Magica Madoka Witch Novels & Stories

But before she could rise any higher or finish casting the spell, Maddox jumped at her feet, caught one of them, and yanked her down to the ground like a doll. The other witch chanted something, but he couldn’t focus on what. It was clear from the very beginning that the warted witch was their leader. If he could kill her, doubt would hit the other one. She might run away. If not, then he would kill her. The warted witch and Maddox rolled around the ground. She tried to chant, but he kept her too busy. The other witch chanted some more, triggering dirt and rocks to slam into him from behind. His blood bubbled under his fur, telling him she was messing with his body and doing some magic to bo

I could feel the tension also in Adam and his wolf, my own wolves heckles were up. "Stay alert kid." Adam muttered as we moved along the platform. suddenly there was a bang just as I spotted Madame Lux slumped near the stairwell and those I had assumed were humans going about there daily activities suddenly seemed more sinister. "Witches." I breathed as a green light hit my chest and knocked me back. I could hear Adam transform into Idol as he lunged for the source of the magic. My body was numb as I dragged myself toward Madame Lux and her fallen form. She was stirring slightly. Two young women had stepped off the train now one ran to me and Madame Lux as the other joined the frey panic cou

But she had come to take her daughter back. And Tova—he was grinning from ear to ear. “You are insane, Trald!” Mizette snapped, drawing their attention to her. “How can you accept this witch? She has no standard! Tova is charmed by her!” “Shut up Mizette!” Magda shouted, becoming too angry this time. “Just because I am not saying anything doesn’t mean that I won’t retaliate. Don’t push me to the corner, okay?” “I am going to kill you!” Mizette retorted, as her fangs and claws lengthened. She growled and suddenly she attacked Magda.

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

For a few moments, I thought she would run away from me. Although she is a powerful witch, even an ordinary wolf can snatch her life away when caught by surprise, let alone an alpha wolf. The witches’ bodies are not so different from humans; their physical abilities are the same; they can get hurt and die at the same rate if not for a healing spell of witches, but Agatha cannot heal herself; it is one of the curses of a white witch.

And that was not without reason. She did not remain a house, garden, and kitchen witch like most of the people he knew. But neither was he. Raven grinned and disappeared. Without a portal. Moon, Liza, Jente and Ank sat at the old kitchen table. Moon had explained to them the problem they faced. Maddie's magic was not yet under control, and her secret relationship with Raven didn't really bring any stability. Mabon was quick and they could assume she hadn't found a balance by then.

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.

the witch nods, "but this war is a show of wills. I want to show you all I can, make you all fall. Wolves, dragons, vampires, faes." "Faes are a peaceful kind. They never hold arms." "That's where you are wrong," the witch challenges, "The faes hold unknown magic. That alone should be alarming." "Why?" "I'm searching for a power that is far greater." "The ancient power of the wolves is not yours." "It's not yours either." She rises. The witch whispers and slowly makes her way to me. My body shifts from her dark energy. I'm on my knees before she grabs the sides of my temples. My eyes roll back before a gush of wind swirls in my vision. I gasp for air before I'm sucked in.

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.

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.