Payback's A Witch Novels & Stories

“ You underestimate me little witch and so did your mother that is why she ended up the way she did powerless and weak and you dare Alice will end up exactly the same way ,your thoughts where I would sit and let you come to me without out properly planning my victory you silly little thing your mother’s weakness was kindness a little sob story a few tears and she came running to her death the apple after all dies not fall from the tree and here you are right where I want you white witch (amacara) you shall die after which I shall control the white realm and soon all the realms fire surrounded her as she walked towards Alice lifting her hands she sermon her demons at Alice dodged using her po

Finally, I was thrown out of the funeral, lost and devastated. Three years later, with the help of a witch, I returned to the past through her spell. This time, I have made a decision. No matter what, I will never be Noah’s Luna again. --- The witch slit my palm with a dagger. I watched the blood flowing from my hand. The witch told me to let the blood drip into a silver cup. She began to cast her spell. The cup glowed with a golden light, and everything around me seemed to be rewinding. Suddenly, I heard Noah’s voice again.

Lucian and Ken agreed. "Drinks on me." Alexander uttered. "Of course, this is your treat." Lucian glared. "Ah that's right." Ken mumbled remembering something. "Guys bad news the witch is back." "When you say 'the witch', I hope it's not the person I have in mind?" Lucian asked. "That's exactly her." Ken replied. "What the hell is that bitch doing here?" Lucian asked obviously pissed. "She came back after pursuing her dreams." Ken said with a light chuckle.

Zachary glanced at me. Instead of getting mad, he scrutinized me apathetically. Wynnie, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. Lowe, Yas has shown talent as a pilot since she was young. She got her license when she was 18. At 22, she has already outperformed many experienced pilots. She's made it this far through her own efforts." Wynnie's voice was as gentle as her smile in the photo from 20 years ago.

That’s why she did that, a frown creeped on my face as I remembered how mangled and destroyed the faces of the witches Koin had killed in Kenya was. “She came back to get her revenge again, but the other witches stood behind their own, protecting that black witch and Koin was defeated to the point of near death that she had to run. Ever since then she has had a vendetta against the witches, bidding her time to take you all down at one go,” Shile concluded. “Wow!” Lara hissed, shaking her head. “It is a case of Karma, a call for retribution.” Amber smiled wickedly, chuckling in apparent amusement.

Maybe I deserve the punishment. Just then, the witch appeared, as if she had been summoned just by my thinking of her. Her cackles filled the air when she saw my writhing body on the ground, my face scrunched up in intense pain. Rebecca Crosgrove. The witch who placed this soul aching chrse on me. “Well, well, if it isn’t the most powerful alpha lying in the dirt.” She grinned as if the situation amused her, her eyes glinting with wicked delight.

FLASHBACK It was the witches' annual festival. A time when the witches come together to have a special time together. Witches from far and near would come to earth witches coven to celebrate. It has always been a great year and a day to look forward to by a lot of the witches. A time to showcase your new skills and to learn more. It was also a time when the great book of the witches would be brought out and everyone gets to know what the next year's talks about. As usual, the head of the covens came together. Just a few hours to the time, when the great book of the witches will be brought out. Natasha was the head of all the covens present at that time. She was also a descendant of Amaya and

The witch answered on the third ring. “I need something,” I said quietly. There was a pause. “What is it?” “I need to silence someone.” I said “I can arrange that.” She replied I hesitated only a second. “…permanently” The witch chuckled softly. “It’ll come at a heavy price. Wolfsbane is rare…more precious than gold itself.” “I’ll pay it,” I said. There was no turning back now. When the call ended, I stared at the flame until my eyes burned.

“And that should have been my sign to stop your father from accepting a favor from her…. It was at that moment that everything went wrong.” “So she did you guys a favor?” "Yes." Dad nodded. “She offered to fix the car tires with her magic since I was obviously struggling, and I accepted her offer, thinking she was one of the good witches.” “And she wasn’t?” “Correct!” Mom answered. “She was a dark witch, and no matter the tiniest of favors a dark witch does for you, you have to pay back tenfold." “What was the payback? Us?”

Also her power of speech indicated well about her upfront attitude. She was clever with her words since the start. "Are you a w-witch, lady?" Slowing the speed of the carriage a little, the man focused on the lone mysterious passenger sitting on his carriage. His mind revolved solely around her now, as practicing such a witchcraft makes her obviously a witch! "What if I say I am?" Princess Rosemary uttered without any hint of surprise while soon her eyes being drawn on the carriage boy's vehicle briefly. "Gabrio is your name right?"