Magica Madoka Witch Novels & Stories

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

They were the weirdest witches he'd ever seen. " I have proof that she's here." Andrew declared. The witches burst into a round of laughter. "Resilient Alpha," the three witches began, "how blind can your determination really be? The myth of the Moon witch is one Scarlet has prayed to the Moon goddess for her blessing for generations. The prophecy revealed that we shall see her …" The chief witch raised her hand and cut them short. "What's your proof?" She asked him. Andrew sneered, "I don't think showing it to you is a good idea."

‘ ‘You have a point there,’ said Rodolf, ‘wait a minute, I’ve red something about that. His fingers raced across the keyboard for answers in ‘The Akasha of Magic,’ the witches' and magicians' answer book on his laptop. ‘Yes, found it. Of course! By carrying the energy of the moon goddess, you have magically matured,’ he explained with a surprised grin. ‘That means that the rule of, no sex before you are twenty-one, does not apply to you, Maddie. And that the anti-love elixir probably affected your magic too much, so indeed slowed it down. ‘

Maeve says. “How do you know?” Rich asks. “You can tell by the color of their magic,” Maeve says, and pulls her magic into her hand. It’s white, nearly opaque. “Mine is clean, clear, good. Theirs has become a dark purple, almost indigo color.” “And this Levana is a powerful witch?” he asks her. “Yes, one of the most powerful of the witches.” “And she doesn’t like werewolves?” Rich asks and I can tell he’s getting agitated.

She could never catch even if she tried, there are few people that can keep up with me. My father can because he's an almighty Alpha, my mother wouldn't even try, she'll just magic herself in front of me or she'll just magic me back. Boy, do I sometimes wish I could do that. I don't even go to school, I am homeschooled though, homeschooling is something that I never really complained about since it's actually fun and I get to do a lot of training. My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf.

She cackled and soon the whole room was shaking and tilting on its own axis. Suddenly, fire shot out of the rod and Lucia was lucky enough to dodge it. She had been expecting something like that and had mentally prepared herself ever since she saw the staff pointed at her. She knew most witches loved fighting with fire when angered and this was not different, considering that she's their queen. Only a few witches could make one freeze to death and those were the most deadly when angered. She knew the one right before her was so angry and would battle it out to the latter with her so she was prepared to dodge her attacks while sending out a few of her own.

I took a long bath, curled up in my robe with a fire going, and lost myself in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Completely enjoying myself with the book and the fire, I lost all track of time. I put the book down to reach for my can of soda and caught the reflection in the window of someone standing behind my sofa. I jumped and screamed, dropping my book on the floor as I leaped to my feet and whirled around. It took me a moment to realize it was Marsh standing there. With my heart pounding so hard I thought it might come out of my chest, I yelled at him, "Jesus Christ, Marsh! Why are you sneaking up on me? You scared the shit out of me!"

Mia fell to the ground holding her head and screaming. "You should know that you do not stand a chance with me and your tone, your attitude, everything about you, maybe that is why the universe is punishing you, because of you", The witch said to her and made sure she heard every word despite the pain, "And you are not welcome here anymore", with that the witch used her mind to open the door and used her hand to throw Mia out. Slam!

Witch! ***