How Long Does Witches Live Novels & Stories

Elise exclaimed. "But you realise that we have to be careful, the humans must never find out about our existence, for them the witches became extinct thousands of years ago, we can't have them on our back once again since we know how it would end." Miranda explained as shetook out her mobile to have a look for herself. The video was trending everywhere with the humans calling for a total wipe out if the monsters feeding on their families.

Every generation of half-hybrids, like myself, waits for that moment when they turn 18, but until that time we are all unsuccessful. My entire family, my Father's family as well as my Mother's family, is waiting for this day. But how can I believe this nonsense? Our curse is a short life span. We can only reach 47 years of age and no one can live beyond that. My mother's family lasted for 48 years because of magic. A wolf, on the other hand, can live for 100 and 100 years.

Then, a thought came to me. I turned to Weldon and Thorin, my curiosity piqued. "Is there possibly a witch residing in your territory?" Weldon and Thorin exchanged a glance. It was a dangerous question. Our kind and the witches have a tumultuous one, stretching back hundreds of years. "Antonio," Weldon began slowly. "we all understand that witches are banned here because of their dangerous concoctions. It's been decades since anyone has seen or heard of a witch in our territory."

Most times, all he does is just sit and listen, doesn't contribute a thing at all, and when the meeting is dismissed poof, he's gone. He is ancient, like thousands of years old. Nobody knows exactly how long he has lived, but he has been the witches' representative for ages. And one thing about the witches is that they are the most peaceful among the supernatural beings. They keep to themselves, don't meddle in others affairs, but they are also very cunny.

"What happened Belle, did it take your headache away. Did it burn your hand? Let me see." Her eye's were fair away trying to figure out what all of that was. Yes her mother was human but she was a witch not an all powerful one like in the Mage lands. Just a simple human who dabbles. There is no way she be one, because she is aging like any normal human. The actual witch's and wizards last a good 200 to 300 years if they do not conjure anything that would effect them in any way. "No Abbey I am good. Hey has that necklace every talked to you in anyway?"

I cast him a sharp side glance until he pressed his lips together. “If you'd let me finish talking, you'd understand what I really want to do, Lucas.” I looked at Elder Garett. “I heard that there's a witch somewhere at the outskirts of this pack. One of the people that pushed this prophecy a long time ago.” The woman nodded. “Yes, but we haven't heard from her in years. She might not even be alive anymore.” “I highly doubt that. Witches are known to live stubbornly long. I need to find her and hear her own perspective of things.”

Last and most important, they were searching for the Breaker. If the rumors were to be believed, then it would appear that I was yet to find the first clue to the riddle that was the seven sisters. Witches, despite being powerful, were still humans and humans had notoriously short lifespans so how the hell had they been alive for not one but two centuries? Second, toppling me from the seat of power had been about giving them more power so why had they left it to the hunters and faded into the shadows? And third but not the least, who the hell was the Breaker?

She said innocently. “No, I am not immortal. Witches are not immortal. We are just able to live for a significantly longer amount of time compared to normal humans. I am actually one hundred and twenty years old right now, but I bet you can never guess, right?” She was surprised when she heard about his age. How could a man who have lived for such a long time still looked like a teenager? He already knew what she was thinking from the look on her face and laughed like there was no tomorrow. Perhaps he had so much fun teasing her, but at least she deserved some explanation before her mind was blown further.

But eventually being rescued by the royal servers on time before she could have harmed herself even more, the queen was saved at the last minute. Although it was of no use later, the queen mother slept an entire year deeply. She was in coma because of her harsh injuries caused by the self attack. She was being treated by the doctors practicing Mesopotamian magic when Princess Rosemary was just little of 9. Princess Rosemary witnessed queen mother's sufferings everyday, her will of survival had no chance at all. But she was still breathing on the bed for over a year. Even though the queen mother herself didn't wanted to live no more but she was still breathing enough for survival and it was a

he asks Tatiana. “Werewolves and other paranormal beings can live up to a hundred and fifty years, Lycans up to two hundred. Vampires and dragons can get as old as five hundred years, but witches can live many, many years. Longer than any other species. We get bored. Being cryptic keeps us, witches, entertained,” Tatiana replies. “I hope I am invited to your mating ceremony. I absolutely love happy endings.” “What you need is a male of your own,” Caleb comments as he passes past her and steps inside the portal.