The Enchanting Bayou Witch And Her Bikers Novels & Stories

the witch replied. She lunged toward Rhea. Rhea didn't have a weapon. She didn't have her mates' strength. But as the witch approached, Rhea felt a surge of cold, dark energy from the blood pact she had just signed. It wasn't the wolf. It wasn't the healer. It was the Ruin. Rhea didn't think. She simply threw her hand out. A blast of silver and black energy erupted from her palm, striking the lead witch square in the chest. The woman was sent flying backward, her body disintegrating into ash before she even hit the ground.

here is her first victim. She attacked him, and he drove her off—then Changed at the next new moon.” Asil stilled. “What?” Toby nodded. “There’s something strange about that wolf. She’s only solid sometimes. Lauren hurt her, and she fled, but as soon as she was out of sight, her tracks and blood just stopped.” Asil’s breath caught. “You know something?” “They were all dead,” he whispered. “Who?” “All the witches who knew . . . but then we all underestimated Mariposa.” “Mariposa? As in butterfly?” Asil’s eyes were black in the night. “I am not a witch.” Which seemed like an odd answer to his question. Toby considered him. “But you’ve been alive a long, long time,” Toby suggested. “And Sarai

She tried to reach to something in her jacket and I was pretty sure it wasn't a surpise gift for me. I whispered again. This time much quicker, and then she fell unconscious. “Yeah, wolfsbane doesn't protect you against witches, b*tch.” For some reason, I didn't want to drive her truck. I felt it was smarter if I took her in mine and then questioned her in my house. Now, this wasn't smart at all but I felt more comfortable doing it.

I was already clad in my grey boxer briefs, hiding myself from the eyes of the obsessed woman. 'Oh you never visualised a witch like me being mated to Alpha Ryker. ' Her voice was unusually calm for an enraged woman. Like they say about the calm before the storm, this was that time. 'He will be mine! ' She screamed again, puffing out her chest.

It sliced through his wing like butter, causing Sage to screech like a wounded animal and fall from the sky to the ground below in a fury of flames. I knew it wasn’t over, but before we could comprehend the damages and get to the ground we could hear the Witches chanting. “Quo hinc ad vos. Emissione remanebit, quae non Pyromancers in regnum suum redire non comedes amplius et gentem!” They chanted together, all three of them. I heard Rowen let out a breath of relief at the same time I did. Katrina was up chanting and walking with her sisters. We took our battle back to the ground, helping with the oncoming barrage of ice shards to continue to weaken Sage while the Witches did their work.

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.

She walks slowly down the steps when she roars like a tiger and leaps forward over the bikes and takes off. “Shit, follow her, but don’t get too close.” I grab a zip-lock bag placing the glove inside as I run to my cage. Fuck, I need my bike. “Move Outlaw, take my bike.” Rebel says, and I look over at her Suzuki Hayabusa. Rebel moves towards the bike and presses her thumb into a pad and the bike revs to life. “Keep up with Mystique oh, here.” She throws me a tracker and I look at her.

Even over the music, the tension is crackling, electric, a live wire ready to snap. And my wolf; traitorous, relentless, thrashes inside me, demanding I close the distance. Demanding I taste him, even as my brain screams no. ~~ Then it happens. A hand snakes around my waist, yanking me off balance. I whip around, ready to break fingers, and come face-to-face with a drunken human biker. His breath stinks of beer and bad teeth, his grin wide and leering. “Didn’t know they let pretty little things like you hang with the dogs,” he slurs, lips grazing my ear. “How about you come play with me instead?”

The eagle spread its wings and flew out. Several students looked up as it circled the hall, moving above their heads. It hovered over different groups, sometimes lowering itself towards the students before rising again. The teacher stepped forward and began calling out the clans. "The Sirens!" A group of students near the left side of the hall stepped forward. "The Werewolves!" The werewolf students gathered together. "The Vampires!" Another group moved into place. "The Witches!" More students stepped forward. The teacher continued, calling out the other clans and supernatural families, including the Fae, Shapeshifters, Psychics and Elementals.

We know that Shade will stop at nothing to claim our souls, and now, with the goth girl as his pawn, the stakes are higher than ever. The bayou, a place of ancient magic and mystery, has been enchanted for centuries by both, Witches and Voodoo priests they practice their own form of magic but no demonic activity, it's not allowed. These swamps are a place that demons can not enter without being summoned, that's why he sent the girl. They can only enter if called upon, they cannot enter at will. Our unity and strength will be tested like never before, as we face the ultimate challenge: survival.