Mexican Witch Novels & Stories

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.

No talismans, no hex bags, nothing that explained the pull I felt standing away from her, as though there were a rope tied around my ribs and someone kept tugging at it slowly. “Nothing else, Alpha.” Eldric came up beside me, his voice low enough that only I’d hear it. “Exile her before dawn. A witch on our land, uninvited, during a season this unstable. The council won’t sit still for less.” “She fought no one. Threatened no one.” “That’s not the point, and you know it.” I did know it. I’d known it since I was old enough to carry the title. A stray witch was escorted to the border and told not to return, or things got worse, depending on the mood of whoever caught her. It was simple.

Belly sniggered. “You trashed my grave and you know what happened to this bloodline when they did, right?” The witch’s voice suddenly became dangerous, “You think you can get away with what you did?” “W-What? I was just mad at you a while ago Santana because you were tricking and using me all this time!” Belly’s voice almost cracked. Santana? She's familiar with the witch's name? According to the book, that name is linked to a family of poisonous witches.

"I'm a Witch and I have a way to cure it." I inched closer to her so our breaths collided. But rather than hate her, that squishy feeling of excitement flooded me all over again. "You think I believe that?" "Judging from the mark, you've probably had it for a long time. Don't you want to get rid of it?" I gripped her left arm roughly while my height easily towered over hers. "Do you think you can mess with me, you puny Witch!" I snarled. "I'm not lying!"

FL： A witch. A high school student. She comes from a reputable and powerful family of witchcraft. The family are descendants from a mega witch(please come up with a better term). It is said that mega witches bear a distinctive trait that is highly confidential and being kept out of public’s eyes (which is, of course, the ability to impregnate sexual partners and pass the burden to them) . FL and her friend make a bet about if she can successfully seduce and

, I tell sipping the salty and sweet warm red liquid. AUTHOR’S POV “bring her to my home, no matter what”, the middle aged woman yells at the young lady. “I cant, she wont listen to me, she have made her plans”, the frightened young lady tells shivering in fear. “tomorrow is her eighteenth birthday, she will turn into witch completely and I want her to bond with my son”, the woman snaps growling in anger. “Am sorry, Luna, I will try to bring her to you”, she tells timidly.

As Clara was about to talk, Emrys raised a hand and said, “If you are truly who prophecy says you are, then you have a long way to go, I’m afraid.” She was about to talk again when Emrys was about to raise his hand so instead, she turned her question into a snarl, “Don’t you dare shush me again, Emrys. I mean it.” The pitcher of water beside her clattered to the ground without anyone touching it and spilled water onto the metal floor. Emrys’ gaze went to the pitcher of water and said, “You are a mouthy one, aren’t you? Anyway, you don’t know it but I will tell you. You are the most powerful witch to ever exist in centuries. Evelyn, your mother was supposed to tell you but she got to her befo

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.