The Worst Witch Novels & Stories

She recalled this terrible smell, when once their pack caught some of the witches at the border, doing voodoo. Scarlett knew they had no heart. Their heart had turned dark once they decided to rebel against their coven. Kind of a curse of their Goddess Hecate. Just like the rogues! Even more dangerous! Scarlett's blurred vision snapped up to the woman, alarmed. However, it was too late! How could she not realise at the beginning!? Dark witches could do any spell and change their scents! "Wh-at did you mix in the water? What... I..." She stood up, stumbled and tried to touch the woman, yet she couldn't as her limbs were not supporting her. She was in the sign of paralysed!

The commander acknowledges the warning, acknowledging the danger that lurks in the presence of this witch. The commander then shares a chilling revelation. He informs Lucien about the witch, who is a powerful and age-old witch, about a thousand years old who has been wreaking havoc by abducting children from within the pack. The witch, despite her outward beauty, possesses supernatural abilities that allow her to subdue and neutralize the inherent powers of werewolves. It is a disheartening realization that their supernatural strengths are rendered useless against this formidable adversary. The commander goes on to explain that only a normal man armed with assault rifles stands a chance agai

Obediently, she followed his instructions and commented, “I once knew one.” His eyes widened. “How?” “Why the surprise?” she wondered. “Because they’re not good for the werewolf realm.” Blinking, she questioned, “Why’s that?” “They are very dangerous witches who lived in their coven. But they are also harmful to other witches and wizards like us. We used witchcraft to help others, but they wanted to rule both werewolves and witches. They are full of sins.” Her head drooped. ‘If I reveal Scarlett’s identity, he might withhold his assistance,’ she thought.

Lynn explained truthfully and I believed him. What surprised me was the fact that she was a rare black witch and was also Aunt's disciple, which was a very commendable feat. Black witch. Why are there so many witches this days? Witches are rare species and they are very powerful. There were three species of witches, the scarlet witch which was the most powerful. They are not on good terms with werewolves, mages and other species because of their devious and cunning ways. The species that hated them the most should be the mages and the feeling was mutual because Mages are the only ones that knew their weak points and vice versa.

“The Witches took the blame for the first time because the boutique was destroyed with a spell, but this one shows that we’re not the evil ones against the school. Killing two people with really promising magic doesn’t make any sense.” “That’s true,” Draven said. “I really don’t think the Witches are to be blamed again for this.” “We could be dealing with a group that has at least one person from each kingdom,” Kodak suggested. “Exactly, bro, and that’s the worst-case scenario. Because how the hell are we gonna tackle that?” Torvin said. The question hung in the air for a moment. “This is really bad,” Christie sighed.

“What?” “A bed,” the witch said, her voice sharp. “Why does she have a bed?” The other witches moved into the room now, all of them staring at the mattress like it was some kind of abomination. “She needed it,” Maximus said defensively. “The floor was—” “The floor was exactly where she should be,” the head witch interrupted. Her voice was cold and angry. “She’s supposed to be in the worst living conditions possible. Conditions that won’t harm the baby but will make her miserable, broken down, and desperate. That’s how the spell works best.”

"For a witch." "For my mate," Kael said. "The species is irrelevant to the law." "The species," Maren said, and now the pleasantness in her voice had thinned to something underneath it, something cold and very old, "is the entire point of the law, Kael. Ordinance Seventeen exists because wolf witches are a destabilizing force. They can unravel the bonds that hold packs together. They can unmake what the moon built." Her eyes moved to me. Cool and direct and entirely without warmth. "This one tried to sever your bond the moment she met you. You told me as much in your report."

She is our anchor, our strength, and our weakness rolled into one. He nodded at me and continued reading one of the files in front of him. “Uhm, Nate?” He raised his head to meet my gaze, “Hmm.” he acknowledged. “What do you know about wisps?” I asked reluctantly. He put the pen down on the table and relaxed his back on the chair. “I know that witches use them to confuse and distract enemies. But…….” he sighed. “It can also be associated with bad omen or death,” he continued.

“What rumors have reached your ears?” Mika's piercing blue eyes pinned me in place. “Oh, let me think.” His voice dripped with mockery. “How about the fact that you cursed an entire family because you were rejected by a lover? Or the fact that you turned countless people into toads with your witchcraft? And let's not forget the number of people you've inflicted with illness because they paid you to do it.” My jaw fell open. Like, actually open. Catherine Wells really was a witch. Not only that, she was a vile one at that.

As the most powerful witch in the pack, I gritted my teeth and swallowed the poison before the new Luna's ascension, destroying my own gift of foresight. In my last life, I had divined that the new Luna was a spy sent by the vampires, and that she would bring about the pack's destruction. When I begged Alpha Hall to banish her, someone reported me for coveting the Luna position, accusing me of selfish motives. Alpha Hall led a search of my quarters, and somehow, a letter conspiring with vampires was found under my bed. The moment Luna saw it, she flung herself into Hall's arms and sobbed with wounded innocence: "Bella, I know you've been in love with our Alpha, but you can't just frame me be