Race To The Witch Mountain 2 Novels & Stories

I guess it remains to be seen. I leave my house and start walking over to hers with my newly found confidence. I am halfway already when i realise i inhale the same foreign scent as that day. My body freezes in place and i am torn. My wolf is restless in my head, and neither can decide what to do: follow the scent or proceed with our plans? I want to run but in these tight jeans i can only walk faster, but both me and my wolf go crazy, for as we get closer to her the scent becomes stronger. In that house live at least three of the most powerful witches i have ever met in my life, yet i feel i need to protect them.

“Very well. Go, little wolf. Begin your hunt. Six months. Fail… and the price is yours. Succeed… and Alpha Jake… will belong to you, body and soul.” I nodded, a low thrill running through me as my wolf purred beneath my skin, eager and restless. Tonight was the first step. Tonight, the game began. We left the witch house under the cover of night, the forest thick and silent around us. Riza led the way, Amy beside her, Jessy following, and I trailed just behind, clutching the bottle tightly. The air smelled of herbs, incense, and danger—an intoxicating mixture that made my pulse spike.

Staring below upsettingly, she cursed, “Those wretched bible lickers have already reached this far? I hope I am not too late.” A look of urgency was painted on her face. She redirected her focus to the summit of Guillume Mountain. However, as soon as she did so, a threatening arrow whooshed passed her face and scraped her cheek. “Huh! It’s them?” The witch glanced in the distance behind her and noticed Commander Dreylude and his squadron of horseback riders chasing at her tail. “They followed me all the way from Vermont? How persistent can they be?” She increased her aerial speed to try and lose them

Kasey said to Lucas, "Senior, we'll take you to Quiet Wolf Dark Races territory." ... Lucas nodded his head. Then, the girls began to take Lucas to the territory of Quiet Wolf Dark Races. One hour passed... Lucas and a few girls finally arrived at the territory of the Quiet Wolf Dark Races. "Senior, the territory of the Quiet Wolf Dark Races is ahead," Kasey looked at Lucas and said. Lucas examined the scene in front of him. In front of him, there was a mountain. There were wolf holes everywhere on the mountain. Lucas smiled indifferently and said slowly, "You guys should go ahead and ask Quiet Wolf Dark Races to come out."

And when it all cleared, none of them was left standing, but steaming like a really nice barbecue. Julian however was still down and weak, so William reached out to carry him on his back. "No," Lucy stopped him. "Leave him, you don't want to be anywhere close to him now." "She's right," Alisa said. "He'll catch up. Let's go." They headed out through the back running down the mountain. The witches back in had just reinforced, about forty of them, while more werewolves were sighted entering the other side of the mountain.

The rustling sound grew closer, and when I saw why there was noise near the bottom of the mountain where the rocks that fell from the top collected like a gravel road, I thought I saw my worst nightmare. It can’t be, I thought, blinking my eyes to make sure I wasn’t imagining what I saw. But there was no doubting who those ugly shapes belonged to, whose curved spines crept through the night. Witchwolves. Camilla was so sure that Elena wouldn’t show herself. Clearly, she had been wrong. The witchwolves were in California again, disappearing behind the mountain and into the Mystic Moon territory. Alexander. My heart pounded as I raced back to the cabin, unable to speak while I ran. As soon as

She smiled as she lit a small fire and quickly extinguished it. “I miss you and come back here quickly, my white witch,” he said, hoping she would return to his side quickly and never leave. THE END……..

Laura, Tyler, and his mate—whose name was Camille—would join her and Lucian on this "adventure" The Witch Mountain was the highest mountain that could only be found in their territory. No one dared to go there except for the royal blood of primordial lycans like them, as the witches who lived there weren’t that friendly. They were dangerous and wicked by nature; the types who would not hesitate to cast a curse on someone, even if it meant killing them.

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

But still, regardless of her own goal, she still tried to eliminate everyone on her way to victory, still with her life goal in mind, and that she did, fascinating the audience as she used high-level and powerful wind spells and eliminated her opponent with just a spell or two, becoming proud of how she's doing, she didn't even fantom that her target of choice for elimination was doing as good as she is. As if they had known each other for so long, both of their tactics were remarkably identical. And the most obvious and most identical one was that they were eliminating every opponent they encountered one after another without having a single scratch on their body. It was as if they had both