The Witches Daughter Novels & Stories

These witches did a lot of wicked things like sacrificing innocent people, harming children to steal their souls and also signing contracts with demons. Ordinary witches were no match for the dark witches. Hecate saw that the moon goddess had created a silver wolf and blessed them with magical powers, so Hecate decided to bless the silver wolf as well with the ability to be immune to magic, making them the perfect weapon to get rid of dark witches. However, since there were no dark witches in the last hundred years, there was no need for the birth of a daughter of the moon. “Raina? What does it say?” Agatha asked. “Is it something bad? Why are you not saying anything?”

I pulled her closer. She placed her hands on my chest to stop me. My wolf whimpered dramatically from the rejection. Odessa felt it and rolled her eyes. “We’re not getting freaky tonight, Maverick. The witches are back. I’m positive they’ll be here during the autumn festival, and it’s going to be big.” The witches killed my grandmother. From then on, they were banned from Daciana. Killing wolves or other creatures gives witches incredible power. However, when my grandmother was murdered, the witches failed to complete their spell because they were driven out.

I glanced at him, "my parent's pack did, I think I have mentioned that I am a daughter of an Alpha and my mother was a witch, she lived with them and she was accepted. My mother was an Adams holding dominating power to influence the witches. They almost made it but Dion's pack ruined everything. They killed my mother, and the witches believe that werewolves are traitors after that." "Your mother was a pure witch that is why they believe her and accepted her words, you have the blood of a werewolf, how will they believe you?" "They will." I said while looking at the walls in front, beyond that wall was where the witches lived, it was surrounded by powerful enchantment. Timor walked closer. "D

"That's another story. See the witches constantly receive and review prophetic visions on the pack. They are not always clear but we do make something of it. One of the vision says, the Amnell bloodline and the bloodline of the other eight witches plays a role in breaking the curse. But unfortunately, every descent of the remaining seven witches are dead. You and Esther are the last descent from the nine witches." Davina had a surprised gaze but she didn't say a word. "That's why we were looking for Pertrova's daughter." She nodded. "If you didn't know my identity when you first met me. Then why did you kidnap me to begin with, and please don't tell me it's to organize event. I always knew

An unfamiliar voice announced. We looked past Darren to see a full-figured woman step out of a room. She had short blonde hair and brown eyes, and her face had similarities to Liar and Domitilla, though small. She wasn’t a wolf; based on smell, she was a witch. This must be Augusta, Ersila’s witch great-granddaughter.

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.

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."

“We originate and carry Owens blood. The Owens are the first of the witches. We started with warlock Joshua who married a woman with magic in her but wasn’t a witch at the time. Their children were all powerful, their spells of banishment and healing are the most potent. Some witches in our family have been said to not need spells or potions just naturally occurring magics.” Freda stands putting her hands out for Ivy to take them. Her eyes linger on Ivy genuine and warm. “Be not afraid of the power with in.” Freda speaks softly. Ivy shook her head and ran to the stairs and climbed down rushing to the living room to find her dad had passed out. “Dad? Wake up. Dad. Das please we need to go.” I

She was sure her daughter was pretty much the same as her. The little difference between them was that the daughter and begun to shift effortlessly and could use her wolf powers well but she was not yet able to tap into her witch power and that gave her an advantage over the naive girl. "I thought you called yourself the head of the witches? I expected more than this from you!" Lucia gave a sheer laughter that sent shivers down the spine of those who heard it. "Damn you! I promise you, this isn't the end. I'm going to come back for you. I'm going to kill you." The witch roared aggressively and made to stand up.

Hope has been long gone in the eyes of soldiers. This has come too far. When night falls and the light of the moon comes and shines over us, that is the time we are being pushed back and even now we can't do anything. We witches and fairies are sorcerers that take life from the sun, while warlocks and werewolves take them from the moon. Our forces are weakening. Hope has been long gone in the eyes of the soldiers. I can't let this continue on. I can't let my kingdom, my world suffer when I could obviously do something for them. I must do something.