Hand Witch Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Pandora swung hers fast enough, cutting her face, and breaking her nose. The witch wailed, stumbling back and falling. Pandora jumped on her and ripping through her face, and her whole body. The witch jerked in pain but only managed to throw Pandora off. She sprung back to her feet and couldn’t stay on it. She fell back down immediately. She turned back to her human form.

There was regret in his dead grey eyes as he finished that sentence. The man in front of him stood around two inches taller, his hair also dark brown though it was cut shorter on the back and sides but slightly longer on the top. He looked at his brother his ocean blue eyes, bloodshot from sleep deprivation. Another door opened and a woman entered, she had raven black hair braided into a fishtale plait and her blueish-green eyes filled with saddness though she had a look of determination on her face. She was short and skinny, but she had some muscle definition in her arms. "It is done." She stated loud enough for both men to hear. "She is gone." A tear slipped down her cheek as the taller of

the witch groaned as she made another turn in the hammock, to which gently swayed and creaked. Her long, white hair draped down and touched the ground. She almost fell down the hammock due to her turnovers, but fortunately she didn’t. “No… don’t…” the witch murmured as her body trembled, as if she recalled something extremely terrible. “Hahahaha! Look at how she has fallen!” a voice in her ears spoke while laughing. “Do you want to tie her up?” another voice asked. “No. She can’t even lift a finger now… let’s leave her here.” another person said.

I fell on the grass, right after getting out, Jayson following soon after, the force of gravity pulling him down. 'Oh my! ' My eyes snapped up to Addanc. Taking in his two balls of nothingness. Blinking twice in an attempt to get a clear vision, I spotted Tamara, her elbow gripped tightly by the wizard's right hand. On the other side, Janette, stood shaking and whimpering. Her mouth was wide open as she looked at her mate whose expression mirrored nothing but raw anger. The grass couldn't let us see clearly up to their feet. 'Let them go. ' The utterance was supposed to sound thunderous but instead it came out as a moan. My throat had become sore and my jaw was dead beat.

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

He smiled wearing gloves on his hand, he brought out a silver chain and I shivered knowing the pain I'll receive. He brought out a substance and I couldn't move or process any thought, I couldn't believe I was staring at what I've always heard about, he injected the wolfsbane on the silver chain, then he turned to me with a smile, I now understand why he promised me twenty hits and a painful death, he was using what will kill me. "Now make sure you count with me, if you don't, I'll start again." He said grabbing my hair, I winced in pain immediately he hit me.

~Zayne~ I stared at the unconscious brunette-haired witch, many thoughts ransacked my head but the one dominating was me wishing Tiffany and I could be in a different situation. It hurts me to see her being chained to a chair, but if this is what would make her go back to her senses then I have no choice but to do this.

He fretted as he felt her aura. Dark. Mystique. She was a witch and she had this evil blazing inside of her. Taking a bold step, his gaze caught the silver necklace that was hanging around her shoulder. “Who are you and what are you doing in Arcadia Falls?” Hadrian inquired as his eyes gleamed gold.

On the night of the full moon, as Grandma Evelyn's tales took on a new significance, Alex felt a strange stirring deep within him, a primal urge that he could not ignore. With Grandma Evelyn's guidance, Alex ventured into the heart of the forest, where he experienced his first transformation under the light of the moon. It was a moment of revelation, of awakening, as Alex embraced the true nature of his being and accepted his place within the ancient lineage of the werewolves.But as the truth of his heritage came to light, Alex found himself faced with a choice: to turn away from his family's legacy or to embrace it fully and carry on their tradition. With the support of Grandma Evelyn and A

The glow swallowed her feet, then her waist, then her shoulders. She looked at me with wide, desperate eyes. “Kairos,” she whispered. “I am scared.” My chest split open with helpless fury. “I am coming,” I said. “I swear I am coming.” Her voice shook. “Do not lose me.” “I will not.” The light rose higher. She reached one trembling hand toward me, and I lifted my paw to meet it. Her fingers passed through the light. Mine hit the barrier. The world tilted. A scream tore out of her as the Core’s pull sharpened. The light climbed past her throat and reached her face.