Pride Witch Novels & Stories

The silver-eyed praised as he set the book down and turned to the purple-eyed woman trembling with curiousity beside him. "Cliff End plans to put into vote recognizing White Pearl as an official pack during the meeting." He explained and Helena's nose scrunched up at the news. "You're against it?" Allistor questioned with a raised eyebrow. "Of course I am. White Pearl is a settlement of rogues and shifters who have committed questionable acts and while I believe in repentance and forgiveness, it's too risky to give them the power that being officially recognized as a pack will." She ranted, passionately a frown on her face at the thought of someone trying to push for such a thing.

"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?"

This time tomorrow we should be marching for the royal pack , the witches will meet us just outside the pack to help bring down the pack’s protective shield . As far as we know they have no idea we have witches , news of the redhead witch taking on the status of high priestess arrived yesterday . Cicero was furious , the witch holds so much power her light aura is the strongest he has ever seen in all his three hundred years . Her grandma , Merida, was strong but nothing like her . She is mated to the little prince’s Beta . I have told the lord to take out her mate , distract her , throw her off her game .

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

Lyric The witches, all of them appearing as old crones, step out of seemingly thin air. It’s a big coven, more than twenty witches and mages, and all of them are hidden from Bryce’s prying eyes. “A mixed coven,” Pria says. “That’s rare. Usually women don’t allow men to join their coven.” “Two weeks ago, I didn’t think women could be Alphas,” I remark dryly. “Guess you don’t know everything yet.”

Cliff completed the thing for what he came here. “Are you talking about the same king? If yes, then I am with you. I don't know why our kind is so afraid of him, and to your knowledge, I am the strongest witch of my generation, so you can trust me. I am a two-element holder with switching capability,” the Witch said in a proud voice.

Groaning, I tried to push myself up, only to feel my feet leave the ground. My stomach lurched. My heart pounded. I was floating. No... being lifted. An invisible force dragged me upward, high above the battlefield, until I was suspended midair like a puppet on twisted strings. Priya’s laughter echoed all around me, chilling and deranged. “The one I want to destroy!” she cackled, throwing her arms out as if celebrating my helplessness. I struggled, kicking wildly, but I was completely at her mercy. “You think,” she sneered, “that because you were sent by the Moon Goddess to redeem the relationship between witches and werewolves, that makes you any different from all the others I have trample