The Witcher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I couldn’t care less anyway. So, Ethan and I had our relationship on a nighttime basis. When everyone was asleep, I would wander out of our house into the entrance of the lonely community building. I usually carried my legendary diary so that no one would be too suspicious if they saw me sitting on a random bench at ten at night. I would keep myself busy by trying to draw the banshee I saw in my most recent dream while waiting for Ethan. My favorite thing about our dates is how his face lights up once he sees me on that bench, waiting patiently for him. It was obvious he loved me, but I wanted to know how long he would think I was enough for him. Normally, boys like him wouldn’t even talk to

There are sniggers from the back seat, but Leo and Ed, both know better than to voice their opinions on the matter. “Not that! The other 2…the hot little witch and her wolf friend. I saw how you were with them. I saw how you responded to them” he says. Damn, I was hoping no one noticed, but well…how can anyone not notice that little temptress…her curvaceous body in leggings and an oversized band T-shirt. I did not miss that she had a Bikini Kill shirt on. Riff is gonna want to hang out with her, take her to punk shows and shit, most of the girls around here aren’t into punk, let alone feminist punk bands. I wonder if she is just wearing it to be cool, or if she actually listens to them. Oh,

“Are you being serious with me right now?” A hint of anger flickered on the alpha’s face. “Yes, I am. She is a witch and, though you may not like to hear it, she most likely decided to stay loyal to her own. You can’t hold much faith in the word of a witch. I figured you would’ve known this, considering what happened to you.”

I want to taste her so badly. "I… uh… Aldrich…" "We won't be breaking any of your rules," I sink my teeth into the lobe of her ear. Her moan of pleasure goes straight to my already hard cock. My wolf is egging me on to claim her. She's our mate, he says. For a moment, I’m worried for my wolf. A Venusian Witch–our mate? It can never be. Claim her, he urges. Desire has addled my brain and I'm not able to shut his voice down.

Together, they symbolized the unity between the werewolves and lycans, bridging the gap between their two realms. As the celebrations continued, Alessia found herself reflecting on the transformative journey she had undertaken. She had grown from a young maid with unrequited love to a powerful and influential figure within the Convergence. Alessia's dreams of being with Phoenix had faded into the background, replaced by a newfound purpose and a love that surpassed her wildest imaginings.

“We do it for our Alpha. He will be the most powerful wolf that ever walked this earth, surpassing even the great, immortal king himself.” I snorted. "Oh, dark sister," I said. "You are not the first to try." "But I will be the first to succeed." Kaiya let out a roar that shrivelled my balls to peanuts and charged the witch. “No!” I tried to stop her. “Don’t…” I heard the witch’s neck snap, and to everyone’s horror, Kaiya’s hand curled into the deadly claw of her wolf just before she punched through the witch’s chest and ripped out her heart.

she hugged me. I'm happy to hear that, looking up at the sky I say thank you to the Goddess for giving me a second chance, a chance to make my pack better and change the direction that I was going with my life from a painful situation and the hatred that I had in my heart. With so much help I healed and I was able to love again. “ You are right about that” Ghost my wolf says. We both agree that life has changed once Hermoine was thrown into our lives, whether it was for better or worse, guess had the end of the day I ended up with a better end of the deal and all I can say is I'm happy.

“Come on, bunny, I know he’s your brother from the first time I saw him. You told me about him! Did you think I would believe the story that he was your mate? I mean, at first I was very confused, I can’t deny it, but after a couple of minutes I knew you were acting childish.” “You can’t be serious,” I murmured, looking away. “A witcher comes looking for you. One who is also identical to you, his name matches yours and, as if that weren’t enough. I’m not such an idiot, ”he concluded, smiling with pride.

Her breath hitched. She backed away until her shoulders hit cold ston, heart hammering like a trapped bird. And still... she couldn't look away. HIs eyes held her, molten and merciless, promising danger and deliverance in equal meausre. "Witch," he said again, voice lower, hungrier. 'You are my mate." Her knees threatened to buckle. the crypt spun, heat and cold warring inside her. She pressed trembling fingers against the bandaged sigil seared into her skin.

"If she did, she's a real good liar, but I intend to find out. She is keeping a lot of secrets from me. She says she doesn't want me involved for fear I could get hurt." "And you don't believe her?" "I don't know. I do know all of this is tied to her mother somehow, but she won't open up to me, but then again, I have known her less than 48 hours. I have to be patient. She didn't ask for me to come crashing into her life." "I did some research on that as well. And it is possible for a witch to bind her wolf. If he or she doesn't want to be identified, it is how they get in and out of other realms without being detected."