Spider-witch Novels & Stories

Their method of advancement was to absorb other people’s energy, which was simply wicked. Their main target was not humans but other creatures. The spiders specialized in a powerful charm technique that could bewitch almost every creature. “We're one of the four unique races in existence, and the other unique race is the spiders. I don’t know much about the other two unique races, so everything is still a mystery! That spider woman’s charm technique is so strong that I think she must be the holy maiden of her family, not unlike my status. “Only someone with that identity could cast such a powerful charm. Speaking of which, I could do it too, but you neutralized my charm so easily.”

Sam lifted his hand from his uncle's badge and shook the captain's hand as Moss said; As they looked at the giant arachnids corpse, the four agents began to brush themselves off after a hectic battle in Chicago. Do you know the first thing I expected to do in visiting the city was try one of their hotdogs, not kill a cage you that spits acid, Scott complained. Well whoever sent this spider our way most likely very powerful witchcraft, Sam added. Something that big in that dangerous couldn’t be made by an average spellcaster. Hers doesn’t seem to be the type of spellcaster to summon a creature like this, Olivia said. Then again, those dark elves are up to anything

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

She howled in pain, her husband had broken her heart, and the heart of the pack. After the war amongst witches, wolves and humans, it was discovered that the real enemies are the humans, so the witches lived among the wolves, in harmony, they had no issues, they shared things in common, and helped each other in different ways, until something happened, a witch living among the wolves fell inlove with a human, whose number one priority was to hunt wolves for tearing his family apart, the witch, shared details with this human, who in return killed her and the wolves he could get, ever since then, the wolves banned the witches to stay on their own, never to be seen close to wolves again. No wol

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

The second time, she had only requested he found a special spider and bring it to her –alive. Okay, I do not wanna know what she did with it. Repulsion filled me as I absolutely could not stand the idea of going anywhere near those creepy eight-legged creatures. Dead? Maybe. But, alive? No way in hell would I ever make a potion or use a spell that would require them living and kicking. The lengths he had had to go through to find out I was a witch and I attended high school made me like his perseverance in his search for me.

Myles garbed a nervous smile as he held her gaze, “Good evening, your grace. We honestly got lost. We never knew your kids were here. If we knew, we’d never come. Besides, that bitchy spider had told them it was just a little mischievous crow. They had first wondered why the spider didn’t come for the eggs herself, but the spider told them that the poisonous vines would affect her, and even though she could fly, she couldn’t do that for long. She was a mutation in her species, and currently, the only one blessed to fly. That’s why she needed them for this task. If they had known it was an SSS-level crow they were going to steal from, would they fucking come here? The young dark-haired lady i

Freya chuckled as she walked it “it smells more like a witches coven than a wolf's pack house. Nothing surprised me more than the audacity of these creatures to mess with my pack, to mess with my rooms, right under my nose. “Told you you were growing soft,” Vuk said. Freya walked up to the window corners, her fingers hovering over the unusual spider webs that hung around. “Sven” she called out worriedly “this isn't an ordinary witch's doing” she turned around to me “She's high ranked” That explained why I couldn't trace her scent—she could mask it somehow. “How the hell did this even happen?” I walked up to her, my eyes scanning the enchantment sitting on every corner of the room.

“We’re definitely in the right place.” Something shifted above them. Riley’s head snapped up— Too late. The spider dropped. It hit the ground in front of them with a heavy impact, its massive body settling low as its legs spread outward, each one ending in hooked points that dug into the webbed floor. Its eyes glowed faintly. Watching. A red glow appeared above it. Verdant Broodmother — Level 15 (Boss) HP: one million Hayes let out a breath. “Yeah… that’s more like it.”

Just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, another line of elegant script appeared on the page. It read: “Clue 1: Find me at the bottom of the spider queen’s glass, though do beware she can be quite crass.” No. No, absolutely not. Even as I shook my head, fighting to erase the words now etched into my consciousness, I couldn’t ignore the truth. My first clue was with the spider queen: Aranea, Goddess of Arachnids. Draco snarled loudly enough to send those nearest to us skittering back. He ran his fingers through his frosted hair and exhaled through his teeth.