The Witches Road Novels & Stories

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

It continued moving, till it reached a cross road, and stopped. "Witches of the order, masters of the night. Here your servant clamours for your attention. Reveal yourselves and show me the path" the hooded figure spoke. There was a shake in the earth and a huge wind blew from the west and came to a stop at the presence of the figure revealing the three witches of the dark. "Why have you summoned us?" Mariah asked, as the hooded figure bowed before them as a sign of respect. "The white witch and her group are in my pack as we speak... and it is only befitting that we show her the extent of your great powers oh Great witches of the dark...!."

The night sky over the Witches’ Domain shimmered with a strange hue, a pulsating silver mist flowing through the air like magic itself was alive. The trees here whispered secrets to one another, and the wind carried more than just the scent of the earth—it carried memories, power, and bloodlines long thought extinguished. Salem, a high witch and cousin to the Queen, stepped out of the twilight portal that opened near the Obsidian Stones—a gateway reserved for the ancient bloodlines. Her long midnight-blue cloak trailed behind her, brushing the moss-covered stones as she descended the forested path toward the sacred hall.

Hecate waved her hand through the mirror, dissipating it into a fog. "You mean Karmina. From my understanding, she has started making some movement about four years ago." Willow mentioned as she recalled the information Miss J shared with her. Karmina had been recruiting Rogues from different Supernatual groups, Witches especially. She had made a scene in the Werewolf community, but as to why, Miss J hadn't told her. Hecate nodded along as if reading her thoughts.

ter top, hair tied up in a ponytail.The three girls looked young and beautiful."Ready to hit the road, girls?" Katrina wore her shades in a way an any sassy girl would do.With a wave of her hand, they were disappeared and reached the gas station.In front of them was a black Range Rover as they got seated.Katrina was the one driving, Althea was sitting in the passenger seat while Alexandra was on the backside."I can't believe I am engaged!" Alexandra spoke delightfully."I can't believe I'm going on a road trip to Ice World with two good witches..." Althea sighed deeply."We are going to have fun, Althea," Alexandra said happily as she turned up the music.The wind pushes on the car to no avail.

“Witches Myan, I heard that there is a new adventurer with a new Witches bloodline enrolled in the Sirum City branch adventurer guild.” Witches Madea spoke with the Witches head of the Sirum City branch. Witches Myan is the head of the Witches Coven branch in Sirum City. This old lady is one of the High-level Witches in the Witches community who is respected in SULIME REALM. This old lady was over 300 years old where high-level Witches as well as werebeasts with high-level powers had a lifespan of up to 500 years. In SULIME REALM, the possessor of high-level power lived up to 500 years at most.

She could stop there and stay if she needed. "The trail has several villages of witches along the way. The witches have a tendency to attack travelers. You will want to steer clear of these two villages, take this path here," Saerus pointed to the path she should take around the two villages that he indicated, allowing her to avoid the bulk of the issues.

Alpha Throwing his glass across the room he watches it shatter onto the floor with the liquid running into the wall with a frown on his face. He's thinking how in the hell did I get associated with a bunch of useless people that can't do anything without messing up? It was a simple job, a very simple job, kill the witches, get rid of their bodies, and everyone will be happy but no that wasn't the case, instead, they mess up at every turn when it comes to this mission.

“Twinkets.” “Twinkets!” Triana shot me a shocked gaze. “Only witches of legend could see them. Control them.” I don’t think I control them. “I’ve never heard of them.” I responded flatly. Looking straight ahead as I limped her along the path they illuminated. She carried the lantern in her other dangling hand, since I supported her with both of mine. But the wind swirled dirt across our view so heavily that it made the lantern nearly ineffective. Clouds rolled across the moon making it blacker than black out.