The Worst Witch Novels & Stories

Somebody knocked on the door once and entered with heels clicking loudly on the floor. Jonathan quietly swore under his breathe.... The doctor looked exhausted....his team frankly looked scared. James looked tired and bothered. "Is she dead? Whats happening? Darling James, talk to me. I need to know whats going on with my poor sister!" Jonathan muttered "The wicked witches of the west returns. Why the hell haven't they melted yet?!" Great...I truly couldn't excape them....They were literally everywhere! Now I had to deal with them..... The Harlot and Mother Dearest from Hell. Probably plotting to finish me off in my very own hospital room.

CHAPTER Third POV Nordic witch thought of whether or not the dark witches could eventually betray her and something struck her mind. The witches’ agenda involved turning people to witches like themselves. She had noticed that for each of the wolves turned, they were all nothing but slaves to them and so, wondered if she wasn’t a slave herself. Nordic witch was sure that even though it may take time, the witches were bound to eventually betray her and so decided that it was better to have a plan against the witches if she would eventually be betrayed. Nordic witch was of the opinion that the greatest mistake the witches could make was entrusting her with so much powers and so, Nordic witch th

"I don't know. I swear, I don't know. She just selected thirty-two High Witches and sent us here to get the babies. That's it. We were'nt told what they were for." I inhale a cold breath... High Witches... If I remember Witch hierarchy correctly... it's the Fledgling Witch as the weakest, then Novice, then Adept, and then the High Witch in terms of power. And there were thirty-two of them... The fact that Robert was even able to survive is a testament to the prowess of Amadeus wolves. It's clear we won't be getting anything more from her. The well of information has run dry. Dominicus stalks toward her with predatory grace. Her eyes widen as he comes closer. She can see death in his eyes. “N

Those weren’t the worst cases though. If the baby was a girl, then the witch would rise. But the wolf would constantly challenge the witch inside and the child couldn’t control their magic. Those were the worst cases. Young witches learn how to control the magic within them from a young age. But a young witch with a wild wolf inside can’t learn how to do that. Not easily, anyway. The witch’s magic couldn’t be stabilized. In this case, the poor child became a danger because he or she couldn’t control their magic. A child like this was a threat to all. Packs wouldn’t take her. She could only live with covens. The witches in covens went through great length to help the child, to spare her life.

Ella asked in frustration over his continuous denial. “It is not as you are thinking, Ella. I am as worried about Lara as any one of you. It is just that I am equally worried for you as well. Your life is important to me as well. I had already committed a big mistake by allowing Lara to meet the witch, and the result was that she was poisoned by her. I just don’t want to commit the same mistake again. If I allow you to meet the witch upon your insistence, and if something happens to you, then I won’t be able to forgive myself ever in my life. That is the only reason that I am denying you permission. The witches’ abode is perilous. She has more powers than werewolves. She has gained those pow

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

The other witches exchanged worried glances, their unease palpable. “Is this normal?” I asked, my voice raised above the growing crescendo of wind and whispered incantations. Sariah's eyes widened, genuine worry etching lines on her face. “No, it’s not,” she said, glancing at the leader, who seemed to struggle with the spell’s growing intensity. The chanting witch’s voice changed, deepening into something dark and foreboding. Her eyes turned black, void of warmth, as she fixed me with a terrifying gaze. “I found you, little wolf,” she crooned, her voice resonating with malicious mirth.

I rubbed my head tiredly. "Where is this girl from that she was treated so bad?" The witch, who may or may not be Sandra asked. "She came from the Red Blood pack." Sawyer's phone dropped to the table with a clang out of the witch's hand and I looked at her incredulously. "What's wrong?" Sawyer asked, uneasily. 3/4 Chapter 19 The witch was frozen. Her eyes were wide with panic in her eyes. During the conversation, I had nearly forgotten she was a 12 or 13 year-old girl, but now she looked every bit one.

Ilyra explained, her voice gentle but firm as she held the old woman’s hand. "The Nexus? You're both fools if you think you can just walk into the center of the marsh and take what you want, because the path is guarded by the Drowned Witches now," Hestia said, and she looked up at me with a grim, knowing smile that chilled me to the marrow. "They are the spirits of the women your pack threw into the black pools during the raids, and they’ve spent the last twenty years waiting for a Rauvenhollow wolf to come back so they can pull him down into the silt and keep him there forever."

War will break out and, at some point, werewolves will have to interfere to protect our own. And what will happen if she decides she doesn't want a coven? What if she decides to unite every witch in one big, witchy association, with her in charge? And who is the biggest enemy of the witches? My sorry ass. Can i win this battle, i wonder. If the witches turn against me, i am positive many of my packmates will side with them. I know they are looking for a chance to overthrow me. I am hurting the pack and if i wasn't so strong i would have been challenged countless times. This is going to be a massacre, either way. And what will happen to humans? What will happen to us if we get exposed to them