Mexican Witch Novels & Stories

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

Melissa nodded and the woman began. "Okay, I already told you earlier, my name is Diane Whitmore, a human witch. I was born in Minnesota, in the United States. I believe your wolf realm bleeds into the country. If not the continent." She smiled. "I married there before I even knew I was a witch and gave birth to twins. A daughter and a son," when she said the word son, Melissa noticed her face went sad.

here is her first victim. She attacked him, and he drove her off—then Changed at the next new moon.” Asil stilled. “What?” Toby nodded. “There’s something strange about that wolf. She’s only solid sometimes. Lauren hurt her, and she fled, but as soon as she was out of sight, her tracks and blood just stopped.” Asil’s breath caught. “You know something?” “They were all dead,” he whispered. “Who?” “All the witches who knew . . . but then we all underestimated Mariposa.” “Mariposa? As in butterfly?” Asil’s eyes were black in the night. “I am not a witch.” Which seemed like an odd answer to his question. Toby considered him. “But you’ve been alive a long, long time,” Toby suggested. “And Sarai

It doesn’t take a genius to guess that she’s lived through an ordeal. “Fine. Leave as soon as you can. We all know what happened the last time they found a Venusian Witch in the company of a Werewolf.” Bile rises up my throat at the memory, and bitterness has crept into my voice. Her eyes widen in fear again. I sigh, forcing myself to assume an impassive expression. I’m sick of the other beings looking at me, at my kind, with fear and mistrust.

BIANCA MARIE ESPINOZA Her gloomy personality and aloof characteristic who always wants to stay out of sight is the reason for everyone to brand her as the witch and the one they first set a doubt that hunts the blood of the Maiden. Orphaned at the young age of ten and saved by the family of Gomez, she is in-depth by heart with her entire life promise to protect Daniela as her shadowed knight in the real world before the curse ever begun.

"She has offered to protect our pack with a magic barrier. No rogue wolves will be able to enter our territory." Austin felt his blood go cold. David was working with a witch. "But there's a price," David continued. "The witch wants something in return for her protection." "What does she want?" asked Lucy nervously. "She wants Austin to leave our territory forever," David said. "And she wants us to give her the woman who came with Alpha Harry today." The pack members started talking loudly among themselves. They were confused and scared. "Why does the witch want that woman?" someone asked. "Because she's not really who Alpha Harry thinks she is," David said. "That woman is dangerous. She's b

Decima makes an impressing face. "You see, the human is with us. And trust me, Maddox is going to kill you if you ever think about laying a finger on her." "Speaking of him...where is Maddox Dasher?" Decima crossed her hands together once again. _____________________________________ "Witches?" Pidge let out a scoff. She was like in a fantasy world. Witches are said to be mythical creatures in the modern world. She doesn't belives this. "Are you kidding me?" her eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

I groaned as I looked around, trying to determine if I recognized it. Of course, I have no fucking clue where I am. I gripped the handle tighter, taking a defensive stance as a ring of fire surrounded the clearing, trapping me in the middle. “Oh, have I reached the boss level?” I questioned. “SHOW YOURSELF, SHIT WITCH!” I shouted. “That is not my name.” Shit Witch scoffed as the flames parted. “I am Melania, the most powerful witch in the world.” She did a cringy hair flip as she boasted.

I pulled her closer. She placed her hands on my chest to stop me. My wolf whimpered dramatically from the rejection. Odessa felt it and rolled her eyes. “We’re not getting freaky tonight, Maverick. The witches are back. I’m positive they’ll be here during the autumn festival, and it’s going to be big.” The witches killed my grandmother. From then on, they were banned from Daciana. Killing wolves or other creatures gives witches incredible power. However, when my grandmother was murdered, the witches failed to complete their spell because they were driven out.

“Kill the witch!” My chest felt tight, I could not breathe right but I forced the words out. “Look at the facts,” I said. “Mara was twisted, arms bent, and black veins everywhere. That takes strong controlled magic. I can barely light a candle without it flickering. My power is new and unstable. I couldn’t do that even if I wanted to.” A few people went quiet and looked at each other.