The Continent Witcher Novels & Stories

So much that I had Lucas video the whole thing. Amidst the telling of the long story, there were two outstanding things I grabbed. Two shocking things. One was that ANTI knew that Woodhidge was home to most of the supernatural beings in the whole world— they had learnt this recently. And that brings us to the second shocking part. ANTI had succeeded in killing nearly two hundred Supernaturals worldwide— mostly werewolves and a few witches. Yes, this was now more real than ever. Also, they had an operation to end all of us in Woodhidge. Sadly, she didn't know anything else. Mason and Damon asked her about their friend who was missing but she knew nothing about it all.

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.

They failed to see the more atrocious enemy of their kind — the ones they later called the "Witches" The exact events during the final war on that island which used to be the Sanctuary of Beasts did not reach a single human ear for no surviving hero came home to tell them, although three witches made it back. However, the next thing they knew, chaos and fear spread beyond control. This time, by the hands of those who they once trusted with their future. Darkness succumbed almost the entirety of the world with Witches committing dreadful exploits everywhere, terrorized Kingdoms, and conquered territories. The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time.

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

The continent, is a magical realm where all the supernatural beings existed in between the human world and the demon realm. The heavenly beings and the heavenly realm was inaccessible by other beings and stayed protected with gods, goddesses and angels residing in it. In the ever increasing population of the werewolf species, four certain packs who were the strongest to ever exist, could make their way and establish their pack on the sacred grounds where the moon goddess and the sun god once resided and stepped foot on. The land of Arthdal was the largest part of The Continent, situated in the deepest and farthest corner secluded and shielded from the rest of the continent. Arthdal was the b

With a snap of her finger, the flames disappeared as if they had never been there, leaving the occupants to reel at the suddenness. The large man and the others deliberated in silence their eyes and scents all they needed to communicate with each other. Helena watched silently and patiently, impressed by the technique her dad and brother had only used a handful of times because they rarely needed to hide things from her. If one aspect of being a werewolf made her envious it was that little ability and how handy it could be. The quiet group suddenly burst into soft chuckles, hands covering their mouths to contain them. Helena stared, confused and wondering if she should be offended.

The last thing I needed was more trouble. By afternoon, the trees thinned out and the path joined a bigger road. I saw other travelers. A group of young mages chatting about academy entrance tests. A merchant with a cart full of glowing potions. I joined the flow of people, keeping my head down and listening. "Did you hear about the witch at the werewolf execution?" one mage whispered to his friend. "They say she grew dragon wings and disappeared. The Alpha King is furious. He has patrols out everywhere." I kept my face blank and walked past them. My heart beat faster. Kael really was not giving up. Good thing I looked nothing like the girl they burned at the stake.

He had received a woman with long wavy hair, pale skin, and round green eyes, she was one of the immigrants who came to America with the migration plan between the supernatural worlds, she was a shapeshifter and a chameleon witch, who was one of his new assistants. Being that she was being trained by one of her superiors who was going to retire in a few weeks, that is if he hadn't tripped in the sixth floor corridor and had stumbled through the window which shattered, causing him to fall to the ground, died in the time, of course. Several years ago. On another continent. The ancient traditional countries that lay between the border regions between Eastern Europe, which went to war with two o

In certain regions belonging to the Atlantic Ocean, witches was seen as a “evil” in certain moments of distress. The city of Lovadu, for years and years, suffered violence, reaching a moment of crisis. In that city there was a young man called Igor Hunton, son of Clarina and Sebastian Hunton, he had an older and a younger brother.