The Witch Left 4 Dead 2 Novels & Stories

Neva. I surfaced from the stone slowly. Stood in the dead garden in the dusk with the carved piece of rock warm in my palm and a name sitting in my chest that had not been there ten minutes ago and already felt like it had been there a long time. Neva. The third witch. Older than Vael. Taken before my mother was born. The one the Architect had been told was dead and had chosen to believe because the alternative required harder questions. Not dead. Northwest. Far. And apparently capable of leaving carved stones in locked gardens and unsigned letters in locked rooms and a rose bud that had not been there this morning.

I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves. They had already caused us to lose a lot of men and they seemed to be growing in number. I attacked with all my strength defeating four of the witches but they were still coming, I had to descend from the sky when I began to grow weak. I was using too much of my power as it was. I picked up a spear and continued my attack when I reached the ground, I watched as Declan was tearing people limb by limb and snapping them in two like twigs. I lost concentration for a second and as soon as I turned back, I was blasted away by a Witch.

Everyone around us started smiling and nodding in agreement and Wade smiled, “I would love to. The more time I get with my girls, the better for me.” He brought drinks out for all of us, then asked, “So exactly what happened that brought all of you together?” Taylor spoke first, “My very first excuse is I was raised by humans who just found me in their back yard as a newborn. Seventeen years later, I am walking in my back yard, I touch the fence and I’m suddenly in a strange room with a woman who looks a lot like me! I had no idea I was even a witch before that moment. She put shackles on me and told me to wait for my siblings. That’s how I found out I have siblings.”

, he tells pointing towards one clay tablet which has letters written in old Latin language which is different than the evolved Latin which humans know, being a witch I clearly understand and can read it since my childhood. “usus vulpis rubri mortui sanguinis ad tollendum venenum e lamia efficax est cum sol corpus ferit”, I read it out loud unconsciously deep in the thoughts. I remember seeing few vampires coming and leaving my parents work place when I was young, but I didn’t knew that witches and wizards used to note down these things when they have photogenic memory and they teach others practically making medicines than giving notes. “What was that?”, Dr Wilson asks curiously to which I

Claud wiped his wine stained mouth, replied with a growl before picking up his steps, " No need!! I will deal with this alone. I..WILL.. CAPTURE...THE.. WITCH.. ALONE.." Alfredo couldn't say anything except for following him blindly. Apparently, Claud had never succeeded in capturing a witch alone. So, this was going to be another failure mission with wasted time. ______ Claud with his personal troops led for the exact location in which a grave was reopened. In physical conditions as a witch, they couldn't be died or buried except burning. Even if they caught any physical sickness, they could only be dead by burning. Undoubtedly, the person who was buried there was a witch who came back to l

She has done enough. After one more day, we arrived at our destination. The witch Island. As we drew closer, we stumbled upon dead bodies of witch wolves and some Lycan soldiers too. We walked over through decaying bodies, showing signs of a fight from some time ago. The shadows stuck out their claws, covering me on all fours angles. Oscala stayed in front. We went not more than four steps away from the bodies when we hear a yell. “Surround them!!”

As he was suffering from moon lax, Rayden was ten times more annoyed than he usually was. When Alpha Gary looked at his twisted expression he immediately nodded and then said, “ Don’t worry, I have caught four dark witches. One older and three younger ones, she will have to kill all four of them to survive, Alpha Rayden.. don’t worry you will see those rotten dark witches bleed today no matter what.”

How love was such a sweet and bitter thing was always beyond me. I looked around the house to find that it was only Bianca and I apart from the two lifeless bodies that were inside. The witch was no where to be found and as I caught a glimpse of the front door that was still moving slightly, I knew that the witch had run away like the coward she was. She must have thought that her mission was done because the Devil Alpha and his father where dead now but little did she know that that was far from the truth. "He's alive" I reveal to Bianca and first of all she stared at me like I was speaking in a while different language and I had to repeat myself to make sure that she hears me and understoo

I will continue my updates for those that keep encouraging me by voting. I apologize once again. ... The moment the witch died, the spell she placed around the room was thwarted instantly. Riven turned around sharply when he heard the scrunching sound of bone being ripped off. His eyes fell on the headless body of the witch, then on Layla whose face was splattered with blood. "What's going on?",he approached her quickly and sat beside her on the bed. His eyes scrutinized her, taking note of the calm expression on her face and the way she stared at the body of the dead witch.

I was too preoccupied with Serena and him with Rhea that we failed to bring this issue up again. “Yes, I did,” he nodded. “She claims she noticed the entry of four individuals in our realm that time when you left for Ehnrelil. Three of these individuals were witches just like what we already know. The fourth one however she couldn’t figure out who or what being. She said these witches were already dead when they all entered.” I grimaced. “The murderer planned to leave the bodies in our realm and make it so that it would look like they were killed by werewolves.”