Jax Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

"We need your help to interpret a dream, ma'am. Avery here has been having some disturbing visions, and we were hoping you could help us understand their meaning." The witch nodded, her expression serious. "Please, sit down. I'll do my best to help you." We sat down in front of her, and she began to lay out stones in different shades and shapes. She reached for my hand, and I felt a jolt of electricity as she touched me. She started whispering words under her breath, and her eyes turned completely white.

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

James hesitated for some time as I waited patiently besides him to know the truth, he looked into my eyes innocently and started speaking "I am a Vampire." He was shocked at my reaction because he had expected that I would be scared but I just nodded and waited for him to complete "You are not shocked." I smileed and looked into his eyes "If I know about Cameron then it is obvious I know about vampires." He was taken aback "How do you know so much, who are you." I took in a deep breath "I am a witch and for now I can only tell you this." He stammered as he tried to gain what I said "Witch"

Fury bubbled in Helena's gut as she flung open the doors to the room the meeting was taking place, her magic causing the air around her to crackle. "Wh-, What is the meaning of this?" Stuttered one of the gathered Weres, as he tried and failed, by his wide-eye stare, to appear unaffected by her presence. Helena prowled deeper in, ignoring his question, the sound of her soles tapping against the wooden floorboards echoing in the quiet room.

“Let’s get you fixed up first. What were you even doing out there?” Shaking his head Jax dodged his head from my embrace, “I’ll be fine. Let’s go take care of business first. I can heal when I change.” Nodding I let him go outside ahead of me. Grabbing my crystals I headed out the door pausing to pet the little red wolf that awaited me. Jax led me down past the cemetery to the creek when I dug up the crystals I had buried to create a barrier.

Also her power of speech indicated well about her upfront attitude. She was clever with her words since the start. "Are you a w-witch, lady?" Slowing the speed of the carriage a little, the man focused on the lone mysterious passenger sitting on his carriage. His mind revolved solely around her now, as practicing such a witchcraft makes her obviously a witch! "What if I say I am?" Princess Rosemary uttered without any hint of surprise while soon her eyes being drawn on the carriage boy's vehicle briefly. "Gabrio is your name right?"

Beta Norman shrugged, “would be no use for us. This pack doesn’t use witches except for life and death situations.” “Yes, what was the witch’s name that we used when that little girl Trina got sick? Helena right?” Beta Norman’s face paled. “No, our pack witch is called Jade.” I shrugged, pretending not to care. “Must have heard the name somewhere else then. Maybe Mona mentioned it.” “What did she say?” Beta Norman asked curiously. “Nothing but lies.” I replied and I walked towards the door. “I won’t bother you with her delusional tales of mind control and dark magic.”

Before Jackson could answer I looked over at mom and Beta Alex and I said give us the room please. They didn’t say anything. They just stood up and walked out the door. Once they left I looked back at Jackson and waited for him to say something. When he didn’t say anything I just sighed. Was it worth it? I ask him What? He asks Witches can’t be trusted. I tell him What? He asks again I sighed again and then said listen I know you went and met up with a witch. There are two kinds of witches. Good and evil and even the good witches can not be trusted because werewolves have nothing to offer witches and witches only ever do anything when they get something in return.

I phone Dryden. “Yes Alpha, we finally caught them. They are witches that’s why they were able to jam the car and get away so easily.” “Good, hold onto them until I get there.” I make my way to the warehouse where the stupid witches working for Jax are. “Are you guys going to make it easy for yourselves and confess or will you prefer to be tortured ?” I glare at the pathetic men that are tied up. “Alpha…. sir… we don’t know anything.” “Alright then,” I take turns in punching the two of them, thankfully we restrained them with gold chains so their witch powers.

“We originate and carry Owens blood. The Owens are the first of the witches. We started with warlock Joshua who married a woman with magic in her but wasn’t a witch at the time. Their children were all powerful, their spells of banishment and healing are the most potent. Some witches in our family have been said to not need spells or potions just naturally occurring magics.” Freda stands putting her hands out for Ivy to take them. Her eyes linger on Ivy genuine and warm. “Be not afraid of the power with in.” Freda speaks softly. Ivy shook her head and ran to the stairs and climbed down rushing to the living room to find her dad had passed out. “Dad? Wake up. Dad. Das please we need to go.” I