Mulan Witch Novels & Stories

Jax looked stunned and turned to see her before he pushed me behind him and growled at her, “Who the fuck are you? You are not Lillian!” She wasn’t Lillian? Was she a body double? I became alert again and ready to attack her whenever needed. “How are you sure she’s not Lillian?” I still asked Jax. “There’s no mate scent from her. Don’t think you can pretend to be her!” he sneered at her. Instead of getting angry, Lilian moved forward and smiled, saying, “Let me reintroduce myself. I am Lilliana, the Witch Queen.” Jax and I fell silent.

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

Throwing it down at the stone floor beneath my feet, I pull the sheathed sword from Laucian’s side and strike the amulet’s centre. After short gasps there is silence amongst everyone. I somewhat expected breaking it would be more spectacular. “What have you done, girl?” Cutlass snarls. I’m not really sure why but I decide to approach him, breaching the unspoken line between the two armies. “The story about a Witch’s Amulet granting magical abilities to the wearer, is bullshit.” There is subtle curiosity floating around my choice of words. “In other words, it’s a lie. A trick to stop the King’s and villages from killing Witches, the ones who truly possess magic.” As I approach Cutlass, I’m fu

"Now I need complete silence, Julian and Mallory, don't stop chanting. Julian, wrap them up like I explained." Julian lets go of Daniel and pulls out a long red ribbon from a box with which he starts wrapping me and Daniel. This is weird but I've never been in a situation like this before, so I won't say anything. She knows what she's doing... I guess. I hope. "Now, take out the instrument I gave you and start moving it, don't stop until I tell you to." The witch sounds super serious and Julian obliges, pulling out something that looks like a maraca.

Among them, a woman in dark clothing led the charge, her eyes sharp and calculating. Mara. Behind her came Luka and three others, each radiating fierce energy. They moved without hesitation, scattering the remaining witches like leaves in a storm. Mara leapt forward, her body twisting mid-air into her wolf form—a sleek obsidian-furred creature with glowing violet eyes. “W-what?” Emilia whispered, still frozen. She hadn’t seen Dante call anyone. How—?

Everyone rose up to sit back down but they continued staring at her. “If I am to be these powerful leader and sorceress, I don’t have any powers to call my own.” Clara said and Gwendolyn smirked and said, “Let me introduce you to the Storm Clan. They control anything that has to do with storm. Your mentor from this clan will be Janet Johnson. Janet, on your feet if you will.” Janet stood up for recognition. She had brown hair and a pair of brown eyes and an olive toned skin to match. She bowed, “It will be an honour, mistress.” Clara smiled at the girl who looked like she was her age. Gwendolyn whispered, “Don’t be fooled by her age. Janet began her training with us when she was but five yea

Her consummation in flames would hide the foul deed perpetrated by the heathenish act of ungodly- "Oh, God... They killed a baby," I muttered as Max walked over to the third and final coffin. It was the baby's. I was shaking my head. The Goodwife Muldoon's remains were placed in her Covens Witching Bottle to oppress her divination and incantations with hopes that they would remain dormant in her own ashes. The infant child, a girl, suffered a-

She smirked as she sat down on the nearest chair. I asked-" The WitchLand are under threat, we have to stop the NIght Riders before it's too late. It has already attacked The WWS, lots of students are in still threat right now, and one of them is my granddaughter, the next heir of WitchDom. We need your help, Megan." She nodded as she looked at Ben. I knew she had the soft spot for Ben since their school time. FLASHBACK [ year- 1972]*** AT WWS Megan was the daughter of the beta wolves pack. Her marriage was already decided with the next Alpha of the pack since her birth. Her fate was already decided.

He called a helper and handed everything to him and instructed him to keep everything in some room. I was walking slowly, looking around and all of a sudden I saw something and my whole body froze. I could not move a limb. In fact, I could not even blink. I saw my husband, on paper only, embracing my boss, Manyata Malhotra. Manyata Malhotra?? Why?? How?? Oh my God !!!! Manyata was Manu ?? NO !!! But denying, what was absolutely obvious was not going to help. Of course, she was Manu...

Townsfolk were screaming and running away for their lives. "You thought you could steal my sacrifice, Lucas?" she said, smirking at me. She came out of the trees and walked close to me. I recognized her. "Marlena" I mentioned. The legendary witch of the woods. It had been decades since she had appeared. How did she lure Gary to those woods?