The Hidden Witch Novels & Stories

The secret vault. The ring. All of it. Love. Later that night Alicia found another envelope hidden inside the bottom of the box. So well concealed she'd missed it before. Her pulse quickened immediately. "Alex." He looked up. "What?" She held up the envelope. His eyes widened. "Well that's definitely new." The paper had yellowed with age. The seal was nearly brittle. Across the front were only three words. If you found her. Henry's handwriting again. Alicia carefully opened it.

Yeah, because becoming a Princess is much more realistic than becoming a Royal Guard. "Ungrateful," my father said. Stephanie simpered at him. “At least you have me, Daddy.” “You’re right, darling.” Ew. I went around them and up the stairs to my room. After the hottest shower of my entire life, I threw myself into bed and slept for fourteen hours. While my sister was gone to her banquet, and my father was ignoring my presence, I took my dinner to go and tracked down Frannie. “Do you know if it’s possible to hide a Fated Mate?”

“Your strength is not the problem. Your blood is not the problem.” I waited. She didn’t look away from my eyes. “His heart belongs to another.” My vision blurred. I don’t know if I breathed. It felt like someone had set their hand inside my chest and pressed...slowly, steadily....until something snapped. I had prepared myself to hear many things. But not that. “Who?” My voice was barely a whisper. The witch shook her head. “I cannot see her face. It is hidden.” My father stepped forward sharply. “Hidden? How can anything be hidden from you?”

She turned slowly and looked at me for a long moment. "Alright," she said finally. "I will tell you one thing. Only one. You were never an ordinary orphan, Serena. You were hidden. Someone took you from your real family when you were just a baby and made sure no one would find you. That is all I can say right now." My heart skipped. "Hidden? From who? Who was my family? Were they witches? Or... dragons?" She shook her head hard. "No more questions. Knowing too much will paint a bigger target on your back.

of how I was to rip his head off like he did to my father. Alec turned his attention to my mother’s wolf and walked right up to her. She didn’t hesitate to stand up and nuzzle me. It startled me at first then I realized what that meant. She was still in there somewhere in there, trying to come back out. ‘We need to keep her hidden from the pack’ I linked to my Beta anxiously looking around trying to think of the best place to hide her until we could figure out how to undue what had been done to her. As I was thinking my mother whined and nudged me then pointed her head towards the burnt cabin. I knew what she was thinking. The old witch had a storm cellar where she performed most her ritual

She hugs her child tightly to herself and she wonders what the child would turn out to be, it was not a new thing that witches and wolves mate and have cubs but she knew very little about their offsprings because the children were considered more of an abomination than the wolves among the witches. She wonders if her child whom she soon finds out is a girl will inherit her powers and become a witch or will inherit her father's powers and become a wolf, it also comes to her mind that her child may combine those powers and become something entirely different, something scarcely heard of, an hybrid. Her's would be much more complicated than a simple hybrid because her father is an Alpha and her

the hermit asks. “They’re dead, but I can feel the black flame. Someone from our bloodline is possessing it,” the lady said as the hermit tried to hold his wife’s hand. “I love you,” the lady uttered while crying as her body vanished slowly like smoke. “No, please wait!” the hermit begged as he tried to catch the black smoke around. Therens and Merfoy watch the hermit slowly kneeling while crying with his hands folded as if he was still hugging his wife. The ground suddenly shakes as if there was an eruption happening, Merfoy looked up at the sky and saw daylight from the hole gobbling up the dark space.

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

Leaving the kitchen, I thought Dominic had returned to his office, but when I went to his office, he wasn’t there. “Dominic?” I called out. “Over here.” Dominic stood in front of a room at the end of the hall. Instead of a door, the wall had moved, revealing a hidden passage. “I didn’t know this was here?” Walking to the end of the hall, I stepped around Dominic and entered the hidden passage. Without waiting for him, I continued through the passage until I reached a large open room. It was filled with exercise equipment, a couple of large punching bags, and a boxing ring.

Becca had the courage not to look scared as she addressed me, “I’m sorry, Alpha, we don’t know. Their scents and movements were undetectable, even to myself. My warriors were kept on a strict routine because of the celebration. It was like they knew our moves and were able to hide their own.” I looked at Clarissa, “Is it possible Melanie could do that?” Witches had many talents and gifts that varied from witch to witch, as did the strength of those powers. “To hide their movements and scents would be a cloaking spell, it’s possible but only by talented witches. It takes a lot of energy to maintain. As for seeing your plans… No, there is no spell or power that would let a witch do that. I fea