Surfer Witch Novels & Stories

Just what the fuck was going on. “Tell me again, who is this woman and what is her deal?” Vivian looked so sad, I couldn’t believe the people in that pack, what was wrong with them, why didn’t they take care of their pack members? “Her name is Aurora; she is such a witch!” I could hardly hold myself back when she called her a witch.

Lucien nodded, “of course, I will call a meeting tomorrow. Let me draw up the paperwork then we can sign in front of our pack.” As I nodded I realized that we were both playing with a deck of cards that we didn’t know the hand to. I had no idea that Samantha was a witch. After judging Lucien’s reaction to her I don’t think he knew her full power. She had to be powerful. I had my own warlock and even he had told me her power while raw is massive.

"I'm sorry; I just wanted to be clear." "You did, and you did it well. I'll respond right away. Whether I joined a cult or a demonic organization, these are my personal issues, so don't try to get any clarifications. Whether you like it or not, this is who I am. To be honest, I am a witch, and I can prove it to you," she admitted as she looked at her. She could see that her last words frightened her, but she still did it. When she flicked her fingers, fire appeared at the tip of her fingers.

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

She remained motionless for a bit before she got on one knee in front of the woman. “I know that she would be able to survive it, she had been nurturing herself under the rogue bitch after all.” She glanced at Layla who was still in a submissive pose. “Just think about the endless possibilities if she was the one we caught.” “It was those Damn Seekers' fault for releasing her!” The witch beside her said viciously, as she stared at her product in dissatisfaction. It wasn't perfect, the only way to create a perfect product was to use Aurora Wells who had a high level of strength and resilience.

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

“Explain what you mean, lass.” “Witches like me only retain our power as long as we have our virtue. If a man steals it, we lose whatever gifts we have. If you were to deflower me, sir, I would no longer have the gift of Sight.” She licked her lips and looked down as her cheeks flushed. It was clear the topic embarrassed the poor girl. He frowned. “Must it be me specifically?” He wasn’t certain why he asked the question, for the idea of allowing any of his warriors to be the one to take her virginity immediately caused a surge of anger he had to bank down and breathe through.

Kira had more chances of seeing it than him. "You can either follow her to find out or remain here," I walked closer to the signboard and touched it. "Alpha Hendrix K. Ajax of Lúa Infinita here to see the unnamed witch," I expected the snake to swallow me but instead, I felt my body warped into the signboard and the next thing I knew, I was falling from an orange vortex with purple lightning flashes. The force of the vortex was like falling into a powerful and angry hurricane and then getting thrown into a whirlpool with body-ripping electricity surging through it.

Sabrina grunted, her golden shield flickering under the relentless assault. I lunged forward, slamming the dagger into the orb. A high-pitched scream filled the room as the orb cracked, releasing a shockwave that sent the witch and her creatures reeling. She staggered, her power faltering as Sabrina seized the moment. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a concentrated blast of light that struck the witch head-on. The witch collapsed to her knees, her dark magic fading as Sabrina advanced, her breathing ragged but victorious. Together, we moved towards her with Sabrina binding her with some sort of invisible shackles.

Zayn started. "I'm not a witch doctor," she interjected. "I'm a doctor who happens to be a witch." Zayn stood there in silence, looking at her in surprise. He hadn't expected her to speak to him with such assertiveness. He was used to people being intimidated by him and following his orders without question. "I'm not here to be bossed around by you," she said, crossing her arms. "I'm here to help!”