Siphoner Witches Novels & Stories

Their eyes glowing like light in the night. That's when I began to hear the whisperings, a group of people whispering all at once. I couldn't see them, a dense fog covering the direction where their voices were coming from. But I didn't need to see them to know who and what they are. They are siren witches. The same ones the Alpha of the north had asked for help for. I looked back at the field and saw the number of warriors lost. Yet the warriors kept on fighting, standing with their alpha to the death.

"Why don't we make a weapon that can siphon her magic?" "Not a bad idea, Marcella, Wyatt do you think you can get in contact with the Yostilanian witches for their knowledge on siphoning?" Dailon inquired. Yostilanian witches were a race of witches that can siphon magic from supernatural beings. "Yes, that's not a problem," Wyatt assured them, "How-" Mariana started but didn't get the chance to finish as Kuan entered the room. "Lilith, can I steal you away for a moment?" She nods turning back to the group. "I'll be right back." They watched as she left the room with Kuan.

"Did you really think you could use it against me?" Movement exploded around the chamber. The siphoner wolves—five of them, their bodies twisted and wrong from the dark magic that had created them—launched themselves at me from the shadows. Their eyes glowed with purple witch-fire. Their jaws dripped with venom that would paralyze even an alpha. I didn't move. I didn't need to. My power *reached* for them, silver light extending like ethereal claws, and the siphoner wolves simply... ceased. Their bodies dissolved into ash and shadow, their corrupted existence snuffed out as easily as blowing out candles.

The adult werewolves chattered amongst themselves, some in groups and others in pairs. I should have felt sheer unbridled abhorrence towards them for everything they had put me through. 5 years of name calling and unwarranted scornful insults, I stood on the raised podium, as their Luna. Following the threat from the alpha leader, they had no choice but to submit to the very witch they apparently loathed.

My bones ached with the sudden pull of power. The shadows rippled. My body tensed, and the scent of burning sage hit me hard. “It’s a trap,” I breathed. The moment the words left my lips, the tunnels erupted. Dozens—no, scores—of witches emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing crimson and violet, their chants filling the air with cursed incantations. They moved like smoke, their hands wreathed in fire and storm. “Defensive circle!” Silas roared, his voice echoing through the tunnels. Warriors shifted, blades drawn, their growls resonating in unison.

she shrugged. "Why?" I blurted out. "Because we are siphon twins" she said by way of explanation. "huh?" I responded without thinking as Madame Lux laughed. "They are identical twins but they share magic by siphoning it between each other and back and forth. However they can also siphon and harvest magic from other witches and give it to another witch. in simple terms they can take a witches magic and put it in themselves or another witch." Madame Lux explained a hint of laughter in her voice. "So as you can imagine Carmen wants the twins to give her more power." she added.

“The ‘why’ I don’t know…but the how…they have a few witches here working with them. I overheard them talking about it last time I was taken for feeding. They’ve gotten close, from what I heard, but the venom kills the wolf during the shift. Usually, our accelerated healing repairs us as fast as we shift, but with the venom in our system the wolves have been dying half-shifted.” “So, they’re killing off the human side, to leave a venom deranged wolf…but then the wolves are dying trying to shift?” I was horrified at the images in my head. She nodded. “Who would do that? Why would witches be involved?” Fiona shrugged. “I don’t know why. It’s just what I’ve caught whispers of…” The door rattled

“Was already coming to that, but let’s tackle it. Siphons, unlike witches, do not need to utter words, though there are advanced spells that might need words, but they can do basic magic by just thinking about it.” The red ball was swirling now. “Like I said, nature always finds a way to balance every magic it gives and witches are no different. If they can access their magic without touching anything or finding it first, then they can also think of what they want to happen without first uttering words, you can imagine how out of control they would be.” Siphons. I had no idea there was a thing like that.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.