Smurfs Witchcraft Romane & Geschichten

“Okay, then I’ll take your word for it. They harmed no witches.” “Of course, they didn’t harm any witches. There’s no species of supernatural creature truly connected to witches. The church made up the whole witch thing and then tried to fit every person into that category that didn’t fit their narrowminded views or got in their way. Others just ran with it for their benefit. The closest creatures that exist are Druids, Mages, and, of course, Shifters. That whole changing into bats and cats is probably from someone witnessing a shifter changing form. Druids are natural healers and close to nature. Mages, they’re educated, they work their magic through study, and a connection to the stars.”

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

Wyatt asked me. "Not the faces, but the names, yes. Caluder was my mother's clan." I felt Wyatt's hand squeeze mine. "and the Spivey clan is from the Moon Valley coven. I can't speak for all of them, but over half of these women are witches." "That's what I was assuming." Wyatt said. "Did you sense any other supernatural beings inside the club when you dropped Mana's bond?" "I was too busy running from you." I said. "And zapping us." Archie added, mocking his hand as if they were electrified.

"Spread her legs and make them free. I love them when they fight back. As he pulled his zip down I struggled and pushed him away. I felt fingers and claws around My thigh, I tried struggling more, not wanting my pants to be pulled down. It finally registered to me that it was particularly cold that evening. I Was nothing compared to their strength, and the fact that they were calling their wolves to the surface. My eyes began to change and I saw a twinkling flash before my eyes, I called into my wolf, something I had only done once. "Take her far away and hide her, find a sorcerer, and put a controversy in her mind. We must prevent anyone from seeing her" "I am afraid…. " "Don't be. I'ill me

Lola chuckled, “Magic powers?” No one laughed and Tristan responded, “All the wolves from the Fire Wolf clan were born with magical abilities. Like reading minds, hurting people by looking at them, controlling water, teleporting, speaking to animals and so much more. They said that the first Fire Wolf Agnitus was able to set anything on fire where he set his eyes on.” Lola understood by now that they were all dead serious about this, so she asked, “So what happened to them? “

I wonder as I try to pull away again but to no avail. "I'm sorry. "I whisper before saying the incantation that releases his hand and throws him across the lawn; he hits the grass as I run to the door, another growl sounding out, but this time no screams follow. I twist the handle frantically. Mom, grandma, where are you? The door is closed, and it does not budge. I step back, take a deep breath, and whisper another spell to open the door, but it repels, striking me; I stumble back before regaining my footing. That is right because all werewolves have their witches who protect them. I grunt, feeling the side effects of the repelled spell. The growl sounds again as I start pounding on the doo

The pain from my stomach is enough to remind me of the torture I would go through. “I swear on my life.” I avowed but he still wasn’t convinced. “Curses are like wounds and all wounds require treatments to be cured. I’ll be needing some ingredients that will be used for the ritual process to break your curse. I don’t know the ingredients to be specific but with the help of grimoires, I should be able to decipher them and the required process.” “Grimoires?” He uttered as he came closer. “You mean those witch books that contain spells and stuff?”

"Witches are dangerous. Everyone knows that." "This one wasn't. Just... unconventional." Britney shrugged. "She lives a few hours north. Deals in herbs mostly. Natural remedies. Some people call her a charlatan, but my sister swears she's the real thing." A witch. The word settled in my mind like a seed finding fertile soil. Magic was real—every wolf knew that. Our own existence proved it. Shape-shifting, mate bonds, and the Moon Goddess herself. But witches operated outside pack law, outside the rules that governed our world.

My family, the true High Wolves, were meant to rule, shield, and protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, as strong as an ancient mountain. But even mountains can crack. All it took was trust, handed to the wrong hands. The woman who came into our lives had a smile that could win the hearts of men. Hair white as snow and eyes that glowed a beautiful blue. She spoke like a queen, but didn’t treat the wolves any differently. My father let her inside our home, our pack, but it was her magic that seeped into our walls and spread poison. I saw her whisper to a rogue alpha, his eyes hungry with power, and she fed him what was ours. Together, the High Witch and the current High Wolf took our

classes. I found out they had mates and pups. That only mated males and she-wolves could guard an unmated she-wolf. I argued with them it is better to be the same with males that are unmated. This was sexist with a capital "S". I had the guards take me to go get a full-length mirror. After that, we head towards the Witches' house. Guess who comes strolling towards us, yep you got it, Nicolas. He smiles at me and then looks horrified at the guards. I can tell he is trying to be upset with me however I can tell he is suppressing a laugh. He tells the guards to go look in the window at their reflection. I could hear a gasp and then a growl. He lets them go, letting them know he was taking over