Harry Potter Wraiths Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"We work in a secret supernatural agency made for keeping rogue or wild myths in check. Some mythical creatures are cruel and tend to extend their madness to humans, we keep them all in check by either eliminating or imprisoning them. Elle and I are the best among the young vampires, even more than some older ones. Most times, we are sent to do the capturing because it is not easy to catch rogue creatures alive. Anyways, on that particular day, we were sent to eliminate not bring back alive." "The screeching phoenix is quite strong, it screams just as dangerous as a banshee's. Since we couldn't get closer without having our heads pop open like popcorn, Elle did a spell to block out high-freq

It was just a tale but he proved it right when he saw my reaction. “Your eyes couldn’t lie. You are so transparent.” he said like he knew me for a very long time. I couldn’t stand him looking at me straight, so I left his eyes first. Then, he talked about the deal. “You are a witch, right? Then make a love potion and steal my brother’s heart.” he proposed. “You are insane.” I told him. I learned nothing about spells, magic and potions. Not even a single one. My mother didn’t introduce me to any form of it. Witchcraft was forbidden and was punishable by death, now and forever.

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

Blood dripped to the floor as Beth shrieked in horror. The thing—the witch—lifted its head, its face no longer human, but a grotesque mask of hollow eyes and a mouth stretched into a wicked grin. With one swift move, the witch grabbed me by the throat and squeezed. I gasped for air as her grip tightened, my legs kicking helplessly beneath me. My mind raced, panic flooding my system. “Beth, run!” I choked out between strangled breaths. Beth hesitated, her eyes wide with terror. “Jack—”

All around him different noises can be heard as creatures that resided in the miasma were awakened because of his struggle. On his way, he saw blackened figures of those who were lost or stranded on the abyss, cancerous growth growing all over their bodies infesting them and slowly turning them into one of the numerous residents of the abyss. Mere inches from the border of the twilight zone and the deep, the part where the miasma was the thinnest, Phil was about to exit when suddenly a thick black tentacle had gotten hold of him, it grasped his body and was slowly dragging him down. Phil tried to pry it loose and started punching it but nothing worked, he started to lose hope and was regrett

One thing was made clear, Bree Davidson was almost done, They could both sense her soul exiting inch by inch giving way for the darkness, The daemon began to to advance, it claws extended and it's maw dripping spittle, it eyes black displaying intense hatred "Get ready to die!" it howled and lunged for Moira whose magic instantly deflected it backwards, but unlike before the Wraith landed quite well on it's feet moving back only a few meters, it made another lunge at her There was large crack as the earth split open, and from its depths came the hands of souls dragging and clawing at the demon "Ustanite iz dubina i zatražite pale" Hades called in a raspy voice his eyes glowing a faint yellow

She argued that with vampirism, witchcraft, and senses of werewolves combined, we will be indestructible. “Niklaus was made with witch powers! Powerful with powers at that! And you think a bite from him would produce the same results?” Lucianna screamed once again, seeking for the attention to be diverted to her. I hid my claws when I saw my aunt averted her gaze to my cousin, Lucianna. I immediately sat beside Natyaramona and assisted her into standing up. Her breaths were heavy and sharp, panting and almost begging for the last of it.

SERAPHINA POV Hi, let me introduce myself my name is Seraphina Amara Wolfe or Sera for short, I have just turned 18 and I am a werewolf. I have fire red hair, blue eyes that turn gold when my wolf Lilith come to the front. I'm not very tall at around 5'2, I am quite slim as I have been living on the run since I was 3 and haven't been getting enough food, I find just enough to survive if that's what life is. I can't tell you anything about my parents or what pack I was from, as I have no memory of them. I lived with a human family for a little while when I was 8 but once I shifted at 10 which hurt, they got scared and threw me out, I was just lucky they didn't kill me which I hear they do to

She understood that, but it didn’t have her eager to line up to meet the broadside of an angry Highlander’s sword. The darkness seemed to be growing, and it had a malevolent tinge to it. She shivered as she wondered if it were her imagination, or if there was witchcraft involved in the darkening fog. She wasn’t the only witch Walstone kept as a prisoner, but she didn’t think they had caught up with her yet.