The Last Wish Witcher Book Novels & Stories

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

“I heard her name come up during my training session a few days ago. She’s a werewolf, like me, but really strong. Like insanely so. I think she’s two years older than us, but she cleared through each of the islands within months. She was a Level Three for close to six months and then she graduated to the Level Four island and apparently that island is super hush-hush. We haven’t even met anybody from there, although the mess is supposed to be a common area for all of us.” She’s right. I’ve never run into a Level Four before. Or even heard of them. “Anyway, when she became a Level Four, she stayed for another couple of months and then just left. Nobody stopped her. One of the counselors who’

JONDA A PROLOGUE TO: THE BETA AND JEWEL THIEF - BOOK 6 I left the Kodiak Kingdom early today, not wanting to outstay my welcome. I was disappointed but not surprised that Morgan couldn’t reverse the curse. I had hoped to gain my wolf fully.

“This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my hardest to not end up like either of the unconscious people around me. My back hits against the cave wall , I am trapped. The wave reaches me , immediately I am engulfed in the most peaceful and warmest feeling ever – like cuddling up with your parents on a cold nig

I’ll use everything I have if need be, but I’ll live long enough to make sure he’s ready and strong enough. “What’s wrong?” Willow asks from the doorway. I don’t even open my eyes to look at her. Her scent already threatens to rob me of my sanity again, looking at her may just push me over the edge. “Take the book. Go to page one-hundred-and-sixty-three, and read the entry about the Ultima wolf.” I listen to her move around, the soft rustling of pages as she opens the book and starts reading. “What the hell is an Ultimate Alpha?” I smile when she goes quiet and a few minutes later says, “Oh. It’s you.”

I suspect that even if she tried to speak, she couldn’t anymore. “You’re never going to be able to hurt anyone ever again,” I tell the witch solemnly. “You’re the last of your kind, aren’t you? Well, it ends with you.” Despite the growing redness of her eyes, despite the rapidly-increasing blue in her pallor, the witch smiles. It’s a sickening sight that sends bolts of ice down my spine. Just before my claws rip into the soft skin of her neck, the witch’s entire body dissolves into mist beneath me.

“Melinda Walker, later known as Melinda Black, was the last remaining Walker witch ever to be recorded in the great grimoire.” “There is a book of witches?” I was taken back by this. I had no idea of how many witches there were in the world. But even I realised that the book must be quite sizeable in nature to list every single witch ever to exist. Morag simply stopped and gave a look to suggest that my question was neither relevant nor was she likely to answer.

Her hand touched a small box with an unusual symbol on it that seemed to glow like the sun. She pulled open the lid and picked up the book inside to see it. She read its name under her breath, "Exorcism: Eldritch Werewolves." Her eyes widened when she found out it was a witchcraft book about werewolves. The words "magic" and "witches" didn't sound right in her mind, and she didn't want to believe the things she was reading, but somehow she did. She put the book back into the box and saw the ashes that scattered nearby. From among the ashes, she saw a half-burnt picture of Emily and the scarf she had given her on her last birthday. It brought tears to Esen's eyes.

Little did he know that the characters there were described were truthfully depicted only with figurative scenarios, he never questioned about the publishing of the book why it was still in the empire when it disrespect the emperor's family because he was too focused on the issue of the name Yragus and about continuing to read it 'After the event where the witch returned the two lost children on the outside of the forest, she was about to snap her fingers when she felt that there was dripping liquid down her mouth only to know that it was blood. She knew well that her experimentations on herself to die had finally come to a good result and there instead of being worried she smiled with a gen

If you are interested, you can go to my profile and look for my other books: Choosing Between Dragon and Werewolf (Completed) Our Agreement (Completed) His Last Wish (Completed) Breaking Free from the Billionaire (Ongoing) Once more, I wish to express my gratitude to all the readers. Best regards, Zhen Xin Xin