Scarlet Witch Origin Mga Nobela at Kwento

Scarlet smiled, but in the next second, she splashed Aerith’s face with wine in her hand, making Aerith startle and stand up spontaneously. “What are you doing, Mother?” Aerith wiped her face in annoyance while Scarlet looked at her scornfully. “How stupid,” Scarlet stressed out her words. Aerith furrowed her brows and looked at her mother in annoyance. From her gaze, she also demanded an explanation of the meaning of the word ‘stupid’ uttered by her mother. “You are smart but stupid. She is indeed Dario’s daughter, but her father abandoned her. She is also the granddaughter of Aathreya Bernard, a witch who is highly respected by everyone in the kingdom.”

“Ah, I’ve been researching using vampires..,” “No vampires. I don’t want to be involved with those disgusting bloodsuckers. I heard a rumor about a witch in the nineteenth century who made the current werewolf council immortal.” ho Isolde's heart starts to beat rapidly, she knows what he’s suggesting, but that spell is forbidden not only that, only one witch knew it. “Yes, Verde, but....” “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” He growls, his face twisted in anger.

I said, my voice Calm “About the curse. About my connection to it. I want the truth.” The eldest witch gave a small smile, though it lacked warmth. “The truth is a heavy burden, Scarlett. Are you sure you’re ready to carry it?” “I don’t have a choice,” I replied, holding her gaze. “ I need to know what’s happening.” The witches exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming in the candlelight. The eldest witch leaned forward slightly, her voice low and powerful. “You are marked by the goddess, Scarlett. That much is clear. But the curse oh, it is older than you. Older than this pack. Your arrival has awakened it.”

I was a witch, a Silver Witch, with powers and a heritage that I had never known about. But as I sat there, trying to process everything, I remembered the prophecy that the prophet had told me. I sighed, realizing that I had always underestimated myself. I was more than just a werewolf, more than just a girl with strange powers. I was a Silver Witch, with a rich history and a powerful legacy. The Silver Wizard's eyes shone with happiness as he looked at me. "I'm so glad to finally reunite with my long-lost granddaughter," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

"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.

Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away. I never saw her after that. It was safe to assume that she’d died in WitchFall. Most do. I knew. It was a massive torture chamber where witches confessed to their sins. We watched the older man coming down off the hill from his towering fortress. His powdered wig and overly elaborate cravat carefully in place. “An evil one.” My eyes narrowed. “You only say that because of his pursuit of you.” “No. There’s something wrong with him.” I insisted. “Saria, you been saying this for years.” She groaned. “He’s the most powerful man in our village and the six surrounding.”

Scarlett I was exhausted. I barely slept last night because I was worried about everything that happened with Caleb. I know it was no accident. I know who was in my garden yesterday, and I know who tried to kill Caleb. PJ! And I was going to get the truth out of him, one way or another. I know why he tried to do it too. Not only because he is trying to get rid of Caleb because I haven’t yet, but also because he is jealous. The fact that Caleb is in danger because of me breaks my heart, and it angers me.

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

Scarlet and Kesley have gone back to their various pack. There are four types of pack; Dynamite pack, flowind pack, Night sky pack, and CR pack. Scarlet is from the Dynamite pack while Kesley is from surging pack. Scarlet arrived home and was surprised that no one welcomed her. All of them were busy with one thing or the other. She went to her mother and asked her what was going on. She was ignored, and she went to her room to unpack her belongings. Her room door opened but she did not turn.

Mom towards the front of the room and folders her legs underneath her before looking at each one of us. "So your great, great, great, great grandma Helena was the elder that insisted on a truce with the surrounding wolf packs after the Scarlet Blood War. As you all know, the Scarlet War caused a lot of witch and wolf bloodlines to go extinct. But the killing didn’t stop there, due to the rivalries between the witch covens and wolf packs. Not only were the witch and wolf hunters killing us, but we were killing each other, so a truce was something that was desperately needed. We all needed to feel safe again, so the treaty passed without too much rebellion."