Lust Witches Novels & Stories

They were just partners helping each other. They were practically using each other. Xeria was caught off guard as she felt the sting as a result of Lupus' nails slashing her thighs while his other hand choked her. He pressed deep into her skin till he could smell the darkness in her blood. And could feel his beast's satisfaction as she hissed. "Lupus we need her, let's negotiate- "You know to never trust witches, they're deceitful, conniving creatures and she's asking for the impossible Xen", Lupus spoke heavily.

How dare he do this to us. In her bid for revenge, Isolde inadvertently stumbled upon the secret of immortality. As she delved deeper into dark magic, she discovered a ritual that granted her eternal life, allowing her to witness the repercussions of her curse for generations to come. This revelation struck fear into the hearts of the realm's inhabitants, creating a legend that would be passed down through generations – the legend of the immortal witch who sought vengeance against the lycans.

Lycidas, ever the acrobat, performed a series of silent backflips and spins to avoid detection, his warlock abilities enhancing his agility and speed. As they neared the center of the village, they saw a small group of pixies still awake, their wings glimmering in the dim light. Lupa, sensing the danger, conjured a thick, swirling mist that enveloped the area. The pixies, confused by the sudden fog, drifted away in search of clearer air, allowing the group to pass unnoticed.

The commander acknowledges the warning, acknowledging the danger that lurks in the presence of this witch. The commander then shares a chilling revelation. He informs Lucien about the witch, who is a powerful and age-old witch, about a thousand years old who has been wreaking havoc by abducting children from within the pack. The witch, despite her outward beauty, possesses supernatural abilities that allow her to subdue and neutralize the inherent powers of werewolves. It is a disheartening realization that their supernatural strengths are rendered useless against this formidable adversary. The commander goes on to explain that only a normal man armed with assault rifles stands a chance agai

She could manipulate five elements, but destructive. The book told the story of Aria, who achieved an exceptional level of divination, attracting the attention of the moon goddess. This led to jealousy from Elara, who ultimately succumbed to a destructive rage when Aria became the queen witch. In a twist of fate, the moon goddess paired Aria with the most powerful creature, a Lycan named Lysander. As Aria and Lysander tied the knot, they began working together to spread harmony and peace throughout the world.

Leading them was Rufus, or better still Alpha Nikias Attalos, the Alpha behind the hoods, followed closely by the other Alphas. Behind the werewolves stood the witches, their robes fluttering in the wind, hands crackling with magical energy. They were the masterminds, ready to guide the battle with their spells and incantations. The witch leader, Lillian, had long hair that flowed like a dark river down her back, and her fierce eyes glowed brightly. She wielded a staff made of ancient oak, topped with a crystal that pulsed with an eerie, otherworldly light.

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

-"Yes, something is up. Morgan, I would like you to keep an eye on the council while following the rogues up north. We need more information on both parties if we are to be a step ahead. Regarding the witches and the black magic, didn't you have a friend that was a 'good' witch? Maybe you can ask her if she heard anything." -"Yes, and they are called Light Witches, boss! Their power source comes from nature and good deeds. Witches that use black magic are called Shadow Witches; their power comes mainly from necromancy and bad deeds." She giggles, "I can't believe I have to teach you this every time." I give her a severe look. "You know, there's no harm learning about the culture of other su

She knew she wasn't alone in this journey. As she drifted off to sleep, she could hear the soft hum of whispers and the gentle rustling of robes outside her room. The witches were gathering, preparing to defend her against the darkness that lurked beyond. Deuce's eyes narrowed as he thought about Luca's words. "Lunar magic... it's not like anything we've seen before. It's raw, unpredictable." Deuce's mind flashed back to his childhood, when he was just a cub. The witches had attacked his pack, killing his parents and leaving him with a deep-seated hatred for their kind. He had grown up with a burning desire for revenge, and had killed many witches over the years.

And one sacrifice made in the name of victory is a significant loss that will overshadow our pursuit of peace. Deathly silence reigns in the house, not a rustle as if time has stopped. The surrounding forest fell silent, feeling the tension of the supernatural beast, which in every way seeks to change the outcome that followed after the magical intervention of Demid. Lugaru, unlike us and the Lycans, are the only wolves not created by nature.