The Last Hunter Witch Novels & Stories

he started “she’s been captured by a very powerful witch. She has more than one power and I’ve never seen anything like it. Rod and I tried to stop her, but she was too strong.” Could this be related to all the witches being killed? “I think she’s been captured by a witch hunter” I told him, “What does she want with your sister?” Hunters are witches who kill other witches to steal their powers, and his sister wasn’t a witch. So, what did she want with her? “She said I need to get the blood of a witch who has the ability to control one of the elements. She wouldn’t tell me why she wanted it.” He whispered.

The first hunter lunged. Fast. Too fast. Kai intercepted him midair, their collision sending a shockwave through suspended space. I gasped as their powers clashed, silver light against something darker and older. The other silhouettes began emerging from the portal. Three. Four. More. The Moon Goddess growled, shifting into full wolf form and leaping toward one of them. “You cannot win this confrontation,” the elegant hunter said calmly as she advanced toward me. “Watch me,” I breathed. She struck first.

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

June said as she released a wave of fire to knock out the hunters. As they rolled to the ground, two of the witch hunters fired arrows at the girls. “Look out,” April G yelled, raising her hands to freeze the arrows in place. “Their witches,” One of the hunters yelled as they changed the girls with swords in their hands. “Back off,” Madison yelled as she conjured the witch hunters away with her telekinesis. The witch hunters were rendered unconscious as the girls pursued the bugeyes. “How are we going to catch up to Hughley?” April G said.

My eyes were fixated on the witch at the top of the stairs thinking of all the ways I could kill her. 'Her blood will taste amazing,' Cinnabar was huffing and pacing in my mind. He was the only reason I'd made small progress of moving my arms. We could feel through the connection that Eloise was in pain. She was distressed. 'The pups,' my wolf growled out. A snarl ripped through my lips sounding muffled but loud enough to make the witch turn to us once again. She rolled her orange eyes at me stepping down the stairs with her arms crossed.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

Alpha Luther from the Sundown pack asked me in a serious tone. Giving him my attention " That's what I thought at first too but after I look into it, some rogue let information slip and at the end we capture the witch that Alpha Nathan was working with" I let my words hang in the room for a moment to see their reaction. I can tell that the elder did not like what I just said but he couldn't do anything about it because everyone in the room will questions his motive. " Did she say anything?" The elder force himself to ask.

He said. “I thought witches didn’t have mates as us wolves do.” I stated matter-of-factly. “Just because we don’t find our mates at eighteen like you do and have some miraculous bond snap into place doesn’t mean that we don’t have soul mates. Many witches are serial monogamists who mate for life just like werewolves. The goddess leads us to them in mysterious ways” he said. “So, are you trying to tell me that Sierra is my mate?” I asked him almost laughing in his face

, I assure myself sitting on my office chair turning on my laptop. Soon the dark screen was brighten up with the picture if aurora in which she is smiling innocently looking at the ducks in the pond. This picture of her was taken by Edward two years ago and I had to trade my favourite 70’s pocket watch with him for this picture. “Beautiful”, I murmur looking at her smile in the picture. Who knows the girl smiling and laughing looking all normal in between humans is not just a simple girl but my queen, the last witch on the earth who will hold all the powers of her ancestors in her petite body. The trauma she had to go by watching her parents killed in a massacre led by pack of werewolves in