Race To Witch Mountain Book Novels & Stories

Hermione The time has finally come when I'm going to see where my mother has grown up, the excitement that I'm feeling is so unreal and I can't wait to learn more about her and see the other witches, so far Jamilla and Gloria are the only that I have know and I don't consider Gloria one, when she has to have a sacrifice in other for her to have power. Anyway after Alpha Nash's mating ceremony Asthon as been more distant and I have it to do with the fact that we pump into Lilian’s sister only to find out that her father is planning an attack on Alpha Nathan for killing his daughter. In my opinion, I would've let him do it but knowing how vicious Alpha Nathan can be we definitely can't let the

I released the breath I was holding in one big sigh and turned to face my family behind me. "When I left New Jersey eighteen years ago I had never been so scared in my life. I didn't know I was a witch at the time. I had taken a beating from my foster mother because I had forgot to wash a cup that was sitting on the counter. In my rage I had accidentally burned down Ms. Penny's house that day. I had decided that I had had enough, and I was getting out of the system and I took off. I used every dollar I had saved for the ticket and to bribe the man at the station to let me board. I ended up in New Orleans and that is where I had met Wendy. She found me wandering the streets that first night a

Before she knew it, the days had turned into a week and she was still no closer to breaking his curse. On the morning of the eighth day, she happened upon a book in the library that she found in the very back shelves. It was old and the writing on the spine, so faded, that she couldn't read it so she removed it from the shelf, only to find that the writing on the cover was much the same. Flipping through the pages, she stopped and opened at a particular page showing an illustration of a witch and a werewolf, howling at the moon. She began reading the text, which described curses that had been placed on werewolves over the past centuries. As she stood between the shelves, focusing on the book

She tried to reach to something in her jacket and I was pretty sure it wasn't a surpise gift for me. I whispered again. This time much quicker, and then she fell unconscious. “Yeah, wolfsbane doesn't protect you against witches, b*tch.” For some reason, I didn't want to drive her truck. I felt it was smarter if I took her in mine and then questioned her in my house. Now, this wasn't smart at all but I felt more comfortable doing it.

My family, the true High Wolves, were meant to rule, shield, and protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, as strong as an ancient mountain. But even mountains can crack. All it took was trust, handed to the wrong hands. The woman who came into our lives had a smile that could win the hearts of men. Hair white as snow and eyes that glowed a beautiful blue. She spoke like a queen, but didn’t treat the wolves any differently. My father let her inside our home, our pack, but it was her magic that seeped into our walls and spread poison. I saw her whisper to a rogue alpha, his eyes hungry with power, and she fed him what was ours. Together, the High Witch and the current High Wolf took our

Stevie cleared her throat and leaned forward to rest her forearms on the table. “I don’t know how else to say this, so I’m just going to say what I think, okay? All the fairy tales about witches, vampires, werewolves, fae, and so on are true. Our grandfather was the one that founded the treaty with Randall Cane and Jackson’s father, to keep peace among the races. You’re a born witch from the Knox coven, descendent of Marcus Knox, who was the leader and founder of the Alaskan coven.” “Okay, but why did you freak out, about the dream?”

Stella’s POV We run towards the edge of town towards the fire. I see my rune symbols and stop. I know they were unable to get past them. Then I see them. Four witches and a Warlock walk towards us. One of the witches says a spell to extinguish the fire. The smoke starts to disappear into the air.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

"They deserve to relax for the night just like everybody else who fought." "Of course. I respect your men and women like my own. I don't think anybody will interfere too much once they realize the King himself and Alpha Ross are here," Gerwulf grinned along with Ross," you know how they practically piss themselves in front of lycans." I gasped before I realized it. My eyes darted to a beaming with pride Ross," lycans? You are a lycan?" That would explain his size and pack name. Mountain Crawler. Wolves couldn't climb mountains... not very well at least. Lycans however could do so within seconds.

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.