The Hidden Witch Novels & Stories

“We need Seraphine. And we need the people. We can’t reclaim the throne alone.” Ivy nodded. “Then we go to the Hidden Grove. The witches will protect us. And the old packs still remember the prophecy. If we call them, they will answer.” They ran. They moved through the icy woods pushing past thorny bushes that scratched their skin crossing streams and rocky areas—until the trees opened up like a curtain showing a small area lit by the moon. The Hidden Grove. Seraphine stood in the center, her white hair braided with bone and starlight. Her eyes—silver and ancient—widened as she saw them approach.

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

"What are you scared of?" The scenery on the beach paused and the Sea Witch Queen from before appeared. Even though Craig's monster was not moving, it was scaring me. "What is that thing?" Most importantly, did all sorcerers have it? If this was Fenon's secret weapon, then I had no chance of beating him. Without my full powers, I was doomed. The mermaid's followed my gaze. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" We had two different ideas of beautiful, lady.

He moved slowly, deliberately, fighting the intense urge to rip the fabric away in haste. Albert restrained his primal desire, reminding himself that he had to treat Sophia differently. She wasn’t like the other women he had been with. She was Sophia, his wife. Albert pulled the dress down to her waist, then unfastened the clasp of the black bra in front. Albert’s breath immediately quickened as he saw what was hidden beneath the lightweight fabric. The black bra encased her full breasts, pushing forward with each breath she took. The dark red peaks, hardening, teased him in the most tantalizing way.

Julian stepped inside. The room was lined wall to wall with walnut bookshelves, rows upon rows of leather-bound volumes, identical in size and finish, arranged with almost obsessive precision from top to bottom, left to right. He had a study at home with a similar look—but not because he cared about first editions or loved reading. It was camouflage. Behind those shelves was a hidden space, a place he used to stay out of his stepmother Serena’s line of sight. Not that it mattered anymore. She was already under investigation for money laundering and leaking company secrets. Prison was only a matter of time. She hadn’t been a threat to him for a long while.

She is the most powerful queen in Vire. The only queen who has the rest of the nearby kingdoms bow down to her because of her immeasurable prowess and immortality... But beneath her intimidating presence lies a secret that could break her into pieces... A secret of how she had chosen to rule despite the fact that she didn't want to be the queen. --------- QUEEN SEVINA is a witch and an immortal.

“What are you doing?” She didn’t respond, crouching to draw intricate symbols on the floor with my blood. The motions were precise, almost mechanical, and low murmurs spilled from her lips—a chant in a language I couldn’t begin to understand. “Things seen and things not seen, let this girl walk in between. Though they look, they shall not see. Grant invisibility, for I am Arson, Sorcerer of Furvus, and it harm none, so mote it be.” The blood began to glow faintly, casting eerie, flickering shadows across the walls.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

She rejoiced that the collar was gone from her neck but now only fear could be seen in her small face. "A sorcerer" She murmured as she took a step back in a startle. Her last wish was to be taken in by a sorcerer, but her misfortune struck a jackpot and served her with the last boss who probably would want to use her as a sacrifice! She knew she had very bad luck and often met misfortune but today, this misfortune was a thousand, no a million folds worse than ever!

She was going to make sure that neither the Alpha nor his secret lover aerona escape. She would make sure she traps them both, and they'll be going to hell. She immediately folded that clothes, and turned to move out, when she accidentally hit on something that made a loud sound. And with that she hid immediately, because aerona had made some sluggish moves , and this was more than enough to get her to wake up. She was a witch, and witches get alerted with the most smallest of sounds. They were alerted in a way that it'd be hard to play a trick on them, but then she was stunned when she got to find out that the noise didn't wake her up.