Novel & Cerita Little Witch Academia Romance

Lucy added. “Thank you, Mama, Lucy,” Althea said, and my hand on her arm rubbed her skin gently. “And I have to tell you one more thing.” I could hear her heartbeat thudding loudly, and I was sure the others heard it, too, as their expressions showed the same thing. They were worried about what more Althea could say. “Witches don’t have mates. But my daughter is half-wolf, and I think… For some reason, our child is mated to Alastor.”

"I need your help." The witch raised an eyebrow. "And why should I help you?" she drawled with a lazy smile, her long black robe blowing in the wind. "I want to make you my apprentice," said Ace Christ. "I want you to take over vampire land and rule over both the Dark realm and mortal realm." Witch Theia thought about it for a moment and then nodded her head. "I accept your offer, Ace Christ, but I expect something more in return." She narrowed her eyes as if she expected him to give her something of value.

She added hesitantly. Ordinary witches weren't powerful and could perform only basic spells. I knew a little about them. Like in the werewolf world, weak witches were looked down upon and didn’t have high social status, living their lives like ordinary people. I could sense her fear of rejection and of being looked down upon. "I'm an Omega wolf." I replied, hoping to make her feel good, and it did work. She relaxed. "You know, Royal Academy provides great opportunities to people like us. I want to get a good job after graduating from here." She stated.

“All right. Enough with the magic show. What’s the point?” “Look into the ball,” she said, smiling. I did and, a moment later, saw Alpha Dominic kissing me. My eyes widened, and I jolted back in my seat, covering my mouth with my hand. “What the hell is that?” I demanded. “Reality,” the witch replied, still smiling. I shook my head. “No. That’s not reality. Reality is that Luna Astrid is Alpha Dominic’s mate, not me. Now, stop playing with my head!” The last thing I needed was to lose myself in fantasies that could never come true.

So, aside from being tagged as the duck, she was the grand witch of Mystic Academy. Mrs. Periwinkle cleared her throat while Mr. Randall stepped forward, waving his hands. He started, "Yes, everyone is to pair, but you are not allowed to pair with your friends or roommates. A senior cannot pair with another senior, and likewise, a junior cannot pair with another junior. This is different from last year." "The pairing goes this way: a senior and a junior, a werewolf and a witch, a witch, and any shifter," Mrs. Periwinkle added.

On top of the makeshift cake was a single, pink candle. One of the two students sitting by the table jumped up and held out a crimson balloon. “Happy belated birthday!” he exclaimed, his eyes on my mark. A smile cracked on his lips, and he peered up to me. “It isn’t much, but we hope you like it. Welcome to Academia of the Moon. You’re going to love it here.” It took me a moment to recuperate from surprise before accepting the balloon and offering a smile. “Uh, thank you?” I glanced at Ariah. “What’s going on?”

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.

" she said through gritted teeth. I wanted to throw my head back and laugh. She glowered at me as if she could read my mind. I smirked instead and slowly lowered her to the snow-covered ground. But I placed my hand against the small of her back, silently letting her know to stay by my side. The wolves growled, snarled and stalked forward, prowling as they spread out surrounding us. A loud cry rang from the town and then several howls. The loud animalistic cry of dominance rented the air. The witch laughed. "Looks like you two were trying to run off. Tsk tsk tsk, I thought we made it clear there would be no desertion...." the witch said, conjuring fire and using it to create the symbol of wit

I yelp in pain and fall to the ground and change back to my human form. “Master!!!” The witch shouts, running to him as the dust settles. A pile of rubble now settles where Elina once stand. Elina! No, she can’t be dead. She can’t! “Your little light show was fun.” My heart flutters when I hear her voice. She’s okay. She moves away from the broken bricks and walks towards the witch, the Titus, in wolf form. “But now I’m done playing your game.” With a snap of her finger, both Titus and the witch float in the air. She clenches her fist. They both scream loud in pain. Titus changes back to his human form as the blood accumulates in pockets all over their bodies.

It was supposed to look abandoned to keep curious humans away but that never works, so the entire school is under a cloaking spell of some kind. I let out a defeated sigh and make sure my hoodie is pulled over my face, before trudging along the walkway into the academy. As I enter, my eyes catch sight of white and black feathers. Tears fill my eyes and my hand flies over my mouth to stifle a sob. Julie quickly rushes to comfort me. She puts her arms around me, careful to not touch my back. She shushes me quietly, and I try to stop the tears from escaping. "It's alright Luciana, everything will be fine—they’re just like you," she says in my ear. "No they're not, they have wings."