The Witch Novels & Stories

The mere thought of her living so close is maddening, to want every moment to smell her and touch her, and at the same time being disgusted at the thought of cheating my late mate. But i have to face the truth. She is dangerous. I know that witches contact her frequently and they all try to get her in their coven, but what will happen when she chooses one? The others will have to protect themselves, and, knowing the witches here, none is strong enough to face her head-on. They will use schemes and cunning means to get to her, and there will be casualties. War will break out and, at some point, werewolves will have to interfere to protect our own.

The divine witch, an elderly woman with an air of mystery, stood at the center, ready to perform the ritual. The maidens lined up, their faces a mix of excitement and nervousness. The divine witch began her incantations, her voice rising and falling with a rhythm that seemed to resonate with the very ground they stood on. She moved slowly, her hands glowing with an ethereal light as she passed by each maiden. Finally, she stopped in front of a young woman named Isabella. She was beautiful, with long dark hair and piercing blue eyes. The witch placed her hands on Isabella’s shoulders, and a bright light enveloped them both.

he said. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows through the trees, and a figure materializes before you. It is a witch dressed in a long, flowing black robe, with a pointed hat atop her head. Her eyes are piercing and her skin is pale, and she regards you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. "What do you want?" Witch Theia asked, her voice low and gravelly. "I summoned you," Ace Christ replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "I need your help."

he stated. Bryan and Frank nodded. One dropped our packages, and the other dropped Todd, who asked, “What are the four elements they can master?” Good question, Todd. He asked one of my doubts for me. I almost gave him a thumbs up. “Wind, water, fire and earth. Thus we've got the Lady of Wind, also known as the White Witch; the Lady of Water, the Blue Witch; the Lady of Fire, the Red Witch; and finally, the Lady of Earth, the Black Witch. To my knowledge, the one behind Bentley was the White Witch.”

Silas cautiously approached the entrance, but before he could enter, a figure stepped out from the shadows. It was the witch. She was tall and thin with long, tangled hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of dark tendrils. Her eyes were a piercing green, and she wore a tattered cloak that fluttered in the wind. Silas could feel her power emanating from her, and he knew that she was not to be trifled with. He demanded to know if she knew anything about Sara's whereabouts, but the witch simply smiled and said, "Oh, I know all about your little friend. But she's not here."

“And the dragon?” My throat closed at the thought of its eyes—black, ringed with fire-red pupils, eyes that reminded me too much of her. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “Maybe it was her doing. Maybe she conjured it. We can’t know what kind of power a witch still carries—not when we thought they were all gone.”

He replied, “Our pack oracle told me and my dad that Dahlia was after me, so they sent me to live in the mountains in a shack the pack had there. I had been there plenty of times, so I knew how to survive. I was like you. They taught me how to survive without using magic and on my own. She found me. I tried to hide from her, but she grabbed me and beat the shit out of me. She broke my legs to keep me from running. I think they may be healed now.” “Well,” I sighed, “now that I know who you are, I will tell you a little more about myself. I am a witch, raised by Queen Winnie of the White Witch Coven.” Everyone gasped as I continued, “I know how lucky I was that it was her who found me. I alway

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

she obviously has no idea with that look she has on her face . "Do you mean Zelda" "No dear, its not Zelda at all,this witch was a really old lady she looked nothing like Zelda" Zelda is the local witch here in the south gate she helps out in our ritual ceremonies like abducting new pack members or taking over the alpha position and all that stuff.