The Witches Road Novels & Stories

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

The witches who lived here called themselves the Red Scorpions. I stepped out of the car, my boots crunching against the dirt road, and my brothers followed suit. The village was eerily quiet, but we didn’t remain alone for long. A group of witches emerged from the shadows, their crimson robes catching the faint sunlight. Their faces were impassive, but their body language was clear—they didn’t want us here. “Greetings, Alphas,” they muttered in unison, their voices low and wary. Their stances were rigid, like a wall meant to block our path. I could feel the tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

"At least I know they didn't act on their own. I don't know how they did it, but maybe someday I will find out." He kissed her cheek. Anne went mute, growing very scared as she lay her head on his chest. "I really need to act fast. I'm so scared that my cover will get blown, sooner or later." Meanwhile, as I kept driving, something started controlling my hands. Whatever it was, I couldn't explain, but the force was strong, and I couldn't overpower it. So, I allowed it to guide me. I drove for a long time until I noticed my car disappear and reappear in a strange place. I alighted from the car and walked closer, noticing the place where the three roads met—it was three narrow roads. The witch

I can feel the power in their steps, the urgency in their movements. The path ahead is dark, but we have the scent of the Wendigos to guide us. They won’t escape. Not while I’m Alpha. *** Alex The air is thick with the smell of burning flesh, the stench of decay, and the metallic scent of the witches' blood. Through the trees, I see the women, their hands are raised, their faces contorted in concentration, but it’s clear they’re fighting a losing battle. Thirteen witches, different forms of magic crackling around them, battling the Wendigos in a desperate fight. Fire, water, wind, earth — each witch wields strong power, but their faces are pale with exhaustion.

“Wait, it’s not just monkshood. Those witches did something to it. I can feel it” I smile at that “You can feel it? Are you a spell whisperer now? Collin is barely two minutes away.” “They are in a car. They can drive right over it with zero contact.” She had a point. I needed to think fast. I could hear the wolf and the witches waking. I looked back to see the wolf dragging his two accomplices along. They were heading for the woods. I couldn’t deal with this right now. They were not getting far. “They put it on the road knowing a car would drive over it. I need it off the road.”

He mumbled with indecisive emotions. Mother Wakilimati nodded in affirmative, "Yes a witch, meet her and she will help you because a great war is coming your way. That is all I can say to you, there is no other one to help you apart from her" she stated stiffly, slowly she stood up, the stick in her hand for support. A gentle breeze came into the room through the small window beside them, adding more sensation into Robert who stood up facing the old woman. "But how can I find this witch?" He inquired with a confused expression.

Everyone in the room laughed as Elliot stated, “We will meet again tomorrow evening. Let’s be thinking of what we can do to keep Dahlia from taking her and how to rescue her siblings. After everyone left, we set my mom up in one of the spare bedrooms, and we went to bed. I got under the covers, and Elliot asked, “What are you thinking, beautiful mate?” I smiled. No matter how bad I perceive things to be, he’s always right there to pick me up. I sigh, “Just thinking about this whole ordeal. I was just realizing that Dahlia didn’t even seem to notice that I don’t have my magic anymore.” Elliot offered, “Maybe she didn’t get close enough to feel it?” I shook my head, “No, a witch’s magic is lik

He reached out a leathered whip and slapped it to the horse buttock that was replied with a loud neigh by the horses, starting their journey to the slavery trading. The bumpy road shook the container of the carriage like a tornado. The young girl had never ridden one and the shakes hurt her hips. She looked around and although the container was shut off completely by the tent, the girl spotted a small hole to see the horizon transitioned from blue to orange, giving morning to the night as they exited the village where she lived.

yells Rex. “Shit, let’s go,” says Hector. They quickly break down their camp, get on their horses and head further into the witches' kingdom. The demons break off after two days and head back to Ember. Leaving only Hector, Rex, Ash, and Ruby. They travel for five days before they reach the city capital of Wind Fall, the kingdom of the witches.

“They’re here.” Evans pulled Jenny close to him as a very large and very intimidating caravan of witches pulled into the village—the thing seemed to stretch for miles. “Wow...” Roxie said as Walker held her close, both of them cupping her belly as she leaned into his chest, “I...I’ve never seen so many in one place.” “Just wait until the wolves show up,” Evans whispered. “What about some of our people?” Suri asked, “Will none of them help?”