His Blazing Witch Novels & Stories

“Twinkets.” “Twinkets!” Triana shot me a shocked gaze. “Only witches of legend could see them. Control them.” I don’t think I control them. “I’ve never heard of them.” I responded flatly. Looking straight ahead as I limped her along the path they illuminated. She carried the lantern in her other dangling hand, since I supported her with both of mine. But the wind swirled dirt across our view so heavily that it made the lantern nearly ineffective. Clouds rolled across the moon making it blacker than black out.

CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: MY NAME IS Clara Peterson and what you are about to read is the story of my life. However before we delve into the story proper, let me introduce you to my squad. We are more like a family. You dare one of us and you are taking on all of us. There is Ray Glazebrook, my boyfriend or anyways, soon to be boyfriend. He is a werewolf. Infact, he is the Alpha of a werewolf pack called the Kraits. He is immortal and very powerful. Then we have my best friend, Janet Johnson or as I like to call her JJ. She is a witch with the powers to control and manipulate storms. This means she can control lightning. We then have Ethan Vanderbilt, the only hybrid amidst us. He is both

Sierra lowers her hands laughing hysterical and giving Alyssa a high five. “Wow, that was amazing” I say to her “Ah, that’s nothing…the equinox gives us a little more strength than usual that’s why they all wanted to do the bonfire tonight” she states. “I get it Ajax has been a little on edge tonight too, but I know better than to shift in front of a bunch of witches” I snickered Sierra did not look amused. “What is that supposed to mean? I know we’re not all friendly but seriously” she looked pissed.

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

"You had no experience to go off of, spirit witches are powerful, it's no wonder they rarely seek asylum in packs. They're able to survive on their own, not protected by any packs or any of their covens. The spell that she had over you was probably fool proof." She's about to respond but we reach the witch's cottage. I pull her up the stairs with me and knock on the door. Blair answers immediately. "Alpha! Come in, please." she says while stepping aside. I enter her house, I've been here plenty of times, so I'm expecting the overwhelming scent of all her herbs that are drying on the counter. She leads us past the kitchen and to her office.

She felt only the fire. Inside her, the "Witch" was no longer a dormant spark or a gentle guiding hand; it was a white-hot, unchecked inferno. Her hair, a cascade of deep violet, whipped around her face in the gale, the brilliant silver streaks within the strands glowing with a celestial, lunar light. Her eyes were no longer the soft violet of a woman; they were glowing orbs of incandescent silver, the mark of a High Priestess Witch fully awakened. It clawed at the lining of her ribs, its hunger fueled by a primal, maternal desperation that threatened to consume her sanity.

She gracefully walks down the stairs like she’s floating on air, “Seems she succeeded in tricking wolves into believing they’ve found their mate.” “Where’s the bitch now?” “Rush and Mazelina have her covered. I knew there was something up, so I cast my own spell to reveal herself and as soon as you walked in the colours of the room became inexplicably vibrant. It was beautiful.” All three of us exchange looks of confusion. “The colour of the room stayed the same, Sally,” Blaze tells her gently. “Of course, it did to you, a mere mortal. But to a witch it was brilliant.” She says, sighing like she’s just had the best orgasm of her life.

And before Sullivan could reply, Brinsle sent another bolt of light spiraling through the air. This time, Sullivan diffused it and fired one right back. In a matter of moments, all three witches, Sullivan, Lucinda, and Brinsle were firing bolts of lightning at one another. It was a full-fledged witch fight. Brinsle dove to the left and fired at Sullivan. Sullivan dodged it. “Stop, Brinsle, before you do something you regret.” “Let them go and I’ll stop,” Brinsle said, from a crouched position. She raised her hands again, but this time, she snapped her wrist. The flames from the fire moved forward, towards Lucinda.

Blaze was frantic as he broke traffic laws to get there. Blaze opened his throttle wide, fear and fury driving him forward. Behind him, Ghost was mobilizing the pack, but Blaze knew with sick certainty that this would end the way it began – between him, Maya, and the woman who'd twisted love into obsession. Roxy had no clue what love really was and how it made you stronger, not weaker. In the distance, storm clouds gathered over the old Blackwood house. Something wicked was stirring in Iron Valley. The witch was mixing herbs getting ready to grant Roxy her wish.

I walked around the Rising Moon’s land looking for Noah’s Beta Blaze, I needed him to be on my side, he was another one that actually knew that I was a witch but he supported his Alpha in his decision to make me his wife. When I found him, he was beating the stuffing out of a punch bag “YOU!” he yelled when he spotted me “It was not my fault, your Alpha went rogue” “You are the witch, you have children together, why did you not protect him?” Blaze takes a final punch to the bag and it splits apart. “It was impossible to protect him, he could not wait any longer” I narrow my eyes at him “I am your Luna remember” Blaze glared at me “You are no Luna, WITCH”