Jax Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

Unfortunately for him, he had to deal with her Dark Magic first hand. "From what we have gathered, she has taken a liking to Rogues in particular as they don't like to follow leaders." his gaze settled on Dante and Jayce. "Some Dark Witches have also taken a liking to her, but they have gone into hiding." he mentioned, shifting his gaze to Janice. She nodded her head, but her grey eyes showed how deeply this news troubled her. "What is the plan of action?" Jax asked after he recollected himself and probably doubled checked to make sure he didn't soil himself after the Werewolf King had him pinned briefly.

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.

His hand was on my jeans again when we heard a ruffled and then a conversation trailing into our ears. “...what do you think the witch will taste like?” “...shut up you pussy eater?” I heard Jason’s gruff voice scolding Jake. I felt my body tremble at their voices before Jared pulled me up. I saw their figures round the corner and walked directly into me and Jared. “You? What are you doing here?” Jason asked. His eyes darkened when he saw my ruffled blouse. Shit shit shit!! “I think our little powerful witch here is testing the water.” Jake grinned before moving towards Jared and me. “Has my brother tasted you yet?” He taunted me and I rolled my eyes at him.

From behind a thick tree trunk, the naked man hauled a crying Jessica out by the hair, settling her at his feet. “No!” I reached out a hand. “Don’t hurt her! What do you want?” The witch’s smile widened, her blackened gums on full display. That meant her magic was very dark indeed. “We mean no harm, sister witch. Nobody shall get hurt if you give us what we desire.” “Then what do you want?” I repeated. I hated repeating myself because that meant people either did not pay attention the first time or outright ignored me. I shuffled forward a few steps. She repeated my actions, her wolves mimicking her movements.

I ask. “This is Jenny, she’s a witch of mine. She teleported from outside of your boundary, Theo. Which is what I believe Hati’s witch did on the night your daughter was taken.” “How did they do that?” I ask myself. “You see witches follow a differing algorithm than us wolves, they time travel as such, going from one place to another is less than a second whereas we would take time to travel that distance. You would have had less than a seconds notice that she arrived in your home, compared to a wolf that cross the border and was running towards the heart of the pack. You shouldn’t be blaming yourself, Theo. There was nothing you could have done. But, there is a way to trap witches in the fu

Not to mention these witches weren’t really known for their friendliness. However, Paul had made himself familiar with Starcove; more importantly, he made himself familiar with Jasmine, also known as Jazzy, a witch who specialized in dark magic and owned the witchery shop. Her dark long swirls of hair draped around her narrow features, almost covering her emerald eyes. She was a petite and very pretty woman who wore tight clothing and a lot of jewelry. Her rosy lips turned into a sly smile when Paul entered her shop, and she leaned across the counter like a cat stretching out her arms. She placed her hands under her chin and batted her long lashes at him as he neared her.

After much consideration, Jasper exhaled deeply and stood up . "Take me to them" he grunted and Ethan nodded and led the way. * The witches, known as the special supernatural beings, stood in the big hall with their Queen in front of them. They were known as sisters of the moon, and were usually dressed in a black garment with it's hoodie over their heads. Just eleven of them were present there at Jasper's pack, with their Queen - Liquorose - in front of them. And her assistant - Nika - beside her.

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

Not warmly — nothing about this woman was warm — but with a kind of terrible appreciation, the way a hunter smiles when the prey turns out to be more interesting than expected. "Alpha Dravon," she said, without looking away from me. "Under Council Law, Ordinance Seventeen, any wolf witch taken into pack custody must be surrendered to Council jurisdiction within forty-eight hours. You have —" she glanced at the narrow window "— thirty-six hours remaining. I will wait." "You're welcome to the guest quarters," Kael said. "My Beta will show you."