Manga Witch Novels & Stories

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

I grinned from ear to ear. "Then what is the magic?" She questioned confused. "Watch." I chanted an amendment spell and then both windows repaired itself, leaving no sign of a broken glass. "Oh my, oh my, oh my God. Those windows were broken to pieces. I saw it, they were broken... how could the windows be able to repair itself. No way, you are truly a witch. My friend is a witch!" She gasped covering her mouth, as the reality of my witchery sets in.

One of the Witches walked forward and she picked up the dagger that had fallen from the first witch. Rhazien closed his eyes and I could feel the magic in the air getting stronger and stronger. The Witches groaned, and I could see that they were struggling to keep on saying the chants. Rhazien was absorbing their magic without physical contact and their throats were tightening to prevent them from chanting. Rhazien groaned as he slowly got up on his feet and his suppressed wings slowly sprouted larger and larger, he swung both of his wings and in that single, swift movement, the heads of the two Witches before him rolled to the ground.

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.

On a serious note, I see you enjoying your stay and study here, you are in for loads of positive memories. I hadn't had the best of my childhood largely because of my sickness. My magic was too ‘powerful for my body' and had made me so sick and until, a year ago, Mum hadn't known there was a cure. Apparently, there was no normal cure for it and I could only be healed with magic. My mother, according to all she told me, was the strongest witch the world has seen in ages. She had told me many times that witches weren't as strong as they had been in the past. In the past, witches were capable of doing incredible things and were greatly feared by the werewolves and even the vampires. But as civi

She opened hlthe book and also noticed that the book was empty. “I can’t–“ Rudina began “Concentrate Young witch” the witch said and that was how Words started to appear on the paper. Rudina read with so much amazement. “I can see them!” Rudina said as she kept turning then suddenly she stopped. “why is there bad blood between Witches and most werewolves apart from the Discrolls?” Rudina turned to witch. “Alright I’ll tell me a story while showing you throwing a trance” the Witch began to say Latin words.

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 hear the white witch sigh I wish I knew her name. “Tana is the only creature that can harness the eternal flame! No one else has done it without burning up! She serves the flame well and in return is gifted endless energy. A witch with endless energy could make this world anything they want. It is dangerous and if she gets her hands on it she will destroy this world!” How does she know so much about this witch? I don't even have to ask. She turns back to me it looks like pain flashes across her face momentarily and she pulls her sleeve to her right hand up. On her wrist lays a black tattoo that nearly glows. It is the marking of the Mizune sisters also known as the soul eaters.

Witch blood. I sprint towards a hut, and I burst through the door. Inside, a coven of male witches stands, their eyes glowing with power. They shout incantations, and a barrage of elemental magic hits me. A blast of wind whips my fur, and fire engulfs my skin. I feel the earth beneath me shift, and I can taste the sour tang of acid in the air. But I'm a werewolf, a creature of magic. I absorb the energy, and my strength increases tenfold. The witches and I engage in a fierce battle. I leap over a jet of flame, and I land with a thunderous crash. The ground shakes, and the hut shakes with the force of my impact. I knock two of the witches off their feet, and I charge at another. He attempts t