Secrets Of The Silent Witch Novels & Stories

But is it really crazy if I get to unlock my wolf and become normal? Silence enveloped the four corners of the chamber until the Highest Priestess opened the black book and began intoning some foreign words that only she, and the other witches, could understand. It was a black spell meant to communicate with the moon and its spirit. The Highest Priestess kept chanting the same phrases, closing her eyes for a brief moment and opening them with her eyeballs rolling back.

Agatha summoned a powerful magic. The black she-wolf tried to move but couldn't. She looked around her and saw that she was held by Agatha's magic. "What?" She was tryign to pull herself free, but couldn't. Agatha sneered at her. "When did you put your magic wrapped around me?" There were vines grabbing the black she-wolf's from beneath the ground and holding her still. "Silence is the deadliest secret," said Agatha. "What?" asked the black she-wolf, she was beginning began to panic.

It was unlikely we would both be allowed to pair with each other, but it wasn't impossible. "Silence," Mrs. Periwinkle said, and everywhere quietened. Despite her advanced age, her voice carried powerful commands that couldn't be resisted. With just one word, every student would stop whatever they were doing. So, aside from being tagged as the duck, she was the grand witch of Mystic Academy.

"You will not hide forever. But right now, you must be patient. There is a place you need to go when you are stronger. Mooncrest Academy. But only when the time is right." "Mooncrest Academy?" I had heard rumors about it. A school for all kinds of supernatural beings. Witches, shifters, vampires. "Why there?" She pressed her lips together and did not answer. Instead, she handed me a piece of bread with some cheese. "Eat. You will need your strength." I took the food but my mind was racing. My old life was gone. People wanted me dead. And now this old witch was keeping secrets from me. As I ate, a strange warmth started in my chest. It spread down my arms. I looked at my hands. My blood... it

“They gave us a can of peaches and told us to keep moving.” “At least they gave you something,” someone muttered from the doorway. I turned. A woman stood there with her arms folded. I hadn’t learned her name yet. The man nodded. “They didn’t have to.” “No,” she said. “They didn’t.” Elise looked at her. “Rebecca.” “What?” Rebecca looked deeply offended. “Not now.” Rebecca’s mouth tightened. She left. The silence remained. Elise sighed. “She’s scared.” The mother looked down at Ethan. “We all are.”

I can’t decide if I’m attracted to her or creeped out. “So tell me,” she asks, “since I’m assuming you’re not that great of a tipper, what’s the second payment for?” “Information.” “Ahhh.” The witch throws a framed photograph into the cauldron, which lets up a green steam as she stirs it again. “That’s enough to buy my silence, which is exactly how much Ava Williams paid me.” I glare at the witch for dropping Ava’s name, just to make sure I know she has the information I want. I reach into my jacket pocket once more, dropping a third bag of equal weight in coin onto the table.

The air simply grew heavier, filled with that suffocating, sharp scent of ozone that always followed witch magic. “Rest time is over, little memento,” the lead witch whispered. Her bare face, without the mask, looked even more repulsive in the cave’s blue glow. “Your Alpha is moving too slowly. It seems he needs a little… motivation.” Two more figures stepped out of the shadows. They held long staffs studded with shards of ice, their tips vibrating ominously. “What do you want?” I asked, but my voice came out dry and hoarse. “What Silas promised but never dared to give,” the witch replied, waving her hand.

They stopped inches away from him, and the one in the center reached out a claw-like hand to touch the silver hair at his temple. "Silas is a brute," the witch whispered. "He fights with steel and hate. You cannot kill hate with light, Elias. Light only makes shadows longer. To kill a monster, you must use the Dark Side of the Moon." "I’ve seen enough dark magic," Elias said, pulling back. "I saw what the Council did with the Tainted Ichor. I won't turn my people into monsters just to win a war." "It is not a poison," the witch cackled. "It is a Silence. We have a weapon—an ancient ritual called the Lunar Eclipse. It does not give you strength. It takes away the strength of those who do not

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

SIERRA "You smelt ash, Sierra. That is the distinct smell of a witch practicing black magic. She has probably disguised herself as a wolf to spy on us," exclaims elder Raoul. "I encountered one when I fought off Princess Evanora's abductor." Hearing the words, I freeze in my tracks. I turn to look at the elder who seems to be pleased that he knows who this spy is.