How Long Does Witches Live Novels & Stories

Not because she did not want to, but because a kiss was enough to activate the curse. This was the true curse of the witches. Witches were able to absorb the life force of their partners, a little like succubuses. The only downside was that unlike the succubus they had absolutely no control over the draining. A simple kiss would be enough for the male to lose a few years of his life as for sex, from the record he had read. The one who lasted the longest was an Elf from the Northern Pride kingdom. He died after just 50 minutes. An elf on average had a lifespan of 400 to 500 years. A normal human only had 60 to 90 years.

Death. It has always been a mystery, a journey whose end no one knows. No one has ever trailed down that road and returned, and so there was no answer to any questions one might have regarding the phenomenon. But one thing was certain; that everyone, every living creature must die. For humans, their time was shorter. They mostly died at seventy, eighty, ninety, hundred, or sometimes a hundred and a few more years, but it never exceeded a hundred and fifty. For werewolves it was a bit longer - three hundred, three hundred and fifty, four hundred, and so on, but they normally did not exceed five hundred. Witches normally exceed five hundred, even reaching up to seven hundred if they do take pr

We lived in California for quite a long time, probably the longest of all our escapades, which made me get used to the surroundings and I thought naively that maybe we would stay there forever, or at least long enough so that I could finish school and start a life of my own. For as long as I can remember, my mother, Rose McQuinn, was terrified that someone would discover our secret. It was probably an injury after seeing her grandmother's death as a little girl. As my mother was over 500 years old, it was at a time when the Inquisition was holy and the witch-hunt was in full swing. My mother's grandmother and my great-grandmother were burned at the stake for witchcraft, and my mother was 6 y

The odor exuded made Saxum more susceptible to heeding to Pellethia’s demand. Pellethia didn’t know just yet what the flowers were for so she emitted her Authority with full force when she asked, “Who. Told. You.” “The witch and vampire who raised me.” “Do this witch and vampire have names?” “They never gave it to me, saying that it was for my own safety.” Pellethia didn’t see the point in pressing for the witch’s identity any further. Witches only lived to 500 years old, so it was no doubt that whoever it was was already dead.

“So the prophecy is true, and she knew you would eventually find one another…” “Who?” “Summer’s Mother, Astra.” “She was the Royal Shifter’s painter, wasn’t she?” “Yes…” “But how? That was over 1000 years ago… And Summer is what 18-20?” Mystia laughs. “Summer may look young but she is 100 years old and, by the feel of it, has found her mate and is deeply connected to him. Now a White Witch, if not killed, can live as long as a Vampire, whereas a Black Witch lives the life of a human unless they perform a specific sacrificial ritual every 100 years to keep them young.”

"When he told me to take care of you, I could not find you for 5 years was this the reason." I nodded my head "I was protecting my daughter, the only memory I have of him." He didn't mind how passionately I talked about Ethan instead he hugged me and said "Tell me how long can witches live." I smiled at the thought that he was not ready to give up but I didn't take the joy from him as I said "About a thousand years, I suppose it is as long as the vampires." He shook his head "No we live for 800 years." I nodded my head and then the smile on my face dropped "But the people like Cameron can live until they are killed."

I tell her. She tightens. “Well, nothing is exciting about my life story. After years of study, I thought I would go out into the wide world for some fun before settling down. I hope to find a well-paid job when I'm ready and, of course, a handsome husband later on." As she tells me the trite tale, she sips a glass of white wine. “Hmmm, so you're around twenty years old now”, I ask somewhat skeptically. Actually, her face is ageless, which is typical for witches. They stop aging around the age of twenty-five.

“Witches Myan, I heard that there is a new adventurer with a new Witches bloodline enrolled in the Sirum City branch adventurer guild.” Witches Madea spoke with the Witches head of the Sirum City branch. Witches Myan is the head of the Witches Coven branch in Sirum City. This old lady is one of the High-level Witches in the Witches community who is respected in SULIME REALM. This old lady was over 300 years old where high-level Witches as well as werebeasts with high-level powers had a lifespan of up to 500 years. In SULIME REALM, the possessor of high-level power lived up to 500 years at most.

I refuse to believe that witches are actually extinct, especially since Adelina is a witch and had been living among us undercover for centuries. Now that I think about it…how did Adelina get away with this? Fairies do not age, this is correct, but they are not immortal either. They can live for up two centuries before their powers begin to diminish. A powerless fairy is a dead fairy since they literally breathe magic. Adelina has been around for more than five centuries, and it seemed as though she was becoming stronger with age, not weaker.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.