The Witch Collector 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..

--- ### The Shadow of the Moon As we walked toward the doors, leaving the warehouse behind, I looked up at the sky one last time. The violet moon was fading, returning to its dull grey color. But as the light died, I saw something moving across its surface. A massive, black shadow. It looked like a hand reaching out to grab the Earth. "What is that?" I asked, pointing upward. The Scavenger woman didn't look up. She kept walking into the snow. "That's the **Collector**," she said. "The machines realized the power spike came from here. They’re sending a 'Maintenance Crew' to fix the leak."

“You’ve made a fatal mistake‚ little wolf. That power is mine.” Sharon’s blood iced over. Jake moved in front of her‚ every muscle coiled to spring. “Who are you?” he demanded. The creature’s lips peeled back to reveal fangs like ivory blades. “I’m the Collector‚” it growled. “And I’ve come for what’s mine.” Deep inside‚ Sharon knew this was only the beginning of the nightmare.

The distance between us shrinks, but the weight pressing against me grows stronger, pushing back, warning me, trying to force me to stop. A cough breaks through before I can stop it, and something warm spills into my mouth. I taste it before I see it. Blood. It stains my shirt as I wipe my mouth, but I don’t slow down. Not when I’m this close. A memory slips in without warning. The witch. Her voice. That talisman you care about so much will be your pack’s downfall… and the one who heals it. The words settle heavier now. You all think she’s absorbing your misfortune, but it’s the other way around.

But the thoughts of Bella continued to swirl. His mind went back to Tess, it had been three years since she had passed away. He remembered how he had sworn that even in death, his heart would belong to her. She was supposed to be his one true mate, his soulmate. But now, his heart was being swayed by a 23-year-old witch - a limelight, no less. It was forbidden for an alpha to love a limelight. It had never happened before, and he knew he had to suppress whatever feelings he had for Bella. But it was getting harder and harder to do so.

The tree glowed when their blood united. “We sacrifice our lives and our magic. From generation to generation the gift of magic shall be forgotten in our lineage.” The five witches declared. The oak tree glowed before the path created by the firestone disappeared while the relic(firestone) fell to the ground. Those five witches faded away while a tear dropped from Dania's eyes. “Are you ok?” Dania asked the werewolf who lay motionless, she tried to help her up, but she faded away.

When you start using magic for ill intentions you can become a dark witch or wizard and it’s very hard to turn back. Elder Wynn goes on about our roots in the magical world and how our town was founded by his father’s father’s father’s father back in the late 1600s when witches were hunted and burned at the stake. We made an alliance with the werewolves to live peacefully without persecution from the human world. The problem is we haven’t changed anything since then it’s as if the entire council is still living in the 17th century.

She shuffled through the notes and found the one with his numbers on it. She brought out her phone and quickly copied the number before storing bit safely among her contacts. She shrugged her shoulders as she walked back to the counter. She had just settled down when she sensed Jackson behind her. Jackson had heard the ladies discussion about how Lucia had given Roberto a cold shoulder and how she had claimed to have heard everything they were discussing a out her. He had merely smiled at their ignorance. They never knew that Lucia here was a powerful witch cum wolf who had the power and ability to destroy them with just a thought in her heart.

"The Goddess created us this way, Hunter, you can alter it," "Father knows some kind of witches," "Don't even think about it," Cromwel eyes pointed toward him. "Witches have access to the beyond," Hunter sighed. He looked above, looking at the starry night sky. Then he added,"But father also added that those witches wanted something precious in return for their services," "And?" "And what? I can pay them some good money," Hunter shrugged. Cromwel sighed while preparing the cooked meat into the plate. "I hope you know what you're doing, Hunter,"

“What’s up with you?” Cole hesitated before answering, his voice distant. “I met someone tonight.” Kiara arched a brow. “Oh? A girl?” Cole nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah… but there’s a problem.” Casma folded her arms. “Which is?” “She’s a witch.” Silence stretched through the room, the weight of those words settling over them. Ruine tensed slightly, his wolf on high alert. “A witch?” Cole met his father’s gaze. “Yeah. And before you say anything, I don’t think she’s a threat.”