Once Upon A Witch's Death Characters Novels & Stories

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

Neva. I surfaced from the stone slowly. Stood in the dead garden in the dusk with the carved piece of rock warm in my palm and a name sitting in my chest that had not been there ten minutes ago and already felt like it had been there a long time. Neva. The third witch. Older than Vael. Taken before my mother was born. The one the Architect had been told was dead and had chosen to believe because the alternative required harder questions. Not dead. Northwest. Far. And apparently capable of leaving carved stones in locked gardens and unsigned letters in locked rooms and a rose bud that had not been there this morning.

I don't know how much longer I can hold them all. The fact that we are now down to 4 witches is helping me some, but it's still a lot of magic. The rouges killed another witch last night, literally fucked the bitch to death. Gary has gone to hiring humans instead since I won't let him go on the hunt for more. Another mistake, in my opinion. I am relieved that we are moving the last of them tonight. I can use a damn break.

I said and I didn't finish when I heard an explosion and suddenly I saw another witch, the power I felt from her was stronger and it made me scared, I thought I was done by killing the witch I killed earlier, but I was wrong, that witch I killed earlier wasn't the one I should've aimed for, it was just the base this was the master and she was angry. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I swore. "What is it Uncle?" Dean asked and I sighed. "We need to leave now, there's an angry witch and she is doing a spell." I said as I saw her with my supersight. "I thought you killed her?" Dean asked. "I did too, but this is another." I said. "Everyone get up, let's go." Karl shouted and the warriors ran away. They didn'

Aiden implores curiously, glancing at the alpha’s house. “It’s probable. Only those up there know what happened.” Lorenzo keeps his mate in his arms as he stares at the charred remains of the witch and the two Undeads, completely flabbergasted about what just happened here. One moment Thea has the witch pinned down, the next a series of lightnings hits the woman and kills her, and then the Undeads suddenly fall down, burned into nothing. Almost as if they’re all connected. With a worried frown, the king turns to his mate, ignoring the gory sight in front of him. There’s no use dwelling on what happened; what matters is that the witch is dead now and there’s no more threat to his queen’s life

Edwin asked. "yes, she was hexed by a witch, she almost killed Azian, but I stopped her, she's grateful but she's over protective of him, " "a witch? Was it A-Abigail?" My eyes widened at this. " abi–who? No it was another witch Emma, she died already, I thougth she was going staight to Sets kingdom, but I was shocked when she went to Argon, " Death said rubbing his chin.

Together, they pushed through the throng of werewolves, vampires, and hybrids until they made it to where a witch was casting spell after spell. "You. Get this off her. Now." The witch—a tall, dark-skinned, and curly-haired woman—opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow at Maverick. "What?" Cinnia scrutinized the witch from head to toe, trying to find out if she knew her but when she came up with nothing, she put on a bright smile and shouldered Maverick out of the way just as the witch released a bolt of magic right behind her. Cinnia craned her neck to look and saw the smoking body of a vampire on the ground a mere distance from where she stood. "Thanks." She blew out a breath and then contin

The tip sank into his back, and I waited, anticipating his end, but nothing happened as three more connected with him. This wasn’t how this was supposed to happen. How many witches and wolves had he drained to become... this? My heart dropped when I realized he had probably killed my niece. I could feel someone moving up behind me, and spun to see a witch heading in my direction with Mila right behind her. Mila lifted her hand, and the witch between us began to steam, her skin shriveling as the water was boiled right from her body. I shifted back, mumbling a 'thank you' before scanning our surroundings at the carnage around us and the battle ongoing.

Zoe was killed by the Witches. The end. Blank pages further. I didn't get what I had read. Killed by witches, but all of them were dead? Or..... Some manage to escape....? It was written. And the big question, Who was Elijah? ****

No witch or wizard had the power to reverse his spells. The young girl’s father had asked for two things, he wanted the person involved in his child’s death to never witness the birth of his own child. Second, the pack where the murderer came from would witness the death of their firstborn daughters once they reached the age of 17years just like his owns daughters life was ended, this would be their fate until the fourth generation of the murderer was born before the cause would be broken.