Lightning Witch Novels & Stories

And before Sullivan could reply, Brinsle sent another bolt of light spiraling through the air. This time, Sullivan diffused it and fired one right back. In a matter of moments, all three witches, Sullivan, Lucinda, and Brinsle were firing bolts of lightning at one another. It was a full-fledged witch fight. Brinsle dove to the left and fired at Sullivan. Sullivan dodged it. “Stop, Brinsle, before you do something you regret.” “Let them go and I’ll stop,” Brinsle said, from a crouched position. She raised her hands again, but this time, she snapped her wrist. The flames from the fire moved forward, towards Lucinda.

Screams of agony filled the woods as the anarchist threat was snuffed out in a reign of heavenly fire. The lightning hadn’t fully retreated before the remaining two witches repeated the process, but instead of the crackle of ozone and static, their magic was punctuated by a rush of wind. Together, they slammed their hands together, and a huge funnel of air swept around the battlefield. Xavier could hardly comprehend what he witnessed as the Wolves collapsed in droves, the cyclone stealing the very oxygen from their lungs and sending them crashing unconscious to the ground below. As if it had never been, the lightning and the gale-force winds disappeared, leaving the sky as sunny and crystall

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

My eyes met hers and her scent, the delicious scent that had me going crazy hit me harder than ever, my eyes widened, I couldn't believe this, my nostrils flared and my wolf jumped. "Mate, mate, mate, mate." My wolf danced happily. "Mate." I said and my beta left her hands and stepped back immediately, my warriors turned to me in surprise, I stared at her as her eyes widened, I'm sure she also felt what I felt. I took in her appearance, her strawberry blonde hair that was very long, she had it braided into pigtails, her freckles, her lips, her curvy body, which showed very well, due to her coming out from the water, her nipples were visible and I growled because the others saw that, she was

It was Lightning, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I stood up, trying to steady my nerves. “I need your help. He stepped closer, his expression hard. “And why the hell would I help you hmm someone who just tampered with our shipment?” I swallowed hard, knowing this was my only chance. “Because am in trouble, Nick” He narrowed his eyes at me. “And what does that have to do with me? And stop calling me Nick. It’s Lightning to you, Lily,” he stated firmly.

"For a witch." "For my mate," Kael said. "The species is irrelevant to the law." "The species," Maren said, and now the pleasantness in her voice had thinned to something underneath it, something cold and very old, "is the entire point of the law, Kael. Ordinance Seventeen exists because wolf witches are a destabilizing force. They can unravel the bonds that hold packs together. They can unmake what the moon built." Her eyes moved to me. Cool and direct and entirely without warmth. "This one tried to sever your bond the moment she met you. You told me as much in your report."

She lifted her single remaining eye, glaring at Elena through the shifting haze with hatred so profound that it felt like a physical weight pressing down on the room. "You dare scar a daughter of the coven?" the witch shrieked, her voice cracking into a terrifying, high-pitched screech. She raised her bone staff one last time, pointing the glowing crystal directly at Elena's chest. “Sanguine. Infinitum. Tabes!” ​A thin, jagged bolt of black-and-purple lightning shot from the staff. It didn't slam into Elena’s shield; instead, it dissolved into a fine, oily mist upon impact, bypassing the physical barrier entirely and sinking directly into Elena's chest, right over her heart.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

she called to the others, "we might be able to weaken her!" The pack split up, distracting the witch while Ava made her way towards the amulet. With a fierce determination, she launched herself at the witch, her claws slashing through the air. But the witch was ready for her. With a wave of her hand, she sent Ava flying across the clearing. As Ava struggled to regain her footing, the witch closed in, her eyes glowing with malevolent energy. But just as the witch was about to strike the final blow, a bolt of lightning struck her from behind, throwing her off balance.

They both could’ve lost each other so easily… “You fucking whore! You’ll pay for this!” Lia yells as she pulls away from Blake’s chest, glaring at Cornelia murderously as she struggles against Thea’s hold. “Thea, let go of her.” She warns, getting a shocked look from her aunt before she jumps away, just as a huge lightning hits the witch with pinpoint accuracy. Lorenzo stares at the young human in astonishment as she sends one lightning after another into Cornelia’s body, burning her with no remorse. It takes six consecutive hits for the witch to die.