Hand Witch Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

She hisses getting out her serpent’s tongue. “The grant white witch that refuses to die, how do you stake your odds of surviving today?” Gwanhoya asks her but something is different about her. She cannot put it to words, is that why Wezhira called her a ‘fellow god’? She continues moving her head around her eyes closed. Genteel does not move staring at her as she moves her head hissing. She is not behaving like a normal human being. Darkness surrounds Genteel and Gwanhoya and Genteel is pulled from beneath the witch by Mukura who is spreading out her hand controlling the movement of the darkness.

A third witch raised her skeletal hand and Dante's chest seized —he started hyperventilating, like she was squeezing his heart from ten feet away. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t shift. The mud is up to his knees now, Another witch lifted one finger, and the mud turned into chains that wrap around his shoulders and yank him backwards. He fights with everything he has—punching, kicking, clawing with human fingers that aren't enough—Ther started dragging him toward that open grave with his name on it. The edge of the grave crumbled under his feet. Then something massive hits the circle like a freight train made of fury.

I tightened my grip on Giofré’s hand beside me before the feeling of his grasp suddenly diminished. Fluttering my eyes open, I felt the whole sensation of my body—cold and drenched from the rain. I was lying on the ground, feeling the mud covered my side. My vision was blurry and as my eyes started to adjust, everything became clearer. I witnessed the scene unfolding in front of me; the witches holding each others’ hands while chanting the spell, the wild wind brushing on them as they tried to prevent the dark soul from nearing them. Then suddenly, Lucas and Weston came running to their side, holding the gemstone as a witch took it.

Halfway across, my foot slid. I caught myself with a sharp breath, heart hammering. But when the beam tilted again, I toppled, hitting the damp earth hard. “Again,” the witch said without hesitation. I bit down on my frustration and climbed back up. This time I made it further before falling. The cycle repeated, fall, climb, walk, fall again. By the end of the exercise, my legs shook, my palms burned, and sweat clung to my back. “Focus,” another witch commanded the next day. A blindfold covered my eyes, pressing tight against my temples.

Falling to the ground their mouths open and eyes wide… Dead. The witch beside me gasps, her eyes wide as she watches all of her friends fall to the ground. I look back up at Amy as she rips the binds from her hands and floats beyond the logs at her feet to the ground. The witch glares at the one beside me, the only one left, then the witch beside me disappears in a cloud of green smoke. The witch walks over to me slowly, moving the bodies from her path with a move of her hand. Once she’s in front of me, the chain around my wrists falls to the ground.

The second witch glared at her with indignant shock before quickly trying to bring up another spell. Kat lifted her hand and the lights in the hallway flickered as the air became thick and hard to breathe for the witch. She gasped in small hard breaths as she tried to complete her spell, a fire ball appearing in her hand as she glared at Kat. Kat had finally reached her sister, kneeling incapacitated before her. Kat reached out and grabbed the witch by her hair, wrenching her head up to meet her eyes as she grinned down on the hapless witch. She was near to collapsing, gasping for her final breaths as Kat tightened the shadow tendrils around her throat. The witch’s eyes bulged and she convul

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

-2- I pulled the switchblade out of my waistband without him noticing. -1- I opened it. -NOW- I jumped forward, pushing Xavier off me catching him off guard and before he could recover, I stabbed him with the switchblade and ran from the room as fast as I could. I could hear him growl, but the noise from outside soon drowned it out as all hell broke loose. As I flung open the front door and ran outside, I was grabbed and a knife placed against my throat.

“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered, and Milo said nothing. There was no need to as, within moments, he’d turned and flipped them over so that Camille lay under him with both wrists secured firmly over her head in one of his hands, his body a familiar weight on top of hers. She struggled briefly, tried to flip them over so she’d be on top, but the almost painful tightening of his grip on her wrists was warning enough and she let herself go boneless under him, breaths heavy.