The Witcher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked again. " Years ago, I casted a spell on Alpha Lucifer, Derrick's father. I made him fall in love with me, he did so many weird things because of me, authorizing the movement of the witches into his pack. My witches did something cruel of course by casting a crazy spell on his wife. She ate from the dustbin, becoming rude to her kids... " She paused.

He'd built every piece of furniture and grown every pot of flowers in that cabin. Knowing how much pain I had gone through when I'd delivered Brianna, he held my hand and told me through tears that he was content with having just one child. He vowed to love his daughter and raise her to be the most legendary Female Alpha. On his birthday, he whispered to me, telling me that he had prayed for Brianna's and my happiness forever when he blew out his candles. He promised to stay by our side and protect us. But our happiness was shattered on the day Elena, the witch, made her return.

I flush, nodding for her to continue. Serena smirks faintly, clearly amused by my embarrassment. “I’m sure you’ve guessed by now that I’m a witch. But I’m not just any witch—I’m a dark witch. My grandmother and mother were dark witches, but my father was a Beta wolf. I was born with a wolf, and for a time, I thought I’d escaped my fate. When I shifted for the first time, I believed I was free of the darkness.” Her voice falters, the smirk fading into something far more vulnerable. “But their blood was stronger. The dark magic awakened in me and killed my wolf. I was left weak... And then... She pauses, her voice faltering slightly. “I met Elijah’s father.”

“No!” Screams rise around me, but I ignore them, as my entire focus is on Red. A portal opens next to me, and a black witch comes out of it. “If you don’t want her to die, come with us,” the witch says. Knowing what feral wolves are capable of, I try to get to Red, and by doing so, I make a stupid mistake—I turn my back to the enemy. The witch uses her magic on me, paralyzing me temporarily, and the feral rogues drag me inside the portal, separating me from Red.

It's time to fight, slaughter all the hunters. I closed the link and heard the roars and howls of my wolves. I moved and ripped out the heart's five hunters in the pack without shifting. The power and fury coursing through me was too much. I circled back, watching the dark witch. "I'm not my father. You will die, witch." "Next time, Alpha," Ophelia cackles as the fires evaporate. She whispers and the old witch's throat is sliced open. "This is what I did to your mate. Good luck getting her location from her."

Thomas swallows hard, his eyes glued to me but his head turned on the side, letting me know he wants no trouble. "Yes, Alpha". I instantly mindlink the same command to the rest of the pack. My head is spinning and all i want to do is scream my lungs out while killing everyone on sight. A witch. And apparently not like the witches we have in the town, she must be powerful enough for me to sense her like that. I knew something was strange about her. I thought having a human mate would be a degradation, but i would take that a thousand times over having a witch as one. I growl loudly as a severe pain in my chest appears all of a sudden. I shove Thomas on the side and dart for the exit. I know r

" she said through gritted teeth. I wanted to throw my head back and laugh. She glowered at me as if she could read my mind. I smirked instead and slowly lowered her to the snow-covered ground. But I placed my hand against the small of her back, silently letting her know to stay by my side. The wolves growled, snarled and stalked forward, prowling as they spread out surrounding us. A loud cry rang from the town and then several howls. The loud animalistic cry of dominance rented the air. The witch laughed. "Looks like you two were trying to run off. Tsk tsk tsk, I thought we made it clear there would be no desertion...." the witch said, conjuring fire and using it to create the symbol of wit

you hear any movements” he instructs him before going, he has some investigation to do. It’s been a week since Terrick Mark his mate and she’s still unconscious and is showing no signs of improvement, Terrick send word to Saphira requesting for her presence. If the wound on Catrina’s neck was an ordinary one Terrick would have ask Belinda or Brenda to heal it with their spells but this one is something different. It’s a secret mark which bond mates together body and soul and no Witcher can heal it or erase it. The witch appear right inside the Alpha’s room “ what do you need my help with?” She asked the moment she sited the Alpha sitting on his bed holding the hands of his unconscious mate.

"The witch made me do it. She cut him short. I would have left him, but my father warned that he never wants to see me with you. He reminded me that you have seen your mate and you are with her already, with kids, there is no space for me in your life. All I needed was to make a space for myself. The witch told me, she didn't want him, that she has a lover, whom she will go back to, as soon as Jayden returns from mountain cave, I even saw her lover, so I foolishly believed her. She told me I have a chance with Jayden, only if Blair, was dead, she convinced me to kill Blair, which I accepted to do. She brought the portion, and I poisoned her drink, and that was how it happened. I am so sorry,

Peterson concluded. Lucian's grin widened, a sinister gleam dancing in his eyes. "That sounds like the symphony of total annihilation. Yet, my friend, you are mistaken. It won't be solely vampires and werewolves united in this battle. The witches, too, have aligned themselves with our cause. Eric Damian is destined to meet his end, and with it, I shall reclaim the love of my life," Lucian proclaimed, his voice resolute and tinged with an unyielding determination.