Green Witch Novels & Stories

Kral has been attacked by a magic wolfsbane, and perhaps Vivian's arrival will bring hope ahead of time. "Let me see," said Vivian, looking down in her small pocket. The sound of countless bottles clinking came from her pocket, and as I looked more closely, I realized that many mysterious symbols were flickering. "Ah! This!" Vivian shouted, and my heart was in my throat. She took out a green pill bottle, uncorked it with her slender fingers, and carefully poured a green pill into my palm. "Well! This is the treatment of Wolfsbane Oh!" Vivian happily clapped her hands, her eyes into the spring as clear.

Quickly, I hid what I was preparing, took a deep breath to clear my mind, and then swallowed some Artemisia. Ignis entered the den, her scrutinizing gaze landing on me. “What are you doing, Zora?” she asked. A disguised smile formed on my lips as I replied, “Just separating some Hops. Surely, the wolves will want to celebrate when the heir is born, and we need plenty of Hops for brewing.” Ignis approached, examining what I had in my hands. She nodded in agreement and said, “You're right; moments of celebration will come.” I approached her with the plant, shifting the focus of the conversation. “And how is Gwenyth?”

I opened my eyes a little and saw Jonathan, my father and a woman standing by the foot of my mattress. The woman had the palest skin that I had ever seen. Her skin was so pale that all Her nerves could be seen. Her eyes were a very light shade of foster green. Her nose was pointed , she had thin lips and eyebrows. She had long light brown hair with green highlights. She was thin and was about five feet three wearing a long black dress. She had a worn out bag on her shoulder and a few books in her hand. There was an infinity symbol on her hand,it means she was a witch.

Gretchen is wearing black ripped jeans with a black v neck long sleeve. She has her green snake wrapped around her wrist, I can't remember his name. Her red hair is made up of bouncing curls that reach down to her shoulders. She has brown eyes and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Although she looks around 20 years of age, she is actually closer to 150 years as witches age slower than most supernaturals. She is very powerful, very wise, and a woman you would never want to cross.

Danny comforted me. "You saved my family Sasha and I thank you." Emmett smiled as he stroked Charlie's hair. "I think the twins are green wolves." Danny added. "Green wolves?" Emmett asked. "Green emerald wolves are rare to the Celtic Crescent Moon Pack, most people have heard of white wolves and their power. There also exists green wolves who are direct descendents of Selena the Moon Goddess but are connected to the earth also. Why do you think the twins are green wolves?" Alpha Williams asked.

exclaimed Aza excitedly. "Really? I want to see!" Both: "...." "I didn't think it would be this easy, will the trip be easy?" asked Aza resignedly. "Come on, quickly!" Azareel: "...." Arriving in front of the second level house is green with a yard filled with plants everywhere. Leo had thought that this house was a garden complex, but immediately received a sharp blow on his forehead until it made an impression on the smooth forehead. "This is the house ... the house of the Green Cube Witch,"

The trees that lined the courtyard were lush and green, and the leaves rustled gently in the wind. Miranda’s outfit was that of a typical witch from the Shadows Covens. Her black dress clung to her curves and was adorned with various gemstones that sparkled in the light. She had a cloak draped over her shoulders, and her long black hair cascaded down her back. Her eyes, which were a piercing green, were lined with kohl, and her lips were painted a deep red.

“For now we watch and gather what we can. Rage alone will not free them.” She rose and called for Sendro and Laclam next. When the two men arrived, she had the sealed crate from the Whitefang delivery brought in and set on the table. “This is the new product the witches are circulating,” she said. “They’re calling it Wolfesia. The Blacklores are already using it. I need everything you can learn, ingredients, effects, how it works. Leave nothing unexamined.” Sendro and Laclam exchanged a single glance. Both nodded.

Is it me or are her eyes even more emerald tonight? Even in the dim lighting, her eyes are a radiant hue of green that speaks to the soul of the beast within me. They remind me of fresh rows of evergreen pastures, saturated with new blooms. I feel the beast in me lie down in submission at the look of her jade eyes. That bright color is so bold and striking, so inviting and tempting. Damn this witch vixen.

I say, trying to keep up with both conversations at once. She touches the paper again. ‘Are the wolves protecting you?’ I nod. “Yes, I’d like some aloe please,” she says. I turn, getting a bottle of aloe and when I turn back, new words are on the paper. ‘Witches are moving against the wolves.’ “This brand is called WHO,” I say, asking my question out loud. Who is after the wolves? “Wholly Herbal Organics. They are a good brand.” I say, as I watch her finger on the paper.