Mulan Witch Novels & Stories

The face I saw in the mirror made my heart slip. Silver black hair fell in waves around sharp cheekbones and violet flickered behind icy blue eyes that were not mine. It looked like a lady named Elowen Solenne. I… everyone knew that name. She was a lone witch who lived on the edge of the territory, never came to gatherings, and never bowed to the pack. She was supposed to be dead, as rumoured. And here I was wearing her skin. I touched my cheek and the lady in the mirror did the same. My breath fogged the mirror.

, 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.

Lillian along with them. Vastria ignored her suggestion. Her eyes glowed silvery red with rage. “I cannot allow Meagan to lose her family when I finally gained mine! If you will not talk to me because I am part witch and demon, then talk to me as the daughter and inheritor of the grand witch.” She demanded holding her ground against the wolf alpha.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

dreaded by the look in Mukura’s eyes she moves backward. “I just want to hear everyone in this land scream, love!” she pushes the air in her hands as if she is pushing a movable heavy wall, “I will call this little trick, Miasma! I don’t know if the poison air and the name miasma go hand in hand but I am going to call it that either way!” Mukura advances forward with the witch that had given her an unpleasant welcome choking after breathing the poisoned air. She steps on her advancing deeper into the village of the white witches.

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

The magic that she had happily used to help Rigel conquer and destroy innocent packs, thinking it would make him love her and treat her like she was worth something to him. Once upon a time, Helena had despised her magic and saw it as a curse. Being born as a werewolf who did not get a wolf form on her twelfth birthday, had made her an anomaly and her ability to do magic had made her even stranger, causing her to isolate herself from others. Her family and pack had been supportive and kind, pushing when she pulled away from them and creating ways to ensure she could be involved in everything but it was never enough. Her Father and Brother could turn into majestic beasts that ran as fast as t

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

The witch said, as a warning. “I appreciate your concern, but they took my grandbabies and are planning to trade them with the dark one in an exchange to save their sorry lives. So yes it is more than worth it.” Lateri said, hitting the end button on her cell. “Don’t you hate we can slam phones down anymore. That would have been the best hangup if they would have heard the crash of the phone being hung up.” Mylan said, smiling. “Was that the witches you asked for help? Did they tell you anything?” Ameliah asked looking over at Mylan and Lateri. “Um if they did what makes you think we would tell you anything?” Mylan asked turning her nose up at Ameliah. “Why do you have to be so mean to the L