Filavandrel Witcher Novels & Stories

This immediately made Felicia shocked and furious. “YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!” Felicia ran towards Frenska with her spear, but the Flintberg girl was about to finish her incantation. “In the name of Sulinea Fatir, the creator of this sacred technique, I, Frenska Albertovia, release you!!” “DIE, PLANT WITCH!!” Felicia got closer to the girl, but the Spell was already finished. “BIOMESA ALPALMA!!” WHOOSHH

"An oath shall be sworn here witnessed by Themis, Goddess of the Scale I shall attain all principles of Etheria And be the mistress of all evils of the 13 Hells! From the Seventh Palace, attended to by three great heralds of power, Come forth from the Throne of Slumber, Answer to the name of Rubisviel Althreya Fyaril, Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest!" The ground bearing the circle released a turret of purplish-black light and the sheer force of the power sent the witch flying to the ground. Her familiar tumbled with her but she luckily caught him before he could hit the wall and attain any serious damage. She groaned and looked at her work. Her eyes widen at the displeasing result

When I turn to look at her, she only has eyes for her mate. “Shall we get this started?” Alpha Kai asks as they reach us, and when I nod, a red-haired woman walks toward us. “Fenriz, Umiko, this is Marle. She’s my pack witch and will help you with your bind.” The witch nods to both of us, then she looks at me and frowns. “A fox placed this bind on you; a potent spell indeed,” she says, walking over to me. She places her hand on my forehead, closes her eyes, and when she reaches into my subconscious where Ahmya hides, she gets frightened and takes a step back.

Humiliated and Heartbroken hunchback Adrian gifted Mariana a farewell gift which was a pure silk red colored gown embellished with ocean pearl, Marian immediately became obsessed with that gown and she wore it however from that very time she felt weird changes in her body, by next sunrise her entire body got covered in boils, soon her boils started bleeding, and she got bed ridden, hearing this incident my grandmother quickly mentioned that Adrian was indeed a ‘Warlock’, A warlock is a male practitioner of witchcraft, she also scolded Mariana parents for her ill upbringing, Marianna parents begged grandmother to heel their daughter however grandmother only promised to help if they give her p

An unfamiliar voice announced. We looked past Darren to see a full-figured woman step out of a room. She had short blonde hair and brown eyes, and her face had similarities to Liar and Domitilla, though small. She wasn’t a wolf; based on smell, she was a witch. This must be Augusta, Ersila’s witch great-granddaughter.

"This woman is the Queen of my palace. She is indeed an enemy, but once you or your men scratch her skin, I will repay you with a million times the pain." The situation was getting tense, the witcher in the red hood dared to raise her head and saw her old, very strange face. When he locked eyes with Arlcia, the old witcher immediately smiled gently, as if he had been waiting for this for a very long time. His eyes shifted to his master—Vasilio—he also smiled a gentle smile. "I have prepared everything, Your Majesty," he said.

She was sitting in a booth, alone, nursing a tall glass of beer, but I noticed that it was almost empty. I approached the bartender to order a pint of beer and carried it over to her, pushing the drink towards her, like an offering of sorts. “So, can you finally tell me about this witch?” I asked right away. I don’t intend to drag it out any longer. “Well, she’s pretty powerful.” Shania’s words were already slurring and it’s just seven in the evening. She took a swig of the cold brew and when she put it down, I saw that she had already drank half of it. “Her name is Vevila Callaghan and she can make potions that do all sorts of things.”

Her words are like a steel rod up my back. “They’re speaking the truth. Only a High Priest or Priestess can receive visions,” says Filiz. “You could also tell them about how you threatened to kill Alaric’s family if he didn’t poison me with hemlock and make me your puppet. Or you could tell them how you gloated about switching my blood samples, or even more recently, that it was you manipulating Aulen,” I say as I stare her down. “Fucking knew it,” Valeria snorts. “What the fuck did you do to my sister?” Arthwin asks murderously as his eyes shift to black while keeping a protective arm around his sister.

she looked at Fenris, her eyes full of scorn, "Alpha Fenris, you were the perfect puppet." Fenris looked at me, then down at his own hands. The hands stained with innocent blood. The hands that had tormented me for a decade. He was a cosmic joke. A vengeful fool played like a fiddle by his true enemies. An idiot who had tortured and destroyed the one person who had sacrificed everything for him. "Oh, but it gets better," the witch's voice was laced with vicious glee. "Are you curious about the real father of the child in Vanessa's womb?"

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and