Once Upon A Witch's Death Characters Novels & Stories

His fingers twitched. He was coming back. “Stop!” I screamed. The witches turned. The one in the centre was ancient. Her skin was like parchment. Her eyes were black pits. This was the blood witch. Octavia. “You came,” she said. Her voice was dust and death. “I did not think you would. Most children run from their father’s resurrection.” “Let him go. Let him rest.” “Oh, he will rest. After he destroys you. After he proves that defying the Council was a mistake.” She smiled with too many teeth. “The ritual is nearly complete. Another minute. Maybe two. And Marcus Steele will rise.”

Mom didn’t hesitate and plunged her clawed hand into Marcella’s chest while she was distracted, ripping her heart out before I could tell what was happening. Marcella’s last words were a gasp, and then she dropped to the ground, her eyes wide from the shock of being killed in just a few seconds. Even I was surprised at how fast we took her down. Was it because we worked together? “Now to finish this bitch off,” Mom said before smashing the heart in her hand, destroying it forever. “Witches can resurrect themselves as long as their hearts are still intact.” I glanced at Marcella’s body, anger flaring through me. She had caused so many deaths. It was so unfair that she didn’t get to suffer muc

But of course, Alpha Jaxon, Xavier and that bitch didn't know this when they dared confront her in her own citadel of power. The supreme witch stood up, her illusion of youth shedding away to reveal her older figure with long floor-length white hair and an age-spot-filled face. "Alpha Jaxon and Xavier, I hereby call in my debts with you," The witch smiled and it was a chilling motion. "Kill yourselves." Alpha Jaxon and Xavier looked like that was the last thing they were going to do but the next thing I knew, they had drawn their swords each of them looking at their drawn swords in surprise.

He could feel his wolf being stirred up, he could feel a part of him becoming alive once again! "Make him stop!" Queen Isle yelled at the black witch, she worried he might break off —hence, the black witch did just as she requested. In a blink, Jeffery groaned and he knock down to the ground when the witch cast a finger at him. Hence, the flames burning Luna Henrietta were put off but alas! She was dead already and her body is burnt beyond recognition. At that moment, Queen Isle abruptly found herself inside her chamber with the black witch.

“T-They’re from the palace! A-another dwells on her Werewolves Pack lands- Her Alpha!” Having broken the oath of silence she’s sworn with her accomplices and whoever their leader must be, the Witch is set alight with deep purple flames that roast her into ashes instantly. Her throes die down and the Darkling replaces her in my infuriating grip. Breathy deep growls rumble out my lips like the smoke of death as they splay over his aghast face.

"The Prince must be found before the sun sets, and the news of this must not get to the other pack members. Now let's set out, and remember, the prince must be found today." King mozerus watch from his office window as Russell led a group of fourteen warriors into the forest. "May the blessings of the goddess stay with you all," he prayed and turn away from the window, collapsing onto the coffee-brown three-seater cushion in his office. Hours after the warriors dispersed into the forest, Russell came across a pile of bones. Wolf's bones. Laying across the forest floor to form a large circle. The bones look fresh, like the skins were freshly peeled off but no trace of blood nor footprints can

The guy from earlier tore her dress exposing her breast which was hidden in her bra. Not able to fight them physically, she began murmuring some spells. The thugs felt like someone was strangling them, the gasp trying to catch their breath. Celestina stood up from the ground and with a flick of her family they drop dead. A teen girl who had witness everything scream, Celestina in other to keep their existence a secret killed the girl. Killing an innocent person mark the end of her life as a white witch. "Am proud of you Celeste." She heard, tears flow down Celestina's eyes, she just killed someone no not someone she has killed four people.

Witches do not die they turn to dust and their souls are held in transit until they are born again. As the spell began to work the Witch took back the Dark Powers she had given to Damon, 'You are such a disappointment to me Alpha Rogue, so that which was given can also be recanted, your Dark Magic comes with me.’ She whispered and Damon howled as the body he was holding disintegrated to dust, he threw it into the air and cursed the Witch. Spinning around he heard a low growl coming from the dense foliage that surrounded his stronghold, ‘There is no one to help you now Rogue’

His calm and confident demeanor seemed to reassure the witches, and they slowly nodded in agreement, trusting in the Silver Wizard's ability to handle the situation. The Silver Wizard, accompanied by three other powerful witches, ventured into the forest to investigate the strange happenings. As they walked, their senses on high alert, they stumbled upon a figure resting under a tree. The Silver Wizard's eyes widened as he sensed the person's injuries, and he quickly rushed to their side. As they drew closer, they were startled to see that it was a young girl, no more than twenty years old, who looked like she had been through a lot. Her clothes were tattered, her hair was disheveled, and he

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar