Slime Witch Novels & Stories

, he tells pointing towards one clay tablet which has letters written in old Latin language which is different than the evolved Latin which humans know, being a witch I clearly understand and can read it since my childhood. “usus vulpis rubri mortui sanguinis ad tollendum venenum e lamia efficax est cum sol corpus ferit”, I read it out loud unconsciously deep in the thoughts. I remember seeing few vampires coming and leaving my parents work place when I was young, but I didn’t knew that witches and wizards used to note down these things when they have photogenic memory and they teach others practically making medicines than giving notes. “What was that?”, Dr Wilson asks curiously to which I

James hesitated for some time as I waited patiently besides him to know the truth, he looked into my eyes innocently and started speaking "I am a Vampire." He was shocked at my reaction because he had expected that I would be scared but I just nodded and waited for him to complete "You are not shocked." I smileed and looked into his eyes "If I know about Cameron then it is obvious I know about vampires." He was taken aback "How do you know so much, who are you." I took in a deep breath "I am a witch and for now I can only tell you this." He stammered as he tried to gain what I said "Witch"

The latch part had sliced through his cheek, pouring blood through his plump fingers. Gail’s sense of victory was short-lived when she heard a faint whispering on the wind. Ice slid down Gail’s spine. Whatever was in the incantation, it was foul. Several of what Gail thought were witches fell to their knees. They screamed as their body contorted and shifted into gigantic wolves.

Hermione The time has finally come when I'm going to see where my mother has grown up, the excitement that I'm feeling is so unreal and I can't wait to learn more about her and see the other witches, so far Jamilla and Gloria are the only that I have know and I don't consider Gloria one, when she has to have a sacrifice in other for her to have power.

Her pussy continued to twitch and leak weak squirts into the growing puddle beneath her. Lilithara stood tall and triumphant, her massive 14-inch futa cock still rock-hard and glistening with thick strands of throat slime. She slowly stroked the veined shaft as she looked over the four chained witches with glowing golden eyes full of wicked promise. “Your leader has been properly broken,” the succubus purred, voice dripping with lust. “Now it’s time to corrupt the rest of you pretty little mortal sluts. Every hole. Every inch of you will belong to me tonight.”

"What did she say?" "The bracelet was embedded with black magic." I was right. "Black magic?" She gasped in shock. "You mean witches?" I never thought how adorable I was until Nick chuckled and brushed a hair back from her eyes. "Yes." How did she meet one if Leah received that bracelet from a witch? If I recall, witches live in the Demon Realm. They are hideous creatures that live in a boiling swamp, and like in media such as The Witches, movie; they have long pointy noses, warts on their faces, and they are all black, covering them entirely like skin. To distinguish them from humans, they are bald. That is why they wear wigs to hide them.

Humiliated and Heartbroken hunchback Adrian gifted Mariana a farewell gift which was a pure silk red colored gown embellished with ocean pearl, Marian immediately became obsessed with that gown and she wore it however from that very time she felt weird changes in her body, by next sunrise her entire body got covered in boils, soon her boils started bleeding, and she got bed ridden, hearing this incident my grandmother quickly mentioned that Adrian was indeed a ‘Warlock’, A warlock is a male practitioner of witchcraft, she also scolded Mariana parents for her ill upbringing, Marianna parents begged grandmother to heel their daughter however grandmother only promised to help if they give her p

he explained. "Brock, how can I sever this vile tether to the vampire enslaving my friend?" "The path to liberation is fraught with peril. She faces a critical choice: vanquish her vampire master or implore a witch for assistance to escape her bonds. However, one must tread cautiously when engaging with witches, as their demands are steep and their bargains treacherous. They might claim the fate of your firstborn or siphon a portion of your life's essence each month to preserve their youth. More often than not, the price of their aid carries a burden heavier than the advantages it confers.

CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: MY NAME IS Clara Peterson and what you are about to read is the story of my life. However before we delve into the story proper, let me introduce you to my squad. We are more like a family. You dare one of us and you are taking on all of us. There is Ray Glazebrook, my boyfriend or anyways, soon to be boyfriend. He is a werewolf. Infact, he is the Alpha of a werewolf pack called the Kraits. He is immortal and very powerful. Then we have my best friend, Janet Johnson or as I like to call her JJ. She is a witch with the powers to control and manipulate storms. This means she can control lightning. We then have Ethan Vanderbilt, the only hybrid amidst us. He is both

Hestia sighed and reached into her tunic to pull out a small, dried lily that looked exactly like the one I had seen in the dungeon, and she pressed it into Ilyra’s palm with a final, warning squeeze. "Follow the current where the water runs backwards toward the center, and when the air starts to taste like copper, you’ll know you've reached the edge of their territory," the old woman whispered. I helped Ilyra back up out of the cellar, and as we walked away from the ruins of the storehouse, I felt the old woman’s eyes on my back like a physical weight that I knew I would never be able to shake off. The rain had turned into a steady downpour, and the thought of the Drowned Witches waiting in