Mexican Witch Novels & Stories

voice I didn’t recognize spoke up. His voice demanding respect without yelling. “Listen up little girl. You don’t make demands here. Now, I’ll ask one more time. Who are you and why are you here?” “FUCK YOU” spat Kiara with an intense growl. “ I don’t know why you entertain these trespassers Kirian. This one clearly is a bloodsucker. She’s already threatened to drain us dry. We need to dispose of her and her wolf friends.” Said a second man’s voice full of disdain. “ First off nobody will do anything unless I say” this time a voice of a woman chimed in. Hmm, that must be the one in charge. “Has anyone tried talking to her male companions?” asked the same voice “ someone fucked up on the dos

he said, and the man we saw earlier entered the tent once again, but this time he was holding a woman beside him. “This is Ella,” Mateo’s father introduces. “She is a witch who came from the north. Apparently, Merry hired her and brought her with her. I also found out that Merry asked Ella to teach her several spells. But when Dexter was captured, Dexter offered her something hard to pass.” “What did Uncle Dexter offer?” Mateo asked as his eyes watched the witch caises The witch looked at each one of us and said, “Freedom.” I never knew that witches actually existed. For me, they are the bad people in the fairytales that I read to Lylia at night. I may have heard stories about it through our

Her voice hurried. I did not answer her but watched her hurriedly walked away from me. My eyes widen in disbelief and suddenly it came to my comprehension -- Maria Cruz was a witch.

I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper "Mia, a witch? How is that even possible?" Hanson's gaze held a mix of sympathy and understanding as he met my eyes. "It is the only explanation for all that has transpired," he explained "The witches have targeted her for a reason, Ace. And that reason lies in her dual nature as both werewolf and witch. She's most likely the zeremonie they need. That's the only reasonable explanation for them capturing her. The witches don't do things without reason"

“I gave the witches a way to access dark magic, most surviving witches wouldn’t dare touch it because it takes a certain toll on a witch. The witches in Costa Rica though, they aren’t afraid to mess with dark powers and after Guiseppe fled there with his family and began murdering the witches there, they did what they do best. Fight back at every cost.” “He’s just as much a monster as his great grandfather was.” I begin to understand why Santiago hates everything I am. His upbringing and the hardships their family must have gone through must have been massive, but it doesn’t really move me. He’ll never see me for what I am, only see his hatred. The only one I feel something for is Ximena, sh

She was right! Zeuck: — Who? The village women are so beautiful! Kataleya: — No! Belton: — Are there witches? Kataleya: — Just a sorceress! The Cataruda. Debon trembling: — And? Kataleya: — She takes over all the men who pass by! Zeuck: — Well, if she's beautiful I wouldn't mind if she took over me and... Kataleya: — Yes, you would care! She would take something from you..

“If she were to come face to face with the witch who’s spell she’s under, the witch could make her harm herself or you." Mayor Marx's double chin bobbed in horror. "You must leave her here with me.” “No!” I shrieked. “See…” Mathis gestured to me. “The witch wants you to bring her.” “I understand.” Mayor Marx nodded solemnly. Shaking loose of my grip on his sleeve. “Don’t go. Stay! Leave Udora alone!” I pleaded as I caught his cloak. “Don’t leave me here!” Mathis rounded me. Keeping a hand on my arm as he moved between the Mayor and I. He caught my wrist in one hand and Marx's cloak in the other, to rip it free of my grip.

The redhead witch ran to the tree to where Rozelyn was hiding and she saw Maebh’s eyes widened. “Get away from there, Aruba!” Maebh was instantly beside her and the woman grabbed Aruba by the hair. “Listen here, Aruba Lynn,” Maebh tilted the witch’s head further into the dark skies. “You are lucky that you are the last Romanian witch left other than the descendants of the Bathory family. And I mind you…” Maebh inserted some sort of an insect into her mouth. “Talk to me back again without my permission and this black beetle will feast on your insides!”

- she said when saw my scowling face staring at the window. I just rolled my eyes at these words and said nothing. Yes, Christina McQuinn, a 16-year-old witch was supposed to act like an adult. - I'm fed up with these constant relocations.- I grumbled when we found ourselves in the hotel room. It was nice and clean enough, but I was not happy at that moment. - You know it's not my fault. We have to be extremely careful, remember who we are.- mum replied mercilessly and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

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