Release That Witch Map Novels & Stories

Mira snapped on the other end of the line. "It's me, Bella!" she said, her voice shaking. "What?" Mira said, her tone scathing. "Why the fuck are you calling me right now?" "Listen," Bella said, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "I followed two members of the Bloodcrest pack to an unknown location. I think it might be their secret hideout. I'll send you my location now. Tell Zayn, and maybe you guys can come here and put a stop to all of this." There was a pause on the other end of the line, then Mira replied, "Oh, really?" Menace playing in her voice “okay, sure!” Then she hung up.

I simply nodded, my neck still hurting, looking at her. However, there is another story which you may not know… “One of Solomon’s first daughters, an extremely powerful and extremely beautiful witch settled in the Alps. She was going to create a new coven, coven of Slavic Witches. You see, Solomon wanted magic to be taught across the world. He believed and to this day, believes in our kind.. And theirs – the humans”.. I continued nodding, simply staring at her.. She looked as if she were in a different space and time, entranced, as if she was not present there. There was melancholy in her voice, and somehow I knew this story was very personal to her.

Terrick gave her, he took it from her hair brush. The three witches put their supplies on a table, a bowl, knife, map. Using the knife they cut their hands and let the blood drop in the bowl. When a great amount has entered they heal their wounds using a healing spell. Saphira put the hair strand in the bowl and place it on the map and they held their hands. They began murmuring some spells " locatum miraseth biladim carium formalix locatum Catrina" they hair strand glow and disappeared, the bowl tip over the map and the blood trail on the map moving from one place to another until it circle a spot on the map.

The boundaries of our pack the emerald pack is fortified by the spell cast centuries ago by a powerful witch and this have made our pack impenetrable, we have since been cordial to other packs and never being at war with others within our territory, and most times visitors traveled from far and wide to get our portions or spells. I was still a trainee witch under Mia who was the head enchantress of the pack. She was a gifted witch but I noticed she practiced black magic and consulted demons when she felt no one was watching. She never took permission from the trees before cutting off the leaves even when they had warned her against such. This had hugely affected the potency of her herbs and

**** “I have made my decision” said Marissa. She paused and waited for him to say something but he kept quiet so she took it as a sign to continue. “I am going to tell you everything” she said. “ Okay” replied Damian as he shifted close to her. Marissa cleaned her palms as they have become sweaty. “ As you already know, I am a nature witch and I am also the one the demon king is looking for” she explained to him. She waited for a reaction from him but there was none.

Nico groaned as his connection with the pack snapped. “GO! Your rogue team is waiting for you outside. I already gave them all the possible locations of the white witch. They already know what to do. Start running now before my warriors start hunting you down. Oh, and Nico, you only get five rogue warriors,” he taunted with a wicked smirk grazing his lips. “RUN.” [End of flashback] “Fuck!”

Thea joined the conversation. "These maps, they are somehow connected to the areas of the four werewolf kingdom." Ethan explained. "However, we've only gotten two of it. One from our kingdom and the other from the attack. Two others are in the possession of some other Alpha's and I believe these maps might help us with landmarks and plans to win the upcoming war, that's if we set our defense right." Ethan explained. "Let me see them." Thea requested and Ethan handed one over to her.

"Reveal the magic left behind, Show me paths that fate aligned, By flame, by thread, by soul and spark, Mark the witches in the dark." The map shivers beneath my hands. The air thickens, humming with energy. A soft, golden light weaves through the lines of the map like veins, traveling in pulses, faster and faster. Then... Snap. Sparks crackle and pop as tiny burn marks begin to appear all over the map. I pull my hands back and watch, heart pounding. The burns are uneven, some faint, barely a singe, and others darker, smoldering with more heat. They cluster in patterns.

“You dare come here after what you did!” the witch spat angrily. Alpha Tylor tried to say something, but the witch could not hear him as she was busy choking him. She dropped him to the ground and watched as Tylor coughed uncontrollably. “I came here to make peace.” He finally said when he stopped coughing.

"This will guide us to the temple. Be wary of the paths you choose. The forest is treacherous, and the witches will have set traps." Astrid stepped closer, peering at the map. "We should take the northern route," she suggested. "It's less obvious, and the witches might not expect it." I nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan." Meredith handed Astrid a small pouch. "This contains herbs and charms that might help you counter some of the witches' spells. Use them wisely."