Slime Witch Novels & Stories

Hecate says to her, taking Willow by surprise. "My mom? I guess you would know her since you would know all of your children." "I know of her and her bloodline from before up to now." Hecate raised her hands, a black fog morphing into an bust like image of Willow, but older and slightly sharper features. "You may be the first half-Witch of your bloodline, but you come from a line of powerful Witches. You, are the daughter of the Witch that slain Karmina to begin with." Hecate made the black mist disappear. Willow felt her legs buckle as she dropped to her knees, staring at the ground as the news settled in.

Nancy was going over a few beast-type magical creatures, discussing their rankings and abilities. "Slime, class-pawn creatures, rank at the bottom of the food chain. Slimes can stretch their body to unbelievable shapes, sizes, and have different abilities depending on the color. For example, Green Slime can excrete acid. Blue Slimes are water-based while Red Slimes are fire-based." Ms. Nancy had them open their books; on the page to the left was the picture of the different colored slimes, with information written on the bottom.

“Witches Myan, I heard that there is a new adventurer with a new Witches bloodline enrolled in the Sirum City branch adventurer guild.” Witches Madea spoke with the Witches head of the Sirum City branch. Witches Myan is the head of the Witches Coven branch in Sirum City. This old lady is one of the High-level Witches in the Witches community who is respected in SULIME REALM. This old lady was over 300 years old where high-level Witches as well as werebeasts with high-level powers had a lifespan of up to 500 years. In SULIME REALM, the possessor of high-level power lived up to 500 years at most.

My voice sounded firm and warm. She looked at me and waved her head.“If you know who I am, will you still accommodate me?” I went still for a while, just looking at her. What if I’ve harbored the enemy? Man, that would be very bad. "Who are you? I cannot decide anything by just guessing. “ She smiled at my courage. "I am a witch from the Siki forest. I was wounded by a wolf with black Magic called Slyvia”... I frowned immediately, that Slyvia again. Why is she not dead?

Nik went ahead to tell them about the Zombie witches. I could feel the dread rolling off of them in waves. "Do you really think I will believe your bullshit?" Alpha Ralph crossed his arms. "No. But you best believe your eyes." He said and at the snap of his fingers, four slaves pushed in a large screen on wheels. It turned on and then a video started playing—a video I hadn't seen before. A man was standing next to an old woman in a black cloak. "That's Adrik and a witch—an extremely strong one."

Females are scarce, witches even more so, but I've scented one. She smells ripe and potent. Her essence lingers like venom in a vein...berries, earth, and wild magic that could swell my coffers with heirs. No more scraping for half-breed spawn from unwilling sluts. This one will breed true, or I'll wring her dry trying.ur. "Slither back to your swamps. This ground's claimed."

Effect: +1 luck. Last wishes of weak pink slimes? Now that he looked around, Zen saw that there were no more tiny pink slimes using him as a playground. Only one was left, and it was the only one who wanted to become his pet. “Meep!” Zen accepted the request, and he received a new title. === Slime Tamer Description: Your compassion for the weak baby slimes moved their hearts. Effects: You can summon a pink slime pet in dungeons floors 1 to 10 for 5 seconds every 2 minutes.

My hands were still moving and went under her dress. “What are you…. ahhh!” “See.” I waved the silver across her face, it glistened with traces of her blood, and threw it to the floor. She gulped loudly and began to speak. “She is called Talitha. She's a head Witch but was made a slave by the Alpha and there's something between them he hates her but doesn't want to let her go.” “A witch? Hades is crazy over those heathens it's laughable are you sure you aren't making this up?”

I explained, “Witches do it, so they kill their prey slowly and painfully. Now I don’t care anymore if you live or die. But if you don’t want to suffer more, you better open those plump lips and start answering what I ask you. Are we clear?” The slither poison was a deadly venomous poison made by witches who use dark magic. The poison would burn you from the inside out. Eating every muscle, killing your monster side first, and once you are a human, it will burn and kill you, making you drown in your blood. Every organ melts inside you, and you can feel it as it moves inside like a snake. “Now,” I said, retaking a seat, “The first question, Why does Nikolas think I’m royal?”

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.