Slime Witch Novels & Stories

"Don't fret, little Baseline. We won't kill the father yet. He will make a fine thrall once we’ve extracted the prize." A bolt of green fire slammed into the floor at my feet, melting the "congealed moonlight" of the Spire's floor into a sludge of toxic slime. I felt the Hum in my blood recoil, offended by this jagged, wild magic. The witches weren't trying to index the world; they wanted to rot it.

she asked. "Rothchild's slipper orchids" I replied to her. "That is a powerful flower used by witches but very rare," she said. "Sheila, how did you know about that flower and its use? " She smiled before replying, "I come from a family of witches" "my mum was a hybrid, her mum was powerful and lived in the silver moon pack but no one saw her again after the attack on the pack and no one saw her body and I believe she is still alive"

That we could have children and perpetuate my bloodline. And now my poor Eden was about to have her baby killed! By this witch bitch! And again, this was MY fault! I’d been so fixated on finding a trace for Chloe’s potion, that I’d walked right into Lucinda’s trap. I couldn’t believe it. The rain pounded down on me, dripping off my face. My hands shook with rage. Slade was bound by a spell, unable to move or make a single noise. I’d left werewolf territory and now I was in witch’s domain, where their powers were strongest.

I smirked… and I said yes… ___________ Zack" We already found the witch of air Lue, Now we are looking again at the witch of soil. We have to convince him to come with us. “Where the hell we can find witch” The Witch of Fire Ask “Just look for it Stop talking,” Sasha said I just shook my head because we just go back from started They were fighting, and then they were going to disappear But the queen said They have to at least hold each other So they could have someone And they would disappear That was the power over the small creature called tiyanak,

I yelp in pain and fall to the ground and change back to my human form. “Master!!!” The witch shouts, running to him as the dust settles. A pile of rubble now settles where Elina once stand. Elina! No, she can’t be dead. She can’t! “Your little light show was fun.” My heart flutters when I hear her voice. She’s okay. She moves away from the broken bricks and walks towards the witch, the Titus, in wolf form. “But now I’m done playing your game.” With a snap of her finger, both Titus and the witch float in the air. She clenches her fist. They both scream loud in pain. Titus changes back to his human form as the blood accumulates in pockets all over their bodies.

I had taught witches just worked with the earth but after coming here, I’ve realized that our dna is different from that of humans and so we are able to control the elements and every creature in it. “So, you are basically easy prey to those of us who grew up knowing all there is to know about all kinds of supernatural beings” she say playing with the ends of her hair. “Get to the point!” I scream, tired of her nonsense. “What makes you think that you are not a prey in the eyes of Damian?” she asked with a smirk and I wanted nothing more than to wipe out that smirk of hers. “Go to hell” I reply before storming out of there, with no interest in whatever she has to say anymore.

Slova explained as she put the goblet back on the table. Oonagh scoffed, turning her head away from staring outside the window. “What do you mean by saying that? He’s kind of devil?” she looked at the witch with her narrowed eyes. Slova shook her head. She swayed her hand to make an emphasis for her following statement. “He’s more than a devil. I could conquer and defeat any demons but he’s…a…divine…creature…” the witch sounded trembling in her voice as she could not hide her worries.

Celestine The towering stained-glass windows, depicting the Moon Goddess in all her divine cruelty, cast fragmented rays of light across the polished marble floor. “Do you, Alpha Killian Storm, take Celestine St. Vireaux as your wife?” The first time I felt Killian Storm, I was seventeen. The mate bond settled into my bones like a promise. A pull so deep, so unshakable, I thought the Moon Goddess herself had reached into my chest and tied me to him.

Robert asked with a secure tone. Louis stepped closer, "That is the riddle I have been trying to solve but you can journey to the kingdom of Nema, there lives a fortune teller that sees beyond the realm, she will help you with what you seek" Louis altered. "A witch?" Robert asked with dismay. Humans who have nothing in common and for him seeking help from a witch will not only bring disaster but a pain to his kingdom. Louis smiled," Mother Wakilimati isn't a witch my lord, she is just a woman endowed with spiritual powers to see beyond what men can't see with bare eyes"

And as for Serina, she was only introduced into four of them — including her late master. Euphemia, the Witch of Vanity. She rose from the land of the Soil governed by the God of Humility. Helga, hailed as the Witch of Treachery was a native of the land of Thunder, dominated by the God of Pledge. Prima, who originated from the land of Nature, was later dubbed as the Witch of Greed — in contrast to their God's principle: Charity.