Head Witch Novels & Stories

All eyes were fixed on me; some were staring with curiosity, probably wondering why the demigod in front of me would sit with me, while the overdressed witch wouldn't stop staring daggers at me. She stood up angrily from her seat and hissed out loud while her friends trail behind her as she storms off. "You know, saying thank you wouldn't hurt, but it seems like your highness has switched to treating me like a non-existent." He breaks the silence while I stare at him with a confused look on my face. 'Your highness?' why would he call me that. "Hello!" He snapped his finger in front of me, making me blink more than twice as I snapped back to reality.

One door opened, and others followed suit as witches stepped out of their homes. "What brings the wolves to our colony?" one of the witches asked. I held Yuri's hand to stop her from speaking. I scanned the crowd to find the Clan's head. I sensed that the woman who questioned us was not the leader, as her aura felt mild, like a gentle breeze. The clan head possessed the powers of fire and light, according to Emily. "Speak," she said sternly. "I need to speak with your clan head, Abi," I calmly stated. "I am the clan head," the same woman replied.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

I can’t fall in her trap. “Nobody can forget you Hecate, especially when you being so kind.” I said and finally turn to face her. I have to turn the tables back before it’s too late. She was now in her usual self, not the all-mighty powerful goddess of underworld I summoned but the Powerful head-witch of her coven I once worked for. Long jet-black hair, that she wore in a braid down her waist, her black eyes which changes their colour quicker than the mood of Zeus himself. not that I know Zeus myself, but I know one thing for sure, he one arrogant self-centre son of a bitch.

What the hell is wrong with these people? I turned around to look at the person to only find a woman with rainbow hair, looking around in anxiousness, adjusting her mini dress. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair entangled, and she looked bothered about something. Closing the door softly, she leaves hurriedly. And that's when I catch her features. Catherine Richmond .The witch princess. I can recognize her from anywhere. Hell , she was one of the top 5 most powerful women in the world. Who was she so scared of? Strange.

Jeremy quizzed, the beast although without a head on its neck was still standing on its feet as though alive, following his question was the strangest of sights that rendered the three boys speechless, the once headless best had suddenly grown a head, however, like before it wasn't that of a snake, it was the head of a goat having three eyes, one at it's middle and two at its side and a pair of massive red horn, it was a goat baring long canines with a mouth wide enough to consume a fully grown man, it had a venomous Silva dripping from it's forked tongue which slithered like a snake's and instinctively the three boys leaped backward in defense. "I can see but yet it's still hard to believe,

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

As soon as she saw me, she gave me her characteristic smile. "Hydra, by Deüs Krönor, is the story of a crew of sailors who face a monster with several heads, each with a different power and capable of replacing itself. Thus, it can survive by sacrificing one of its heads, usually the most useless, and as long as one head remains, it won't die. Isn't that interesting?" Suddenly, a gigantic shadow formed under my body, and several arrows emerged from it and surrounded Midgard, three of them directly under her throat.

"Stanley!" Halsey and the others rushed over, voices filled with alarm. "Stanley!" "Mr. Hawk!" Wendy pressed her fingers to his pulse. His heartbeat was wildly erratic. Coldost witchcraft was so vicious and overwhelming, even she couldn't counter it quickly. "Stanley, what's happening?" Horace and Brittany stared anxiously at Stanley. Stanley clutched his head, wincing in agony. "My head… It hurts so bad..." "Hold on! The pain will pass soon!" Wendy swiftly pulled out silver needles and jabbed them into key pressure points on Stanley's head.

And he is supported by Reyan and Blue. “Hail - !” they all cried. Hail looked at them and smiled, though still looked weak. After all, he just woke up from a coma. “You!” the moon goddess glared at the witch. But, before she could continue to speak, the witch’s figure flashed and before any of them could react, the witch was already in front of ‘Hierro’ and grabbed ‘his’ head! “No - !” they all cried. But, it was too late since the witch already used her power and inserted it inside Hierro’s head!