Serve Ranni The Witch Novels & Stories

"They said it like it was some sort of cleansing ritual, but it was worse. But I'm not shut to fixing her up. The witches are disgusting." "What the actual fuck?" Zack repeated. "Listen, Zack," I growled. "There's a lot we don't know, there's a lot you don't know, but just pretend like you didn't hear that." Orion looked at Zack, and then at me, his eyes narrowing. He could see for certain they weren't werewolves, but he kept quiet. How Zack reacted to the word witches was proof that they had no idea about werewolves. "Ravenna is going to return at any minute now. The guide would not let me join them. Said only the afflicted could move forward.".

“We will conduct a ritual to help you awaken your powers fully.” Arianna looked at Xavier, who nodded encouragingly. “Let’s do this,” she said, her resolve strengthening. As the witches gathered in a circle around her, Arianna felt the energy shifting, crackling in the air. Seraphina stepped forward, raising her arms as she began to chant in an ancient language. The other witches joined her, their voices harmonizing in a melodic symphony. Arianna closed her eyes, focusing on the warmth building within her. It was as if the energy from the witches flowed into her, awakening the dormant powers inside her. She could feel Aurora stirring, eager to break free.

Lance took her hand in his and clasped it with both hands, but didn’t raise it to his lips. “Yes, thank you for coming so quickly.” Then, Lance turned to me. “This is Raven, and she possesses the gift of magic.” “She’s a witch,” I said, nodding my head, wondering what other supernatural creatures might walk through the door next. “Yes,” she said, circling me slowly as a cat would size up a mouse. “And you are?”

I entered the dungeon to find about fifty of my man , guarding the halls and the cell with proud smirks on their faces and it is indeed a good reason to be proud. Capturing a witch is a hell of a task and the fact they did have find a Radrahan is even better. A Radrahan is an old ancient collar that blocks the power of witches, confessors and other creatures in this areas. " You all will get a week off for your success guys. Now I need an extra chair in the bitch's cell, put it across her and don't say a word, and turn on the cameras "I link them with a smirk. Entering the cell I sit down casually in the chair across from the witch , not saying a word just looking at her.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

But there was only one thing I hated about her. "Elle, meet Alpha Hansel of White Rose Pack." He gestured and she courteously smiled at me. One would easily tell she was shy but I kept quiet regardless. "Isn't she beautiful, Alpha Hansel?" She asked. "I must say, she is. But then again, she's a Witch!" I blurted in disgust. "This Witch is different, she's my personal pet. The best of the best," he gave me a knowing look. "I'm sure you've had a long journey, she can help ease your stress, you know." He winked. "Right Elle?" She nodded nervously.

The intruders were many and their scents were masked so I could barely tell who they were or where they came from. A huge fight had broken out, but the intruders were gaining the upper hand, I caught sight of a group of witches chanting a spell to weaken our wolves and I flew towards them immediately. Not many witches can fly and since they were still on the ground, I was sure that they were not witches of higher rank. Meaning they were no match for me. I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves.

Endrée felt warm all of a sudden and he did not stop her when she placed a quick kiss on his cheek. Suddenly, Endrée heard a gasp. He and Lorene quickly turned their heads and looked at where the sound came from. Endrée was unable to react but his face was stoic. He did not react at all when he saw his mate, Rynari. Rynari heard the scene from the some of the maids she happened to pass by. They were saying something weird. “The woman we met the other day. I heard that she’s a Witch Princess. She’s so pretty! No wonder the Lycan King allowed someone like her in his room!” said an old maid.

Rudina asked. “firstly you have to wake your friends up” The witch said. “Wake them up? But how?–Rudina stood up and went to them. She stared at them as they froze at the spot and also touched them–I wasn’t the one who put did the first spell” Rudina said. The witch turned to her smirking. It was then it occurred to Rudina why she was doing that. “Oh I forgot I’m a witch” She said. “Not just a witch, you are the Damel”.

Ilyra explained, her voice gentle but firm as she held the old woman’s hand. "The Nexus? You're both fools if you think you can just walk into the center of the marsh and take what you want, because the path is guarded by the Drowned Witches now," Hestia said, and she looked up at me with a grim, knowing smile that chilled me to the marrow. "They are the spirits of the women your pack threw into the black pools during the raids, and they’ve spent the last twenty years waiting for a Rauvenhollow wolf to come back so they can pull him down into the silt and keep him there forever."