Scarlet Witch Prophecy Novels & Stories

’ I stand from the pile of blankets on the floor than were once a sorry excuse for my bed. ‘I said we need to talk. The witches plan on enslaving werewolves again and have already caught and cursed many rogues to do their bidding.’ I watch as the cogs turn in her head and slowly she grasps the severity of the information I have given her. ‘There is a prophecy Nikita. One made hundreds of years ago by a very powerful, very evil sorceress.’ I can’t find my bra and distract myself looking for it on the messy floor as Nikita starts to pace back and forth, barefoot on the cold floor. I chuck her flimsy shoes over to her. ‘Put them on before you catch a cold.’ Its hiding place revealed after fling

“The prophecy was clear. If the Alpha takes Zylia as his mate, his pack will fall under ruin.” I felt the words cut through me. “You know nothing about that.” “Oh, but I do. It was read aloud that night at the mating ceremony. I know all about it” Her lips curved. “What the prophecy means is that your bond with her disrupts the balance. The Moon cannot favor one heart when her will belongs to all. So, if your pack must be saved…” She let the silence stretch. “You must take another.” The Priestess’s fingers tightened on her staff. “She twists the sacred text, Alpha. Do not listen.”

Her magic is pulsing, fractured and raw, just below the surface. “Scarlett,” I say softly. She doesn’t look at me. “He found me again. He knew the prophecy. The whole thing. Said it like it was a blessing. Like it was fucking scripture.” My heart fists in my chest and I move closer. “And when I hit him with everything I had,” she continues, her voice too calm, “He vanished. Just like smoke. Like he was never there at all.” I reach for her, and she flinches before I touch her. That hurts more than I want to admit. She swallows. “What if I’m not the one the prophecy is warning about? What if I’m the one it wants?”

"You're late." Lucia Abbott stood at the edge of the cliff, her silver hair glowing under the moonlight. "You wanted to see me?" I asked. "Do you know about the witch's prophecy?" she said. "What prophecy?" She stepped closer to the cliff, her heels nearly hanging over open air. "The prophecy from the Northlands witch. She said..." She paused, eyes locking onto mine. "She said the true bloodline is about to awaken. The exiled daughter will take everything back. Dad's love, the pack's authority, and... Caleb."

he mumbled and Axel's brows raised. It was his first time hearing about any prophecy in the pack and that was when he found it strange that other packs seemed to have witches in their midst but not their own pack, it was as if someone or something had taken all the witches away from their pack. And if there were no witches, how could there be a prophecy? "What prophecy are you talking about?" He questioned. "The prophecy came when you were just a year old. It was said that a white wolf would emerge, this white wolf would leech onto a dark wolf and suck off the energy of the dark wolf until it would be strong enough to lead the white wolf pack to greater heights"

I asked looking from Richard to Kent with anger filling my eyes. It was Kent that finally answered my question with his eyes glued to my own. “As the story goes, a month before your birth a witch from the coven on your pack's borders spoke of a prophecy to your parents. It was about their soon to be born child, who at the time everyone thought was going to be a boy. After the fall of the Midnight pack, the prophecy became part of a fairytale that parents have since told their children. A fairytale about a beautiful young girl who came and lead all werewolves in a fight against all that would wish us harm. Only the witch who made the prophecy knows the exact wording anymore but from the stori

"She heard about the prophecy and tried to prevent it. The prophecy was issued three days after your mother's death by a powerful sorcerer who came to sympathize with us in a small room where we were gathered. Somehow, words reached Magaritha about the prophecy. She was furious because she thought by killing your mother, she has dominated the Witch world therefore when she heard about you and the prophecy, she decided to put you to death. That's why she will never think twice about killing you if she finally has you in the corner she always longed for. In the same way, I don't expect you to show her any mercy when you pin her. Kill her and don't waste any opportunity you get to do so. Magari

My eyes were still stinging. "If I tell you," I said slowly. "You can't repeat it. Not to anyone." "I won't," she said. I believed her. I don't know exactly why. Maybe because I had been holding this alone for three years, and I’m tired. "There was a prophecy," I said. Evelyn's expression stayed still. She waited. "Three years ago, a witch came to me twice," I said. "She told me that if I stayed with Morgan, he would die. That my bloodline carries something dangerous. Something that would destroy him if I remained close to him."

He stops when we walk in and tries to look calm. "I am sure Shirley informed you about the conversation we had the other morning," I say to Bill. He nods his head yes. "Well, I left out a part," I admit. Shirley grips Bill's arm. "Before we killed all three Silver Hairs," I continue, "one of them talked. They said Alpha Theodore has a special wolf. A prophecy wolf." Shirley gasps. "The Prophecy said that Jezebel isn't a wolf but a witch. She is meant to be a weapon the witches use to weaken the Silverhair pack. On her eighteenth birthday, she will activate and destroy the pack she resides in. The Prophecy revealed that Alpha Theodore was a genius and decided to exile her, knowing there was a

If anyone could help me understand and avert the prophecy, it was them. Elara greeted me with a calm, knowing look as I entered the coven's secluded sanctuary. "You had a vision," she said simply, her eyes reflecting a wisdom that seemed to pierce through my soul. I nodded, recounting the horrific scenes I had witnessed in my dream. The witches listened intently, their expressions growing more grave with each passing moment. When I finished, Elara closed her eyes, her brow furrowing in concentration. "This vision is not just a warning; it is a prophecy. One that speaks of a great calamity that will befall Silverwood Falls if we do not act."