Soul Of A Witch Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Is it a recipe for making people less annoying? Because if so, I have requests.” Sonia smacks his shoulder. “Parker, shut up.” I take a breath and run my fingers along the edge of the book. “It’s a book on ancient witchcraft. Forbidden rituals. Curses. And—more importantly—antidotes.” Theo leans forward. “Antidotes for what?” I glance at him, at the concern in his eyes, the weight of it pressing down on me like chains. “For soul transference. Mirror curses. Spells that make you think someone is someone else. Or worse… make the whole world believe a lie.”

Alpha Sioux asked the second question, "My second question is: What are your thoughts about Sara?" I replied to him honestly, "Let me make it clear to you that it is not because of our mate bond." He nodded and I continued, "So I feel she has some evil spirit, the correct word is aura, her aura is evil, she is not kind, she fakes. She has some motivation and as you have said she is a witch. I have heard her thoughts. She lied to you on your face and you didn't catch that." Alpha Sioux looks confused and asks to correct himself, "Wait a second, did you just say you heard her thoughts?"

My eyes were fixated on the witch at the top of the stairs thinking of all the ways I could kill her. 'Her blood will taste amazing,' Cinnabar was huffing and pacing in my mind. He was the only reason I'd made small progress of moving my arms. We could feel through the connection that Eloise was in pain. She was distressed. 'The pups,' my wolf growled out. A snarl ripped through my lips sounding muffled but loud enough to make the witch turn to us once again. She rolled her orange eyes at me stepping down the stairs with her arms crossed.

AURORA'S POV There was a huge mansion in woods which was white in colour with cream interior. The place gives a warm vibe but I know from far that this is going to be a hell of a ride for me. I should find a way and escape from here as soon as possible. I couldn’t escape in car because I was all panicked and was not that good in teleportation spell. I needed some time in peace so that I get the spell to work but the nerves ponding against my skin made me dumb as they said what a weak witch I am. My parents would be really disappointed in me. As soon as I was thrown into a dark room my restrains were opened letting me feel my sore hands. These motherfuckers tied them pretty tight. The darknes

“Okay Dad.” “Go back to sleep.” Her dad tucks her in and then he goes back to his room. The morning came and they headed to the witches cottage. As they got closer the image that Isabella saw kept flashing in her head. Each time it got clearer. They finally reached the witch's house and She was outside in her garden. The witch heard a twig snap and she turned to see who it was. She smiled when she realised it was Isabella and her father. The witch invites them Inside to have some cookies and milk. Isabella told her about what she heard and what she saw. The Good Witch thanked her for telling her and then she walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a strange looking shell.

he suggested and I pursed my lips. “But how would I—-” I stopped when I sensed something. It was like a whisper dropped into my mind out of nowhere. It wasn’t Dante, I knew that. But it felt like I already knew what I had to do to reveal the words written inside the book. “It must be your soul energy guiding you. Witches and their memories are connected through soul energy and one can tap into it if their soul awakens. I believe you have reached that level.” Dante spoke in my head.

“It’s not another dead end.” I held the book up, opening to the worn page, the faded ink still clear enough to read. “There’s a story. A wolf… a warrior. He died, and his mate wouldn’t let him go. She waited for the full moon, and when the light touched his skin… something happened.” Liz’s lips parted, but no words came out. “They said the soul remembered. That it came back.” She blinked, eyes flicking down to the book, then back up to me.

' The evil wizard was making bargains even after seeing the immense power my mate possessed. 'You will pay for this. ' I could feel my wolf fading out of me and for once in my life I felt real fear. Then she screamed, the sound almost shattering the earth into pieces. Her eyes shut, her legs bending and a force pulling her to the ground. It all happened in a flash and when she stood up and opened her eyes...They were magnificent brown - tinged gray, like the moon.

She was afraid that would be the case. "Is there a way to remove the soul from the mortal realm?" she asks her now, a loud clash of lightning striking a little too close to the cliffs. Willow jumped, taking a step back from the edge but Hecate placed a hand back on her shoulder and put her back in the same spot again. "Her soul was released from the grave site by an ancient spell. A spell that no Witch has an ability to cast." Hecate informs her.

He moved my shirt aside exposing my neck and then his warm breath hit my skin, he sniffed at it as he spoke "It's been a long time and I still remember how you taste, I could never find anything better and the wonderful odour that you have is so inviting." Goosebumps rose on my skin and I knew he was gonna bite me so my eyes closed themselves in fear. I began to panic at first but then I took in a deep breath to relax myself then I reminded myself that I was a witch with this thought I opened my eyes and snapped my fingers and with that he was on the floor away from me. I took this opportunity and began to run towards my car at the fastest speed I could but I could not make it too far becaus