The Witch Hunt Book Novels & Stories

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

Dwane's POV. I was reluctant in leaving for the hunt and checking the borders of the pack, I sent my beta already and few of my warriors, but somehow something drove me out of the training room, I rushed into my room showering immediately, I didn't know why I suddenly felt like going out, but I decided to join them in what they were doing. My wolf was hyper today, overly excited for some reason I didn't seem to understand, it wasn't this excited even while I had sex as a form to tame it's madness, but it got really happy, jumping around when I said I was going out.

Even though he seems fine,” I mused, redirecting my gaze to the copied pages of the book. You know?" " Uh, I was exploring and I think I definitely discovered something else regarding you." Let you proceed to unzip your backpack to take a thick book out of it. I closed my eyes as I skimmed the title in bright letters on the dark cover: The Insider Thoughts of the Salem Witches. witches ?" he muses intriguedly and raised an eyebrow. Jorfit laughs apprehensively. Try not to judge me,” he asks me, then, at that moment, he opens the book between the pages where a bookmark sits.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?” He. They always assume I'm a man but whose to tell them that it's a woman killing multiple men and women. Pure sexism in the 21st century. As the saying goes ‘Some women fear the fire while some women simply become it’. I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin

She glares at her son. “You know about your sister?” “Mom, we haven’t got time for that!” Auntie Kendra ushers us inside as I inform her that Abby is a witch. I catch her up on everything that has happened. How Abby is the true killer responsible for the deaths of wolves. “Mom, she mentioned something about not being alone!” Auntie Kendra looked at us and shook her head. “Witches don’t tend to work alone.” “You do.” “You might not remember Logan, but I had a sister once.” She closes her eyes like she is recalling a memory. “She was part of a coven. There’s every chance this Abby is. Let me speak to her.”

"It was a month after the night I saw you again. Sources said he was caught into a trap of the CIA and got shot while he tried to escape. At that moment, I felt like I was defeated, for the first time in my life. But I didn't want to believe it. I kept my investigation on. I kept a tab on Marko who was running his organization after he went into hiding. But yet, I found nothing. Every lead said he was dead. Even the CIA had closed the cases that were filed against him. As my last try, I grabbed Marko, tortured him for some days. But he didn't utter a word that said his father was alive." While he seethed in rage, I cupped his face and turned him to me. "Then you stopped your search?" His dar

Raven nodded in settlement with Anna's explanation. "I additionally heard from my foster figure who for my part witnessed witch hunts in Europe. Those who have been rounded up and persecuted as witches, simply none of them have been definitely actual witches. But there appears to be an exceptionally small variety of witches among them. To the human beings concerned withinside the hunt, that becomes enough to attain their goals. Even if it intended sacrificing tens of lots of innocents, as long as an actual witch isn't always permitted loose, it becomes taken into consideration really well worth it. And although they have been now no longer capable of exterminating the witches absolutely, so

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?

Hudson scraped his nape, flashing his awkward smile. “No! You are very much needed here.” I chimed in. I was afraid if we were to be alone, Noah would continue our activity. Not that I hated it, I even let myself fall to his charm earlier, but this wasn’t a bedroom, and I still wanted to look for information about witches. This was the best place to search for it. Hudson’s face gleamed upon hearing me. “Honored Lady, please tell me. What are you looking for?” “The Book of Spells, preferably dark witches’ Book of Spells.”