Serve Ranni The Witch Novels & Stories

I could only smile at her honesty. Sarah continued. “From what I know about the rituals that witches engage in, I believe that they are planning to capture Raina alive, although how alive would be irrelevant. They would perform a ritualistic ceremony and drain her blood, collecting it for use in their potions.” Sarah whispered the next part. “The ceremony would kill her.”

“There might be a way,” she murmured. “But it won’t be easy.” Samantha leaned forward eagerly. “Tell me.” Menar lowered her voice. “Not far from here—past the river bend—lies a ruined village. You remember it, don’t you? The one where the witches and sorcerers were banished after Theo enforced Damian’s decree against magic.” Samantha’s eyes lit up with intrigue. “Yes… I remember.” “I know someone there,” Menar continued. “An old witch who owes me a favor. She might still have potions—spells that can twist sight and bend the heart. If I ask her for a draught that makes Theo see you as his beloved Rina, just for one night…”

It was creepy gothic. "How do you know my name?" Kim demanded preparing to launch herself at the weird woman "Wrong question. The right question would be who am I? And what can I do for you? But I'll save us some time by answering them both. I am Raven. A dark witch. Or should I say, thee best dark witch. Oh by the way, sorry for slamming you into that wall. You vampires are fast, I didn't have another more polite method of stopping you" she said casually. Kim tilted her head not following the point of this "Oh yes as to what I can do for you, well I can save him" Raven added pointing a thin pale finger to Talons body. His eyes were closed and his breaths sounded more shallow erratic. Kim de

Where did that come from? "Our practice is generally limited here, due to the Alpha of the werewolves.", says Rachel leaning closer, in a quiet voice, almost like a whisper. "The most powerful witch in the town is Lord Loucas, he owns the funeral home downtown. He is a bone witch, as most are in his coven. The rest of us are good for fortune telling and some protection spells or jars."

Tawny continued with a shrug, “But I’m sure that's not the reason why you asked us to come here.” “Of course it isn't!” Ruzette insisted, “More so since that statement is false, but also because of the rumors I've been hearing. I've heard that-” “Here you go, darlings. Another round of meads and cider.” The wench picked up the empty mugs and replaced them with the full ones. I happily reached over to grab my mug of mead, “I’ll be right back with your food. Cooks almost finished with the buttered potatoes and sandwiches.”

Nico groaned as his connection with the pack snapped. “GO! Your rogue team is waiting for you outside. I already gave them all the possible locations of the white witch. They already know what to do. Start running now before my warriors start hunting you down. Oh, and Nico, you only get five rogue warriors,” he taunted with a wicked smirk grazing his lips. “RUN.” [End of flashback] “Fuck!”

"Where can I get it?" "That's the problem, you can't. Only a very powerful witch can make it. But where will you find one? And how will you convince them to help you?" It would have been impossible indeed but not for Rina, she knew a witch, a very powerful witch. "Silva, thanks a lot, I have to go" Rina told Silva. "Go where, where are you going?" Silva looked confused. Rina kissed her cheek before leaving her house. She shifted to her wolf form and ran home at high speed.

Ryan said looking at the ground sadly. "How did you know I'm not just a normal human?" Xander asked. "I felt your mana. We, wolves are sensitive to one's mana, you see. And I also put two and two together and guessed that you must be the dark lord's long-lost son." Ryan explained. "Excuse me, but, we must perform the ritual and spell of memory alteration before her highness, Queen Olivia Lilan gains consciousness." An aide of one of the high elders interrupted, to which all three just nodded.

As she looked at the people in front of her, she knew immediately what was happening, especially when Achim muttered a word. "Witches..." The woman smirked, clearly pleased. "Good for you to know. Now, go to sleep," she said, snapping her fingers. To her horror, Achim slumped to the floor, unconscious. Raven screamed and desperately tried to reach for him, but she couldn't move. The woman turned to face her with a wicked smile. "You, on the other hand, will come with us," the woman said, snapping her fingers again. Before she could react, Raven found herself collapsing on the floor, her vision going blurry. The two other witches moved toward her, and she tried to fight them off, but her stre

, she said with more confidence than she felt, ignoring the fact that her skin was crawling with fear. "Your undoing", the woman snickered, her eyes glinting dangerously in the dim lighting. "What do you want?", Merlin questioned, slowly backing away while flexing her hands behind her back. "Let me show you", as she spoke, the raven-haired witch raised her arms with her hands facing Merlin and flicked her wrists, sending her flying backwards into the bookshelves behind her.