Season 3 Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

“I’m not sure. It took a considerable amount of magical effort to shrink the logs.” I bite back a sigh as I’m reminded of what Aldrich said earlier. The ruler has to be the most powerful witch or wizard, and I'm unable to perform even the simplest acts of magic. I wonder how nobody has questioned the rules in all the thousands of years they have been enforced. Perhaps we have done it for so long that we accepted them as the absolute truth. It is not surprising that when Werewolves arrived in Altair, they rebelled. No wonder they think the laws need to be updated.

She fucking asked AJ to stay with her, what is she going to get out of the war between the witches and the wizard? Doesn't she want peace? I sunk my teeth into the maid's neck and fed from her, even though it didn't satisfy my insatiable taste like a human would, I just kept feeding till I could feel her pulse weakened. Such a fucking waste of sperm. I pushed her away, making her have a strong impact on the wall before she fell to the ground. Without even thinking about the pain, she scrambled off the floor and fled away. I needed to tell that wizard I wouldn't go along with the plan again, now I got to know from my Intel that they would soon start preparing for their mating ceremony and I w

KILLIAN POV I have three rules in my life. 1. Show everyone why I am the Alpha of this pack. 2. Keep control. Always. 3. Never, ever, touch the girl who ruined my life. But the moment I saw her, heard her desperate, filthy moans of my name, rule number three vanished. I wanted to take over wherever her fingers were buried. Replace them. Punish her with them. I wanted to bury my cock so deep inside her that she felt me for weeks.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

I was vulnerable, alone, and unaware of the dangers that lurked in the darkness, waiting to pounce. **** Third POV The atmosphere was electric with tension as the entire witch clan sensed the turmoil that had occurred. The mysterious explosion had sent shockwaves through the air, causing the very ground to tremble. It was a phenomenon that only a powerful witch could achieve. Whispers spread like wildfire as the witches gathered together, speculating about the identity of the mysterious person responsible for the disturbance. "Who could it be?" they whispered amongst themselves. "Someone with powers beyond our own?" The air was thick with curiosity and concern.

I did my utmost to rein in my desire and returned to the kitchen. There, I took out the cucumber I prepared for the salad. Just then, Shanine suddenly barged in. "Aren't you going to chat with them in the living room?" I asked as I raised my knife to cut the cucumber. To my surprise, Shanine suddenly grabbed the cucumber from the cutting board and stuffed it in her mouth. Then, she turned to me with a suggestive look. "Mr. Turner, you should eat a cucumber like this."

Mama Mariah and the other witches who were with Elowyn started, scared but she motioned for them to not be afraid. The moment three witches grabbed Elowyn, their confidence cracked. Her hands snapped up and clamped around the wrists of two unlucky ones. A wet, sizzling sound filled the chamber. Acid poured down their arms like molten rain. The women screamed-raw, piercing, helpless. The RuthValis witches finally leaned back with quiet, knowing smiles.

Rod asked. “They’ve been taking my blood for days” she told us. “What is your power?” I asked. “ I can control the earth” she said. “So you’re the third witch” I said. “Third witch for what?” She looked confused. “Your guess is as good as ours” Ben said. We hear footsteps coming and we make a break for it. It’s not easy maneuvering the narrow passages with Hopes fragile body and now that the meeting is over there are hunters everywhere, we have to be careful.

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.