The Hidden Witch Novels & Stories

The witch didn’t anticipate the humans’ involvement and watches helplessly as her men fall down one by one, taken down by clear shots to their heads. The witch gets increasingly more furious as she sees how easily the King’s allies overpower her army and decides to intervene. She’s been hiding for far too long. Using her powers, Cornelia creates rain to hide her scent from the wolves then stalks towards the alpha’s house, sneaking past the fight skillfully. As a witch controlling the water element, she’s undetectable in rain and can easily hide in plain sight without anyone noticing her. Cornelia manages to enter the alpha’s house and heads straight to the roof to deal with the snipers, whos

I gritted my teeth, tiptoeing to whisper as I threatened him, "Reasoning with me won't work, Pota. Find him, or I will. As you said, I'm a low-life, so I promise you it won't end well for your boy if I'm the one to discover him." I patted his shoulder and walked past him. But before leaving his office, I smiled a sickening smirk and glanced back. "Oh! By the way, when I do find your son, he'll be the least of your worries by then." Letting out a heavy sigh once I was inside my office, I took off my high heels and walked barefoot towards the window, where I noticed that the rain had long stopped. A monster like me, huh. But are monsters born naturally evil, or do they turn into one for some r

Even though they walked only for a few minutes, Win has a feeling that this chamber is located a great distance away from the rest of the base, and possibly several meters underground. The door has complicated, intricate wrought iron designs welded onto its flat surface. Win identifies only some of the million shapes such as braids, tree branches, strange animals and Celtic knots. The aura emanating from the door is ancient and overwhelming. He can almost feel invisible strands of magic reaching out, touching every atom of his being.

“You’ve seen this family’s darkest secret. You weren’t supposed to. Now, we have no choice.” No choice? My breath hitched. Was he going to kill me? My heart pounded so loud I could barely hear myself think. He dragged me toward the far side of the estate, toward what looked like an ancient stone courtyard hidden behind thick hedges. The air was cold, thick with dread. A few silent men stood like statues, and at his command, they tied my hands tightly to a wooden pole. “Please,” I begged, gasping as the rope bit into my wrists. “Don’t do this. I swear I won’t tell anyone. I didn’t mean to see anything.”

To avoid drawing attention from whoever was watching through the cameras, I pretended to be doing a deep cleaning, trying to figure out where the cameras were. Sure enough, I found a few more, and even found one under the bed that was broken. I put the new camera in a hidden spot and took the broken one away. Sitting on the couch, I reflected on everything that had happened in the past few days. Then Nydia approached from behind, her breath warm against my ear. "Honey, Ms. Wright plans to promote me, but I need to land a big deal first. I'm a little tight on cash at the moment, and I was hoping you could help me out."

There was something about their voices that made her feel like she was hearing a secret that had been hidden for centuries. As the conversation continued, Claire felt a sense of wonder and fear intertwine within her. The witches' words were like a spell, weaving a web of enchantment around her. And at the center of it all was Abigail, the mother witch who seemed to hold all the answers. As the night wore on and the moon rose high in the sky, Claire realized that she was no longer in control of her own destiny. She was part of something much bigger than herself, something ancient and powerful that had been waiting for her to awaken.

The restaurants are busy with people getting their coffees for work. I pull into the parking lot and head towards the old building. The large wood doors were hand carved, and I always appreciate their beauty. I look around the room filled with rows of many books; old and new. I am looking for the librarian, her name is Amelia, she had been a very close family friend for years. She is also a very powerful witch. Amelia has the power of telekinesis, which means she can move things with her mind. She should be able to show me newspaper articles that are not available to the public.

Maybe she had some sensitivity only to the magic used for evil, whatever it was. “Women who steal energy or feed on it are succubus,” Octavius explained, interrupting it. Anne stopped talking, blinking. Octavius straightened up on the couch, and distractedly ran his fingers through his red hair. If I hadn't been so committed to finding out the truth about my friends, I would have sworn that Pride's sin would be blatantly flirting with Anne, or listening to whatever her thought was about her appearance." Witches can be very treacherous and secretive. Do you really think that the church, the human books, or any old person has really seen one of them in all these years? It's unlikely. They know

A shimmer through the thickets below, so brief she almost missed it. But her eyes, trained now by instinct and fear, followed the glint again. There it was. Her blood chilled. She blinked once, twice, three times. The town didn’t disappear. It wasn’t a hallucination. No. This was real. And it wasn’t any ordinary town. She could feel it, the magic vibrating in the air like low thunder. It was witch magic. That town… it was the secret hideout of the witches. A place said to he hidden. A place that sounded like....a myth.

"What do you mean?" She leaned back and crossed her arms. "You know, I am not just any witch. Me and my sister were the hidden ones. The ones who had been working in the shadows for centuries, plotting our revenge against the light. The ones who had been waiting for the right moment to strike. But she fell for you werewolves and got killed. Let me tell you a secret, I am going to kill Salem and his pack too. Then each and every pup, leaving no trace of wolves! " I growled at her, " No! I will never let this happen. "