Good Witch Novels & Stories

A new determination settles in my chest and I shut off the water and get out to dry off and get ready to go to my office and make some calls. (Beth POV) I have been sitting on this log just inside the forest watching as the Goddess goes from wolf to wolf attempting to install wisdom and encouragement. WItches are different. We weren't born from the Moon Goddess and we don’t worship her. We worship the elements Earth, Wind, Fire and Water. Witches can align themselves with whomever they please, some with packs and with any other species including humans. Most witches practice black or white magic, I prefer grey. I believe that even black magic can be used for good though I am careful with wha

Drawing upon their combined strength and the unwavering support of their pack, they confronted the witch in a climactic battle that shook the very foundations of the mansion. Spells clashed, claws clashed, and the air crackled with magic as the triad fought tooth and nail to protect their community. Andrea tapped into her Moon Goddess powers, channeling the ancient energy to counter the witch's dark magic. Jax and Rachel fought alongside her, their bond and love serving as an unbreakable shield against the witch's onslaught.

“Quit this bullshit and go sit for dinner!“ She angrily turned off the television. “Why did you do that? Mrs. Nora Williams was about to announce the date for the pick.“ I sluggishly stood from the floor with a huge frown on my face. “You mean the hideous, wicked witch of the west?“ Megan retorted with a scoff. “Mrs. Tera Greygott is the wicked witch of the west. I'm talking about Mrs. Nora Williams.“ I explained, slapping off a peck of dust on my faded gown. “All rich folks are wicked witches of the west, be it Williams or Greygott. Now go sit!“ She fired back, walking past me with angry steps. “No offense, but I think you're the only one with that mindset. Every other person around here se

Colour green never suits a witch. The High Witch should be surprised, upset even, at being ignored in her own territory and treated like air, but she isn’t. On the contrary, she is glad they aren’t even paying attention to her. It gives her the leeway to nullify the seals they have set around the room and magically set up her signature slaughter formation. Let her bask in the glory of her blessing for the little time she has left. That is the best I can do for a fallen genius like her, snuffed out before she can truly blossom and leave her mark in the winds of time.

Towards A Happy Ending … A deafening silence fell after Reyan stopped speaking, telling them Hierro’s thoughts about the witches. Reyan didn’t speak since he knows that everyone hates the witch – their enemy. But, he couldn’t not tell them about what Hierro said, since they are all facts. That indeed, the witch cured their ancestors’ illness. If it was not for her, their ancestors would have died, and they all wouldn’t be here now. That also means the witch never killed anyone in the past. Aside from her ambition to rule this world, she was actually a good person, and even kind to her subordinates since she converted their prayers to powers and gifted it to her subordinates – albeit she dece

She felt only the fire. Inside her, the "Witch" was no longer a dormant spark or a gentle guiding hand; it was a white-hot, unchecked inferno. Her hair, a cascade of deep violet, whipped around her face in the gale, the brilliant silver streaks within the strands glowing with a celestial, lunar light. Her eyes were no longer the soft violet of a woman; they were glowing orbs of incandescent silver, the mark of a High Priestess Witch fully awakened. It clawed at the lining of her ribs, its hunger fueled by a primal, maternal desperation that threatened to consume her sanity.

He finished with another hideout smirk of his. I raised my hand up in the air, using my magic I picked up the so-called leader, "Niax en at alach" I whispered, holding my hands in the air, I heard the loud echoing of his beating heart being plunged out of his chest into my hand. I let go of his lifeless body, my eyes turned to the rest of the witches, they had taken their stance, attacking me with their powers, I neutralize whatever magic sent at me, quickly holding up four of the Witches, without hesitation I plucked their head off from their bodies.

She busts out of the rope and rises to her feet. “Who told you could kill him? This body loves him.” “Master!!” The witch screams. I look over to see his hand on the ground, a clean cut. “Kill her.” “What about the plan?” “I don’t care about the plan; kill her now!” I grunt, unable to move as the witch turns to her. “You’ll pay for harming my master.” “And who’s going to make me pay. You?” Elina asks, amused. “Yes!!” She shouts before a strong gush of wind rush through the room, stirring everything. Her eyes turn black as she throws a spell across the room that Elina quickly neutralizes with the swipe of her hand. The witch tries three more times, but the same thing happens.

Aside from a few distinguishing physical characteristics (they are bald, have clawed hands, and lack toes), witches look like human women but are awful creatures that prey on children. The grandmother warns him about the Grand High Witch, the evilest and most feared leader of all the witches. When the grandmother and the boy go on a holiday to a fancy hotel on the English coast, the boy encounters a group of witches gathering for their yearly meeting. He overhears the grand witch introducing her new invention, something she calls Formula 86, a potion to turn children into mice. The witch explains her plan of putting the potion in candy and having the witches all open sweet shops. As part of

She could never catch even if she tried, there are few people that can keep up with me. My father can because he's an almighty Alpha, my mother wouldn't even try, she'll just magic herself in front of me or she'll just magic me back. Boy, do I sometimes wish I could do that. I don't even go to school, I am homeschooled though, homeschooling is something that I never really complained about since it's actually fun and I get to do a lot of training. My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf.