Fictional Witches Novels & Stories

They weren’t going to let these witches leave here. “Ha, you are no match for me. Not now your fake Queen is mine to control.” Fiona cackles out, her eyes looking possessed as she starts to say words that I can not understand. As Flint, Fern and the remaining rebels witches join in on her spell, an eery wind picks up causing a fog to rise around their feet. Screams fill the field where the rebel wolves had been knocked out but were now gaining consciousness. They tossed around on the ground holding their ears and shouting….begging for it to stop. For what to stop?

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

I enter my shared apartment with Lucas and Catherin and rush to my bedroom and smack the door on their faces before they ask me questions. I plop myself on the bed laying on the stomach in terror, what would have happened if someone found that am a witch? Humans were always the people to hate us. They even killed many of my kind without any mercy thinking that we too have family and kids to take care of. The way they put fire to our homes in forests just because we do witchcraft for treating people. Not gonna lie few do witchcraft to hurt others but not my kind, not my family.

He said. “I thought witches didn’t have mates as us wolves do.” I stated matter-of-factly. “Just because we don’t find our mates at eighteen like you do and have some miraculous bond snap into place doesn’t mean that we don’t have soul mates. Many witches are serial monogamists who mate for life just like werewolves. The goddess leads us to them in mysterious ways” he said. “So, are you trying to tell me that Sierra is my mate?” I asked him almost laughing in his face

It seems as if Theo is as stumped as the rest of us, and that alone is making everything uneasy for me. Scarlett’s admission is also troubling me. If Alma was able to find a witch does that mean that they are more common than I previously thought? I personally do not have a problem with witches, but I do remember the stories that my parents told me. Before humans started multiplying in vast numbers, the different species of other worldly inhabitants fought each other fiercely. By nature, Vampires and Werewolves are natural enemies, much like Angels and Demons. Witches, Warlocks, Fairies, and Nymphs were both feared and used by other factions. According to legends and the stories I was told A

But as with all things, words became weapons, and soon even the common people were drawn in. My mother used to tell me bedtime stories about that era, though sometimes I wondered if they were truly stories or fragments of something she wanted me to believe. One in particular has never left me: a war between witches and the people of the Four Courts. I don’t remember all the details—her voice was always soft at that hour, more lull than history—but I remember the sense of it. That there was once magic in this land, fierce and alive. That it had been stolen, stripped away in a single blinding moment. I never asked whether it was true. Perhaps I didn’t want to know. Yet lately I find myself won

Yes I know babe ,but he has a better explanation for that so just listen ,I decided to consider his words and listen. "I am sure you know that once upon a time , creatures called witches existed ,my mother is one of them and she was supposed to be queen but her right was snatched away from her ,now that things can finally be in place for her ,a prophecy of which long time ago failed to come to pass ,has risen again and in that prophesy lies this particular maid . "Do you know what a wizard is ? "No I don't , how do you expect me to know what that is?"I said rudely and he smirked and brought out a big book from nowhere in particular.

"If she did, she's a real good liar, but I intend to find out. She is keeping a lot of secrets from me. She says she doesn't want me involved for fear I could get hurt." "And you don't believe her?" "I don't know. I do know all of this is tied to her mother somehow, but she won't open up to me, but then again, I have known her less than 48 hours. I have to be patient. She didn't ask for me to come crashing into her life." "I did some research on that as well. And it is possible for a witch to bind her wolf. If he or she doesn't want to be identified, it is how they get in and out of other realms without being detected."

There was a couch in the room, so I sat there while Mom now turned, giving me her back as she walked to the window. “I don't know if you've heard the saying that witches and werewolves don't mix?” It sounded like a question, so even though she couldn't see me, I still nodded my head. “Witches are the root of all evil; they do spells, manipulate, and are the reason why bad things happen.” Okay, I don't know why she was telling me this, but it was beginning to make me feel uncomfortable. “Long back in the witch coven lived a girl, Bella. She was smart, beautiful, and very curious. Now, just like other tribes, witches also had a leader; unlike werewolves, their leader is called a mother witch.

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t