Pride Witch Novels & Stories

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

She walked confidently and, once close enough, got down on one knee and looked Iris in the eye as she spoke, "My grandmother hated you because you got what we were banished from. But I always believed that Şekileus gives everyone what we deserve. So I, Lydia Capricorn, heir of Maria Capricorn, the original witch, pledge my allegiance to you and your husband. I do not speak for my Coven, every one of them has a choice of their own to make. I will not force anyone to make a choice, just because I made it." Before Iris could respond, the same prejudiced elderly woman sneered, "Of course, everyone would choose to live. Who is suicidal enough to choose death? You are not as benevolent as you try

"Haven't you watched any horror movies? People die because they're too trusting. Idiot" "You're an idiot too" "Perhaps I should have expounded on who we are" the woman, Titania said "We are the Delta Pride pack. Your pack" "My pack?" "Yes. You are our Alpha" "Since when?" *****************************************

Azriel asked aloud, “And think a witch will do that for us? I hate to break it to you but there's no way in hell a witch will be willing to put us out of this misery. And unless there's another way around this, we’re doomed.” I remained silent, while the gears in my head worked at full speed. There was no way in hell I was missing this opportunity. And if it takes me getting the little witch to be on my side, however way possible, I will do it. ******** I walked into the prison with Azriel and Athaliah hot on my sides. Azriel being my second in command and Athaliah, my third. Athaliah was the strongest female wolf in my pack. Being the only daughter of an Alpha whose pack was exterminated by

Magdalena inquired. "I'm Prudence, your Majesty, and I'm here to represent the community of the witches. Isis couldn't make it. Someone has been after her, but we don't know who. She's in hiding, but several of our most powerful witches have been captured and I know why," Prudence noted. The crowd of supernatural erupted in chatter. "EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" I shouted. "Prudence, what the fuck, tell us why they are being taken." "Someone is taking them and draining them of their powers."

And as for Serina, she was only introduced into four of them — including her late master. Euphemia, the Witch of Vanity. She rose from the land of the Soil governed by the God of Humility. Helga, hailed as the Witch of Treachery was a native of the land of Thunder, dominated by the God of Pledge. Prima, who originated from the land of Nature, was later dubbed as the Witch of Greed — in contrast to their God's principle: Charity.

It was a rather big tome covering many centuries of laws so I was thankful that one of the past kings had a Witch enchant it with a spell making it easier to relocate. I pulled out and opened the tome, skimming through the pages looking for a suitable punishment which I found as a change of role way. The willing victims would be able to punish the ones that abused them, though they will be using a punishment whip dipped in this Prides version of the Death’s Door poison.

the warriors start murmuring among themselves. "Isn't the woods declared to be dangerous for now? When did Prince Lucian found his mate? Is the rumor about a witch in Crisinda true?" The warriors asked among themselves while Russell paused for them to digest the piece of information he just passed before he continue. "Due to the rise in rogue sighting and the fruitless effort of the king to reach the prince, it is feared that the prince has most likely been abducted but we don't know where," another round of murmuring broke out among the warriors.

But I'm not like the other witches, cuz if it's rare a boy being born in this race, being the daughter of a woman and men from this race it's the rarest case ever. Like I've said, it's a really rare case when someone has four wraths like me. The normal people have, of course, one wrath. The nobles have normally two wraths. The royals and the other races like the witches, the faes, the werewolves+ had three wraths. But four? Well, this is a problem. It's almost like being a living target and a threat to those royals and powerful races. Not that I care. Cuz I couldn't care less about that.

Lifting the bitch from the ground and assuming my true form with horns and all, I snarled close to her face, "What did I say would happen when I see you face to face, witch?" She croaked and fear flashed in her eyes for about a second and then she grinned, "Why are you so mad, Lycan prince? Is it because I bested you and succeeded in making a fool of you? I know your type. Your pride and arrogance are as big as the sky. You can not bare to think a mere mortal like me could outwit you! Fucking bastard!" she spat and I caught her hand movement as she tried to conjure something to use against me and I let her since it appeared she was a moron.