Lightning Witch Novels & Stories

At the moment, there’s what looks to be a wall of lightning around twenty feet high and yards across, and it looks as though the energy is being controlled by three cloaked witches, their hands held high as the power radiates from their open palms. I look to my right and to my left, finding a handful of our pack who’ve fallen back slightly after already engaging. Falcon needs no explanation, reading my mind as always, and he gathers a handful of wolves before running at full speed to the right, hanging behind the tree line rather than exposing himself.

I reached down to the raw stone at my neck, pulling a massive wave of silver-violet lightning straight out of my Mark. I didn't send the light into the air. I remembered what Silas had told me in the sanctuary: Become the conduit. Let it flow through you and into the floor. I dropped to my knees and slammed both of my open palms directly onto the concrete landing. The silver-violet lightning exploded from my hands, tracing the cracks in the stairs like a brilliant, glowing spiderweb. The raw voltage shot down the steps, slamming directly into the boots of the three oncoming fake wolves. The moment my Priestess light touched their green tech, the machines inside their chests began to scream w

To show that their magic was still in effect, the lightning continued to attack the tornado protecting me, trying hard to penetrate. To make the volcano stronger, I touched the ground and caused more sand to join the wind so it would be an even thicker, protective wall. “No,” I gasped when the lightning managed to push an opening through the barrier, but it didn’t hit me. I looked up at the sky and closed my eyes, gathering a cloud of my own. The white lightning from mine clashed with the yellow one from Janet’s, releasing so much power that the ground boomed whenever lightning reached it. The last few lightning strikes got even more powerful and harder to control as they went berserk, going

She yelled. “I know. But that doesn’t mean that we’re not going to try. And believe me, I am tougher than I look.” I said. At the same time the Trinity witches turned on Lilith’s witch and they all joined hands, and with one word that witch evaporated her into nothing and I turned on Lilith, blasting a white lightning strike straight at her and she was pushed back into the side of a house.

He instructed. The witch began to scream, driving the crowd into frenzy. Andrew caught the hatred flashing in her eyes. Though his wolf seemed pacified it was still antsy. Andrew stared at the witch, she seemed to be saying something like a litany as she screamed. "Laura, what's their greatest weapon?" He asked, dashing towards the thrashing witch. "Their mouth and mind." She responded following him. Andrew grabbed her and held her mouth shut. His wolf recoiled as he made contact with her.

Other than that, I didn’t think it was time. A few months before I shifted into my wolf for the first time, I developed a strange ability: I could manipulate purple lightning. That ability is why I was given the title of Lightning Queen, although it wasn’t an official title. Unlike the Alpha King and the four royal families, the Renegades didn’t fit anywhere in society's hierarchy. We preferred to remain detached and follow our own rules to a certain extent. Many people opposed us during the first year after I formed the Renegade Sector, and while it has been years now, many still oppose us.

Behind her, distant howls rose hunters, traitors, monsters who would steal what was not theirs. "Hold on, my love. Please, just a little farther," the woman whispered, tears mingling with the rain on her cheeks. The little girl whimpered softly, tiny hands clutching at her mother’s cloak. The woman reached a cave, her sanctuary of last hope. She was Lilith, witch of rare power, wife to a wolf duke far from home, and mother to a child both worlds would kill to claim. Their daughter, a hybrid of witch magic and wolf blood, was the key to untold power.

Not a chance in hell. Jackson tried to draw her in by the wrist again, but she pulled her hand back. Shearing away from any emotion from the shifter side of her, her witch magic was rampaging like a storm, crackling like lightning, and thrilling every atom of her existence. She held it back, knowing that if she made a scene, Luthor would discover her secret, that she wasn't just a weak shifter, but she wanted to take down her former bullies so badly it stung.

The witches barked in fury and their voices struck like lightning, I shivered in fear. "You have broken the rules of the realms because of thy love and instead of correcting your mistakes, your daughter breaks the laws of the realm too, you have failed in your duties and must be punished." Lightning gathered the sky. "Riley Smith, head of the witches council, we banish you to the isolated prison." The witches gathered the lightning in their hand and I ran to my mother holding her hand. "No." I said stubbornly. The lightning hoovered over their palms. A single witch now spoke in white cloak different from the others "You will receive your judgement or your family will pay dearly, and every we

I pointed briefly at bloods flying haphazardly in synchrony with their screams. "My witches and I have vowed to protect the gem till the end." I laughed. "How can you protect something that is already lost?" She took an offensive stance immediately, her eyes changed to a threatening scarlet color. "I call on the element of lightning!" She clapped her hands together and immediately, red lightning descended. Roaring amongst the darkened skies and touring across every inch of her body. "The element of fire!" Her body instantly lit up in Orange flames. "The element of water!"