Psychic Witch Novels & Stories

“You know the law. You've known it your whole life.” I stared at his back, reminding me of our past but I spoke like the words he uttered didn't already make me weak. “She's not a threat.” He finally faced me—slow and predatory. The only way only an Alpha could. “Witches,” he spat, “can manipulate the minds of wolves. Their psychic gifts can override instincts. Break packs, especially the oldest ones and when there are many of them.” His hands flexed at his sides. “She'll be burned before sundown.”

"Yes! That would be great! I would like to!" Aldricus laughed, "Right, would you give me your hand, please?" Harper glanced at Wyatt beside her, his face relaxed. Harper took it as a positive signal. Then she stood up, walked to Aldricus, and reached out his hand to him. "Miss Laurier, there's something I want you to know. The power of a witch comes from the soul, while the power of The Elder comes from the mind." Aldricus gently held Harper's right hand, "So, please try to feel the connection between us, heart to heart."

I looked away with a flushed face. "Can we get going?"he asked, breaking the silence that engulfed the atmosphere around us. I nodded my head gently. *** "What type of wolf is she?"Brian asked the pack witch whose eyes is blind. She couldn't see physically but she could see everything that is going to happen in the future. She has the ability to know the past and present.

That's right. I bought this top-tier, brawny werewolf to scrub my cauldron and do my chores. The inspiration came from a fellow witch I met at the wizarding market. She was bragging about her new half-orc slave, claiming he could lick the floors so clean you could see your reflection in them and even served as her personal foot warmer in the winter. While the other witches burst out laughing and treated it as a joke, I was the only one who zeroed in on two key words: labor and warmth.

“ Welcome! “ Persia said. Lissa: “ Thank you! “ My name is Persia! Alexandra pleasure. Persia: “ So, which of the four will be first? Lissa: “ Me! Rassy: “ How do you know there are four of us, if you are blind? Bruna whispered in Rassy's ear: “ She's a witch, forgot? Persia smiled: “ I'm not a witch! I'm a psychic! I'm blind, but my heart feels what the eyes see and don't. Bruna: “ For me it’s all the same! Persia: “ But I can guarantee that it is not! Rassy: “ You speak in a way, as if you had already seen a witch! Persia: “ I have already seen and I have felt the presence of a witch! Persia got up and walked over.

Shaking his head furiously" No she wouldn't, she a witch so she knows what she is talking about" The three of us look at each other and realize that he might be talking about the woman we all are looking for: " She sent you here"? I asked him. "You're ruining her plans so she's coming for you" he says with a big creepy grin on his face. Before I say anything Joi my assistant say to me " Alpha Ms. Hermione is looking for you" she says through the mindlink.

My hands shivering badly as I take them off the silk fabric of my green frock. The same frock I was wearing when these werewolves decided to massacre my whole clan and burn them alive. Burned my parents alive. Now am feeling cold, my bones are shivering as my teeth kept chattering due to the severe cold. I shouldn’t be feeling any cold since am a witch who could control our body temperature as we are comfortable. Then why am not able to use my magic. Fear drops in the pit of my stomach making me shut my eyes more tightly as if it’s possible.

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

As Clara was about to talk, Emrys raised a hand and said, “If you are truly who prophecy says you are, then you have a long way to go, I’m afraid.” She was about to talk again when Emrys was about to raise his hand so instead, she turned her question into a snarl, “Don’t you dare shush me again, Emrys. I mean it.” The pitcher of water beside her clattered to the ground without anyone touching it and spilled water onto the metal floor. Emrys’ gaze went to the pitcher of water and said, “You are a mouthy one, aren’t you? Anyway, you don’t know it but I will tell you. You are the most powerful witch to ever exist in centuries. Evelyn, your mother was supposed to tell you but she got to her befo

“There is only one reason I was reborn and that is to seek for the truth, expose it and make the pioneers of the injustice attained pay however I can.” She watched me through tear-rimmed eyes before nodding. “She is a very powerful and dangerous witch and was banished by her people for venturing into a darker type of black magic. She is known to be quite ruthless and power-hungry. I believe she had made a deal with the werewolves in exchange for making anthurium. You do know the sacrifice for making that potion, don't you?” A decade worth of their power. I nodded my head. “I do,”