The Jealous Witch Novels & Stories

She was right! Zeuck: — Who? The village women are so beautiful! Kataleya: — No! Belton: — Are there witches? Kataleya: — Just a sorceress! The Cataruda. Debon trembling: — And? Kataleya: — She takes over all the men who pass by! Zeuck: — Well, if she's beautiful I wouldn't mind if she took over me and... Kataleya: — Yes, you would care! She would take something from you..

Anything! Her talent was not only the witchery, she learnt in her childhood also it was not even using any sort of magic to cure the people. Her real talent was to portray lies so realistically that the other person had to give in to her wishes, she knew how to toy minds well. To get what she wanted, she had to become someone she was not in the vision of the world. Even though it was a witch or... just a sinful liar who could toy minds.' Who cares? Right?

Too busy looking through the papers he had before him, he seemed ready to ignore whatever she had to say. "I'm not guilty of witchery, witchcraft, wizardly, sorcery, and conjuring. If I'm guilty of anything, I'm guilty of being a redheaded woman. If I'm guilty of anything, I'm guilty of being beautiful and sexy and all those bitches are the real witches," she said looking at and pointing to the wives and the girlfriends of the men who convicted her. They are the ones who are jealous of me because their men want me more than they want them," said Jessalyn.

"A witch is a gift from the Moon Goddess. She only cares about a pure soul and a specific bloodline!" His voice shook the hall like thunder. "You think your greedy, violent Alpha blood is a master key to everything? You aren't even worthy to wash a true witch's feet!" His words made the VIPs burst into laughter. "Goddess, she actually tried to steal the Goddess's gift?" "What a joke!" "Alpha blood? Hahaha, who does she think she is?" Jocelyn's face turned purple. She scrambled up, her dress covered in dirt and blood. "No... it's not like that..." she trembled, her eyes full of spite and humiliation. "I... I'm the one..."

the witch, Jocelyn, stated, but he had gone off in a state of sheer rage and he couldn’t stop his actions. He approached the witch with a menacing look in his eyes and grabbed her by the neck, choking her. “Mind your freaking business, witch. The fact that you’ve helped me doesn’t change the fact that I thoroughly despise your kind,” he screamed at her. Jocelyn scoffed. “I should have known you’d behave this way after all the help I’ve rendered to you. Well, have fun torturing your family and being a menace to your entire Pack who secretly offer prayers to the Moon Goddess everyday, with hopes of your impending death. My work here is done,” she said, and pushed him off her. She turned around

She touched my face "You didn't come home on time, I had a feeling and a witches feeling is always right." "Sorry to interrupt the family Union but she's not going anywhere." the witch jezebel cackled. "I'm going to drain her of blood and reincarnate our god!" Now witches were pagan and the mention of a god alerted Riley "You are possessed." "Oh you noticed?" she cackled. "Who is your master?" Riley demanded. "Our god you mean...he will be reincarnated once I have your daughter's blood." She said excitedly "I tested it and it restored my youth, indeed the abominable C*ild's blood is so powerful."

Old Shit Witch sighed, shaking her head. “Right, cause I’m going to buy that. Where are the red heels that will take me home if you’re supposed to be Glinda the Good Witch of the North? And if you’re the Good Witch, were those playing cards your henchmen? Cause if they are fuck you. Shit Witch didn’t have anyone stab my dick.” I glared at this supposed Glinda as I got to my feet.

Jennifer replied, the frustration in her voice thick with anger. “It’s okay, Jennifer, it was a long shot anyway, I was not really expecting you to find anything,” I consoled her. “Really?” Jennifer asked with curiosity in her voice. “Why?” “I just found out that our mystery woman is a witch,” I replied. “No fucking way!” Jennifer exclaimed in excitement. “That is so cool! A witch is involved?” I understood her excitement. Witches were like black unicorns. Rare and mysterious. “Apparently, the Alphas stepped on a lot of toes so much that a witch is involved.” I replied.

Then she said, "Dedusa is an evil witch who seeks to become immortal." "I'm sorry, dear, but I still don't comprehend. An evil witch usually resides in a human body. How could she possibly enter our daughter? Are you protecting this witch? Has someone cast a manipulative spell to control our daughter like a puppet?" My anger surged as I questioned, ready to confront anyone attempting to use my daughter as a vessel. I hoped my mate wasn't concealing information about the puppeteer, and I suspected that Dedusa might be a witch.

The raven was blown away by a gust of icy air. - Guilty no less! The witch delivered her verdict, raising flames across the plastic-lined walls. She looked with contempt at the journalists, who filmed what was happening with excitement on their faces. The finger pressed the button of the camera hundreds of times. How disgusting , thought the witch, disgusting, disgusting! Lovers of sensations, bright and bitter tragedies! If that's the only way to get your attention... " She jerked her head, lifting golden curls into the air, and intensified the flame. The workers, like vile cockroaches, ran out of the burning building, jumped out of the windows, jostled in the doorways.