Killing The Witches Novels & Stories

Slowly the flames turn from emerald, green to orange as Sister Jasper walks closer to where the witches are tied. “You have committed crimes against the supernatural community,” Sister Jasper says loudly with Erebus standing at her side. “The crimes that you have committed are punishable by death.” Without another word Sister Jasper hands her torch to Erebus who lights the bundles of wood at the bottom of each stake. At first there is nothing, just the sound of the High Witch continuing to laugh. But as the flames rise higher the screaming begins. The smell of burning flesh fills the air as the screams of those being burned pierce the night. I try to watch with indifference as those in

It's like she's catatonic. I climb onto Kenna’s wing, and she lifts off. When she’s high enough in the air, she blows her fire over the mansion. Even from here we can hear the screams of the witches burning alive. Poetic justice as far as I'm concerned. I feel nothing for them, no sorrow, no guilt for what we’re doing to them. They deserve everything that they get for murdering my mate.

The lady bows at Myra. "Kill them all." Myra's voice is weak but commanding, and in seconds, the witch turns around and begins fighting off the other witches. Ken turns around staring hard at the witch that had just turned around and began killing her own kind. He stares back at Myra who looked weak and had rest on a rock to hold her balance. In seconds, one of the witches killed the one who Myra had confessed and Kendrick plunged his knife into her. "Who are you?." Kendrick turned back to the strange girl who had done something to one of the witches that made her to kill her own.

The witches all agreed that the Lycan should be killed. That's night, the female Lycan was tied to a tree in the center of the Village. The witches all sat down around her and started chanting in their language. When the chanting ended, they set a fire around the Lycan and watched her burn. "Help me," the Lycan screamed and begged to be saved but no one stepped out to help. She burned to her bones and when she took her last breath, she howled to the moon.

ordered Lorenzo via mind-link. Alpha Anton leapt forward, slashing his claws down the back of one of the witches, before sinking his teeth into her neck and throwing her lifeless body to the side. Arla shifted back to Maeve, putting herself in front of the remaining witches, and attempted to herd them to one side so Marcel and the rest of the pack could focus on Alpha Anton. The allied wolves worked together with the witches to try their best to hold off the enemy, leaving the two Alphas to battle one on one. They circled one another, each sizing the other up and looking for the best opportunity to strike.

" The people you want to save Noah....are too Selfish. They all deserve to die." " Maybe I am doing a favour on this world. By killing all the werewolves. We all will live in peace here." " Never! I will never give my throne to someone so evil like you! I will die before I hand it over to you!" A deadly silence follows and next I know. The witches speak a spell and I find my body unable to move. " This is so sad. I just hate the bloodshed. But now that you want it? Let's enjoy it."

“We have to leave now Helga, the witches are to strong. Please I can’t lose you.” I didn’t say anything but the body I was in talked anyway. “Fredrick, this is the kingdom I came to fight for and serve I won’t leave, we can do this.” Out of nowhere a horde of witches appeared surrounding me and my mate they all began chanting looking down on us. “Run!” Fredrick said as he pushed me hard out of the way causing me to land into some nearby wolves. I watched in horror as the witches used a spell to blast into my mate killing him instantly.

He knows something. I showed them the recording. "The three people being killed are witches and so is that old lady in the black cloak. And there are many more who are killed this way. It is the reason so many witches are disappearing all over Jivan." The three of them looked pissed as they heard that and saw the entire video carefully till the end. "From the look of the dagger, you can tell is enchanted." He noticed. "We believe that the one who kills with the dagger is able to control the witches after they come alive again," I said.

"No it wasn't them" he said and i quickly stare up at him. I witnessed it, I am sure it was the witches. What does he mean that it was not the witches, if not them then who .... "If the witches didn't kill my parents, then who killed them?" I ask but he kept quiet. Why is he not replying, I don't like the silent at all... am curious right now "Yes, you saw the witches kill your parents but they didn't do it in their free will... the lycans forced them to do it" he replied after some minutes silent

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.