Pride Witch Novels & Stories

In certain regions belonging to the Atlantic Ocean, witches was seen as a “evil” in certain moments of distress. The city of Lovadu, for years and years, suffered violence, reaching a moment of crisis. In that city there was a young man called Igor Hunton, son of Clarina and Sebastian Hunton, he had an older and a younger brother.

Zayn started. "I'm not a witch doctor," she interjected. "I'm a doctor who happens to be a witch." Zayn stood there in silence, looking at her in surprise. He hadn't expected her to speak to him with such assertiveness. He was used to people being intimidated by him and following his orders without question. "I'm not here to be bossed around by you," she said, crossing her arms. "I'm here to help!”

So, I positioned myself in front of Richard and Leona, trying to reason with him. "Rupert, these are Jaclyn's parents. Her mother is allergic to lobster. If Jaclyn finds out you tried to feed her parents lobster rolls, she won't let you get away with it." Rupert simply sneered. "Mr. Shaw, you don't actually think that just because you married Ms. Prescott, all your poor relatives automatically become her relatives too, do you?" Your two bumpkin parents actually dare to call themselves Ms. Prescott's parents? Where is your shame?"

Elise explained while a waiter brought her a bowl of chocolate ice after she had placed her order. “ Poor Thomas ! but I prefer to say Poor Overlord. He is in for a big mess and your brother too. Valdosta is a shape shifting high sorceress. In the order of black magic and mage, she is one of the highest. And she especially deals in seduction and love potions, she makes millions of dollars from it.” Violet explained as she showed them the picture of a beautiful woman with long platinum blonde hair and a nice figure. Her almost colourless irises glowed from the picture making both Bianca and Elise cringe. “ I don’t understand how a black magic love potion making witch can change my brother’s m

Better safe than sorry. We have an unwritten rule here, between us. I don't get in their face as long as they don't show their face around here. Anyone who had the audacity to request for more privilages or freedom for witchy stuff,like festivals and such, got their asses kicked out of this town. Anyone who stays understand that the witches here are considered lower even from humans and if they don't like it, the are free to relocate. I can't banish them, like pack members, but i have other ways of making them leave for good. For the humans in town i am just an eccentric, rich man that enjoys walking around like a hobo. Always with dirty, shredded clothes and untidy hair, always in a bad moo

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

“It’s not right. You didn’t ask to be born a witch, just like they didn’t ask to be born wolves.” She sighed, wrapping her arms tighter around her knees. “It doesn’t matter to them. I’ll always be a witch. I’ll always be *different.*” “Well, screw them,” I said sharply, making her blink in surprise. “You hear me? Screw them all. You don’t need their approval, Prisca. You have people who care about you, people who will fight for you. You’re not alone in this.” Her gaze softened as she looked at me. “Sometimes it feels like I am.”

Alpha King’s Sex Slave Chapter Five [His thirst for revenge] Alpha Hades POV. I knew she would be everything a Head Witch would be and probably even more fierce- as I saw the fire in her odd crimson-colored eyes and the sorrow laced in her voice and screams. To control such several witches and protect them she must be bold, strong, fierce, and passionate about her kind. A round of applause to her for being smart and escaping me for the past five years. She outdid her mother with that move but I’m like the shadows never to leave her back until she’s pinned and hanged.

"It cannot go unpunished!" A flash of light, so bright we all turned our faces. I stepped between my mate and my dad. Knowing things were about to get a little ugly. Dark witches didn't go quietly. Hecate steps to Gloria. "You were my pride! You were born with a heart so pure I was sure nothing could taint it! What a disappointment you are!" Turning to Prudence "Have you ever had one original thought in your head? Other than syphoning your daughter's power, teaching her to do it to others."

She was charming and knew how to pick the right outfit for her build because everything she was ever seen in looked perfect on her. That, however, was not all she was known for. Max Kane was a drama queen. Or so they said. I heard she “doesn't take jokes lightly” and was quite mischievous, to say the least. More importantly, Max Kane is very belligerent and very hostile. This was to the extent that she became feared. Why? Well, that was the bit I never really understood. How dangerous could a not-very-powerful witch be? “Uhm . . . I don't know what you're talking about,” I said, my voice sounding way lower than I would have liked it too.