrang

I said. Ethan gulped. He took my hand. “You can find more about him here. If…if you want to. We can do it together,” he said, drawing me back to reality with the look in his eyes. I nodded. I wanted to know Abel. I wanted to know my dad. I wanted to know why I was brought here by that glowing moth. Everything seemed so weird at this point, and I didn’t know what to do. It all seemed so shady like it was all orchestrated by someone--someone alive who knew what we were doing in real time. From the moth appearing at the garage to the way I was able to convince myself, and then Ethan of all people to come here with me, to the way I walked into the werewolves’ bayou without question and found mys

The cry of a child slices through the air and her mother smiles and heaves a sigh of relief as her child is handed over to her, she has just battled a very long, painful, and complicated childbirth but none of that matters anymore as she holds her bundle of joy in her arms. She is in exile from her people because she fell in love with a forbidden creature, a werewolf. Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other.

' He let the words sink, before continuing. 'I get why you would freak out though, a pregnancy while Addanc is on the lose right now is not easy, but you are a witch with a wolf. You and your mate will figure it out. ' ***************** THIRD PERSON'S POV 'Oh I have great news master. The witch is pregnant and she is at loggerheads with her mate, now is the time to strike. '

Behind her, distant howls rose hunters, traitors, monsters who would steal what was not theirs. "Hold on, my love. Please, just a little farther," the woman whispered, tears mingling with the rain on her cheeks. The little girl whimpered softly, tiny hands clutching at her mother’s cloak. The woman reached a cave, her sanctuary of last hope. She was Lilith, witch of rare power, wife to a wolf duke far from home, and mother to a child both worlds would kill to claim. Their daughter, a hybrid of witch magic and wolf blood, was the key to untold power.