Lust Witches Novels & Stories

Because she had shared something intimate with Drake, it was impossible to locate him either. Alexander was getting frustrated, and, much to his dismay, the witches were enjoying the turn of events. Geraldine sat in her living room with Lucy and Helen. Their grips were firm on glasses of red wine. "Let's drink to the victory of the black witches over our enemies. Soon enough, we will have them all—the werewolves and the vampires—crawling at our feet, begging for mercy out of fear of the death that is strongly hovering over their houses," Geraldine said, raising her glass.

Julius began I snapping me out of my thought. My heart raced with anticipation. "Do you think it could provide us with the key to breaking the curse of the book? Perhaps there's a way to undo the dark magic that has been unleashed upon El." "There is a chance that the statue could hold the answers we seek." Julius looked at the statue with a mix of sadness and determination. "This statue holds a dark tale," she began, her voice filled with empathy. "Legend has it that long ago, there was a fierce conflict between werewolves and witches. The witches, fearing the power of the werewolves, devised a cunning spell that turned them into stone, effectively enslaving them." I knew of that story, but

Emily sighed in relief, she had expected him to be skeptical and laugh about it but he didn't. Her case was one of the rarest cases of witchcraft. Though witches had the ability to manipulate and control energy, power, nature, etc they had to draw that ability from somewhere. Most witches drew it from one of the four elements; Water, Air, Fire, and Earth. Some from nature which was partly Earth. Then black magic used sacrifices and blood to generate power. Wizards were said to be connected with the 5th element which was the Spirit and Sorcerers which were the highest witches could draw energy from all of them.

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

As we entered the forest, we decided to divide into teams to expedite the search for her. 'There are a lot of witches living here, Alpha.' 'Indeed' I replied. That's why I kept telling my warriors to stay focused. For ages, witches have danced in the ritual to create as many hybrid pups as they can by mating with werewolves or vampires. Their aid is to broaden and enrich their lineage. I know that their practice has continued to stand tall until today. I bet those witches were quick to sense the aura emanating from my pack members the moment we set foot on their turf. Witches have the charm to seduce anyone they want, and numerous wolves have fallen under their spell.

Alastair “Sexual compulsion.” I repeated the words in my head, mulling over the implications of such a curse. It was a twisted form of magic, one that left me perplexed as to why a witch would bestow such a cruel fate upon someone. Julia seemed pleased by my silence, her fingers tracing patterns on the table as she continued to speak. "Whenever she nears her heat cycle, she'll fall sick without any apparent reason. Over time, her condition will worsen, and she'll experience the most intense sexual cravings, bordering on compulsion. It's not merely hypersexuality or OCSB—it's a craving that will drive her to the brink. If she doesn't find satisfaction that meets her desires, she'll die from t

Leticia asked and Ginger spoke, "They lied, Leticia." "They are not wolves or witches. They are snakes..." Leticia made an awkward face, her eyebrows knitted in frustration. "Snakes?" she asked unaware. "Yes..." Garlic gave a nod. Leticia handed baby Xylus to Garlic and turned to walk towards her antique trunk. Opening it she looks for a book of spells. She had a book of monsters, the hybrid creatures. Turning its ancient pages she stopped at the picture of snake...which was on page number six hundred and sixty-six.

"Now you're getting it... Lasses Birgitta is their High Priestess. She performs the great rite, either by having intercourse with the High Priest or performing the rituals. The knife and the bottle that you witnessed. She uses her sexual prowess and lust to seduce men away from the one true God and into paganism. She controls them, uses them, can make them do as she pleases. Without her, their coven has no power... The weaker the person, the further from God they are, the easier the conquest." "The gangbangers," I said beginning to make sense of this. I was still confused about Caspers wife. Why wasn't she the high priestess? He just smiled and shook his head. "No, no, no," he said. "You're

I answered her but she's still surprised that I'd know this random scripture. Based in here, this creatures are cursed by the first king itself Henry Velry. A curse spell that's been set upon those who wronged his majesty. Called the divine punishment that all of them feared. A curse for immortality that contains many abilities. At first it was considered a blessing and not a punishment but as the time went by all things had changed. Flesh eating beast that killed tons of human. An organization decided to extinguish each and everyone of them. But failed due to the fact that they were too powerful for them. But instead of backing down they observed on finding out their true weakness that they

She is our anchor, our strength, and our weakness rolled into one. He nodded at me and continued reading one of the files in front of him. “Uhm, Nate?” He raised his head to meet my gaze, “Hmm.” he acknowledged. “What do you know about wisps?” I asked reluctantly. He put the pen down on the table and relaxed his back on the chair. “I know that witches use them to confuse and distract enemies. But…….” he sighed. “It can also be associated with bad omen or death,” he continued.