The Age Of Witches Novels & Stories

As she made her way through the town square she could hear around her. Their eyes pbudn t into her flesh as they barred her skin. She was only relieved when she finally was able to come to a stop at the middle of the opening. She watched as the other girls her age gathered. It was said that in these ceremonies people were set to find their mare. It was normal for witches to find their life partner when they came past the age of eighteen but the last thing that she had on her mind was the thought of having to be with a man for the rest of her existence and going to be at his beck and call.

I pulled my hands away from his and shook my head, not wanting to believe what he was saying. “No,” I said, still shaking my head. “I don’t have magic. I would know if I had magic.” “Not necessarily,” Joseph said; he was still searching my face with his eyes, and I was feeling claustrophobic. It felt like I couldn’t breathe, and I had to take deep breaths to steady myself. “Witches don’t get their full powers until they are 25. However, they can start practicing magic when they are 21.” I was 23. I don’t feel as if I had magic inside of me. What he was saying wasn’t making any sense, so I kept shaking my head.

Lord Robert snorted. “ Now we have received news that they are kidnapping young female witches between the ages of nineteen and twenty- five. All of them with red hair” said Damian. “ We thought at the beginning that the killings of wolves were related to the witches but now we know it is not” said alpha Israel. “And how do you know that it is not related to them?” asked lord Robert. “The witches have been hiding for years because they are being persecuted. Do you really think they will be willing to risk their lives and offend the wolves?” asked alpha Kendrick. He had been silent since the meeting began.

Everett hummed, ‘There are rumours that there is a witch living in the forest, in a cottage similar to yours, but closer to the borders of our pack. She is apparently so strong that she has the power to keep herself concealed from all of us. The people of the pack say she was one of the greatest witches to help keep the pack safe, but then suddenly, one day, she decided to hide away from us.’ I swallowed the lump in my throat, my voice almost monotone, ‘Let me guess, this happened around 18 years ago.’

When you start using magic for ill intentions you can become a dark witch or wizard and it’s very hard to turn back. Elder Wynn goes on about our roots in the magical world and how our town was founded by his father’s father’s father’s father back in the late 1600s when witches were hunted and burned at the stake. We made an alliance with the werewolves to live peacefully without persecution from the human world. The problem is we haven’t changed anything since then it’s as if the entire council is still living in the 17th century.

“The coven witches can bring more clarity to our situation.” “So this Reaper is out to steal Frey's magic?” I stuttered, trying to connect dots. Witch language even makes this more difficult. “Yes, and we have to help Frey.” “You knew this was a danger to my mate, and you didn't say a word to me!” I growled, and my irises gained their crimson glow. “Don’t blame this on me, Logan. I didn't know she was a witch! Witches come into their power at the age of 14. Frey is 22 for fuck's sakes.”

The intruders were many and their scents were masked so I could barely tell who they were or where they came from. A huge fight had broken out, but the intruders were gaining the upper hand, I caught sight of a group of witches chanting a spell to weaken our wolves and I flew towards them immediately. Not many witches can fly and since they were still on the ground, I was sure that they were not witches of higher rank. Meaning they were no match for me. I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves.

Maybe the rest of them have hidden talents too ? I Think about the inquisition and shutter. How the hell have they re-spawned ? Both the wolves and the super witches have been extinct for two centuries. She comes running back beneath me, her arms cradling rope and a bunch of other stuff. I grind my teeth. Now I once again have to wait to turn her. I have to wait and study them. I give Casper one last look, considering if I should make an end to the brat myself. I look up between the trees, dawn is approaching and I am hungry. It would take too long to get close enough. I have to trust the idiot is loyal enough not to throw me under the bus.

A loud wail escaped her lips hitting her chest as if it will stop the piercing bullet wrenching pain she felt right now. "Tw-two hundred and tw-twenty three years old. Wh-why d...?" The room started spinning. She heard distant shouts, screams and voices calling her name but only one thing came across her mind before she lost consciousness. I'm a 223 year old witch.

“Your mother and your grandmother both were witches. Your mother was the most powerful witch. She belonged to the coven that dictated all laws for other covens. When your mother and I met and eventually fell in love. Her coven tried to forbid it. We ignored them. Witches always thought demons were the scum of the world. And. Yes. Some I agree are scum of the word, but I myself believe I am more sophisticated than that. Your mother thought so.” Vastria listened intently as her father explained what he could. She was starting to understand her treatment with her grandmother. Her father continued, “After we were married, and your mother was pregnant. The witches became infuriated. It seemed the