Surfer Witch Novels & Stories

There was something far more powerful about her, to have this much power didn’t make sense. All the books I had managed to find described Witches as nothing more than creatures of the earth. Creatures that use herbs and potions. They were described as harmless. It didn't match Cooper and it didn't match Thalia. And if they are really harmless, why did Wolves like me and Xavi exist? The thick grey clouds that litter the sky above White Cliffs seem to be getting darker by the second. “She doesn’t like music?” I ask with a frown “She hates it. I don’t know why.” Indy mumbles

“She betrayed him. By sacrificing her own life for the protection of a child who can regain the balance of things. Sierra is a seer and a witch, yes, she has powers unlike any wolf, but they are not strong like a warrior… They are useful in ways of protection on a small scale, and she has abilities to control certain aspects of others. She’s a healer, not a fighter, and she did what she thought could make a difference.”

I say shrugging my shoulders again. “We can help with that.” Suddenly, a voice rings out through the night air behind us. We all turn to see Seven Women in beautiful blue cloaks approaching us. The woman at the front of the line bows her head at Erebus and I, “I am Sister Jasper, High Witch of the Coven of the Lunar Star.” “Water witches,” I whisper to Erebus as he pulls me behind him in a defensive move and growls lowly into the night.

It had been decades ago so there was no way a mere, unnatural whitehead witch like her could cross the sea with her impure soul. Glaring at the sea one last time, she prepared to go for it. " It's you!" She suddenly heard behind her and she froze. She could already tell who the person was and her eyes reddened the more. How could she be so fast in getting her? Wasn't she just human? Vortex! She felt the force of a vortex seconds ago so, that meant River's mate was being helped by a witch that had transported her by using a vortex? But which witch would dare go against her?

All the while, I’m hating myself, but if I’m going to get out of here, I need to capture my captor. Witches are basically humans with magic. They can’t heal the way wolves can, which makes them weak physically. She is wrapped up in lust, perfect, as she throws her head back I wrap the chains around her neck twice and squeeze. “Austin! What are you doing?!” She gags. “Who are you?!” I whisper menacingly and squeeze tighter.

“The better question is. Why are you not in the Moon Valley, Conduit?” His question solidified what she already knew. He knew exactly who she was, although many did. She was legend among the wolves and a war hero that had gone down in the history books. The male’s weariness of her was acceptable. She was renowned for her viciousness and unpredictability but without the beast clawing at her mind for control she was once again able to control the urges within her for a short time. It was a small reprieve that she believed was a gift from the Goddess in her hour of need. She understood the importance of the moment before her and levelled the male with her gaze. “The Goddess has other plans for

The chain behind me extending to allow the motion. The woman floated towards me and stopped a few inches from me. I recognized her as a sorcerous not by her appearance, but rather her ora. She was dressed all in black with a cape covering most of her face. All I could see were her eyes, which were glowing green. "What is your name, witch?" She asked me. I refused to answer. I only glared at her. She came closer and grabbed me by my hair, forcing my eyes to hers she peered into them as if she were looking directly into my soul. She released me. "I see." She said. "Tell me Mandalynn are you with child?"

It went still and listened, the way it used to when Seraphine talked in her sleep. I crouched down so we were closer to level. Guards shifted uneasily, muttering that an Alpha didn’t crouch for a prisoner, but I cared less. “I never sent for a witch.” “Then I was misinformed.” Her mouth twitched, not quite a smile, more like she was daring me to call it one. Up close, her scent hit me. Herbs, snow, and something underneath that made my chest ache in a place I’d stopped checking a long time ago.

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

“Calm down. I showed you those visions for a reason. If I really were evil, why would I let you see the past?” Gabe merely snarled. Sarah let out a huff of exasperation. “What you saw was my younger sister. We are twins, born within minutes of each other. We both were born with the Earth Witch abilities but with vastly different levels of power. I am Syra, the Witch of Avalon. Sarah was born with lesser powers than I. Her thirst for power to match mine led her down a twisted path of greed and deception.” Syra took a step back, beckoning for us to follow her.