The Witch Left 4 Dead 2 Novels & Stories

She immediately wanted to use her witch powers on me but she held back. “Do it, show me that you're a dark, wicked, witch who preys on others” I challenged her "I won't grant you what you want," she said as she proceeded to leave. She made her way towards Atlas’s room. I watched her enter the room and then gave a long hiss before leaving the house. I walked towards the forest, the maids were already removing the decorations in the house, so many decorations for a wedding that didn't even hold.

“Jack—” “Go!” I screamed as the witch let out a low, guttural chuckle. “Did you think the axe would kill me, dear?” she sneered, her voice thick with amusement. My heart pounded against my ribcage as she pulled me closer, her rotten breath making my stomach churn. She leaned in, her lips mere inches from my ear. “Suzan is dead,” she whispered, her voice like ice slithering into my veins. “You should have run while you still had the chance. And now… I’m going to eat you.”

If I had to do it over again, I swear I would leave his sorry ass right there. With the witches' powers, we incapacitated the guards and slipped into Brody's personal stash room. There, we stuffed duffle bags with tens of thousands of dollars from Brody's safe and anything else we could find of value. To add insult to injury, Gary left a note for Brody, explaining in great detail how we had killed the witch in front of her daughter.

-4 Weeks Later- The dead began walking. Not in full. Not yet. But enough. Bodies pulled from old battlefields. From forgotten graves. From cursed soil beneath abandoned ruins. Hagetha did not need soldiers. She needed bodies that didn’t question orders. Mindless things stitched together with dark magic and older hatred. And witches came too. Not many. But enough. Those who had sworn loyalty to her centuries ago when Lucian first fell. They returned now. Answering her call like a prayer finally answered. Damon called them “border anomalies.” I called them scouts. Because they weren’t testing if we would survive. They were testing how long it would take us to fall.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

It is crawling and I watch the horrible scene of the headless body crawling towards the head. Not knowing what to do but predicting that if the body reaches the head and attaches itself then she might be able to heal herself. I don't know how a witch's body works but quickly run back to my mate and lift the knife in my teeth thinking of a way to finish off the witch when I am interrupted with a garbled scream that echoes off behind me. I turn to see Zion burning off the head of the witch and Alpha Zac burning the body of the witch with a flaming torch.

The coven sent me off without ever telling me that once I opened the portal to the land of the dead, it would unleash more spirits into the abandoned building. One of the scariest moment ever. I thought I would've be stuck there like a poltergeist! Around late afternoon I was making my way back home. Looking for an opened portal around the academy that u could take a short cut to. Opening a portal on your own could really drain your energy. I loved Witchy World! It was so magical and only had two seasons. Spring and fall. You can be yourself one-hundred percent here and learn about all the other supernaturals in the world. They also have the best organic and healthiest delicacies any witch o

Within the blink of an eye, Dabria was standing in front of the woman alongside the man only Dabria could see. That man leaned towards the left side of the witch's neck. While Dabria leaned towards the right side. Both of them sank their fangs deep into the witch's neck. While Dabria drank her blood and sucked her dry. The man with Dabria ripped the witch's soul along with her powers out of her body. The witch's body fell on the floor as nothing but an empty vessel. Dabria turned to look at that man, standing beside her, holding the witch's soul with his fangs. She saw a proud smile on his face as he watched Dabria. His eyes suddenly widened and what looked like a green light, suddenly made

The woman didn’t even have time to scream before she was vaporized into a cloud of purple silk and dust. Wynona turned her gaze to the last witch, who was scrambling backward in terror. “Get out of here!” Winny’s voice boomed, echoing through the trees. “Go back to your sewers and tell my sister that I said her death is near. Tell her the light has found its Mother.” The witch didn’t wait for a second warning. She vanished into a plume of acrid smoke, and with her gone, the remaining undead shifters simply collapsed into piles of bone and gray skin.

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.