Spider Witch Soul Eater Novels & Stories

, I assure myself sitting on my office chair turning on my laptop. Soon the dark screen was brighten up with the picture if aurora in which she is smiling innocently looking at the ducks in the pond. This picture of her was taken by Edward two years ago and I had to trade my favourite 70’s pocket watch with him for this picture. “Beautiful”, I murmur looking at her smile in the picture. Who knows the girl smiling and laughing looking all normal in between humans is not just a simple girl but my queen, the last witch on the earth who will hold all the powers of her ancestors in her petite body. The trauma she had to go by watching her parents killed in a massacre led by pack of werewolves in

Dragana POV After the initial shock of seeing the dagger, I quickly realize I could not allow Lord Cazima know anything about it. “Forgive me, you startled me there”, I said quickly to him after we entered the Inner Sanctum. “I completely understand Princess, I have been told I can be intimidating at times”, he said winking at me. Cold shivers were going through me and I kept thinking of my mother’s death, and how she was taken from me so brutally. And here I am, making small talk and drinking tea with her possible killer. “Focus Dragana, you need to understand what is going on”, the soft voice said and she was right. Giving him a little smile, I walked behind him toward the large onyx pool

Alpha Luther from the Sundown pack asked me in a serious tone. Giving him my attention " That's what I thought at first too but after I look into it, some rogue let information slip and at the end we capture the witch that Alpha Nathan was working with" I let my words hang in the room for a moment to see their reaction. I can tell that the elder did not like what I just said but he couldn't do anything about it because everyone in the room will questions his motive. " Did she say anything?" The elder force himself to ask.

making me want to rip her to bits. “I'm certain none of you here have what it takes to end a life, so I had better be on my way.” Everyone was silent. “Hello," the agent exclaimed. “Let us not waste any time, get your fucking voodoo bullshit off me.” Evelyn went closer to her. “You must think we are stupid, don't you?” The agent shrugged one shoulder. “You might not like the answer to that.” “Well, let me introduce myself to you. . . properly.” Evelyn voiced, enunciating every word. “I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.”

Gecko releases me and stands beside Corvu. “Oh come on.” Jade groans, “Don’t tell me you hired these clowns to prank me. Am I on a show of some kind? Is that what this is? Are these things even real-” As she pulls on Gecko’s ear he yelps and she lets go almost immediately. Now she was stunned into silence. “How are you both here?” I ask. This time, Corvu responds, “Well, it took awhile for the word about Witches to circulate, then we had to go find one that was strong enough to send us here.”

he barks into the receiver and gives me the phone. “Lord Hastings,” I say. “My name is Willow Madden, I’m--” “The high priestess, I know.” At least he didn’t call me the dog’s mate or some other derogatory term. “Yes. Your strongest witch needs to travel to the underworld and retrieve a soul reaper – they’ll collect Bernhard’s soul.” “What about the witch that cast the spell?” “She’s dead.” “Of course she is. And where will he go? When the soul reaper collects him?”

The poor werewolf spilled it all, sobbing until she was let go. 'Okay guys what are you talking about? ' If they were going to keep us in darkness then we had no business staying there. 'Janette and Monica. ' 'What about them? ' I raised my left eyebrow. Tamara sipped her soup, moaning as it went down on the back of her tract. Some dripped from the corner of her mouth and the little witch snaked her tongue out and sexily licked it while she openly stared at my lips. That single action arose my cock, turning me into a one hungry beast.

How could anyone keep stealing for fun without thinking of the consequences? He ripped one photograph off the board and tore it into little pieces. The anger made his arms start to grow bigger and clawy but he steeled himself and willed his anger back inside where it needed to stay for now. If he were to let the beast out, it would go straight to Gina and Liana, then tear both of them apart. It had taken all his willpower not to destroy them on that night. Killing them would mean less suffering for them but he needed them to suffer more than he had.

Nothing could spy. "Talk," I said. "You're scaring me." He paced. Back and forth. Like a caged animal. "Went to the underground market. Found a witch who deals in curse knowledge. She recognized what I had immediately." "And?" "And she told me it's a soul eater's curse. Ancient. Banned centuries ago. Designed by master sorcerers to harvest life force and power from victims." My stomach dropped. "Harvest it for what?" "For whoever designed the curse. They feed on the pain. The suffering. The slow destruction. Use it to fuel their own magic. Make themselves stronger."

“Today will be your downfall.” The wolves screamed as the witch chanted a spell. This was a cue on Christine to kill the witch. Witches cannot fight back when their hex exchange with a soul. And on cue, with a grimace expression, she chanted the same spell, but faster. She pointed her finger on the witch and before the latter could kill the gamma, she casted the spell to herself.