Torrent Witches Novels & Stories

Then he collapsed trying to move. And then just as quickly as he had appeared at the gate he’d reached a hand out to us then turned to ash. His ashes blowing away in the wind. A cold chill ran down our spines. The scouts called it “corruption decay.” I called it preparation. Damon called it war. Jared called it impossible. Toney agreed with Damon. But I knew exactly who was behind it. The Witch. She was building something. Not an army or at least not in the traditional sense it was going to be something much, much worse. An infestation. Of the dead, Demonic and the evil roaming the lands. My heart ached for the people of this land already.

That night they called for “Web of Thorns.” The sanctuary torches burned low and menacing. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with coconut oil, jasmine, sea salt, warm leaking milk, and the sharp, dangerous edge of two bloodlines circling for dominance. Over one hundred bodies filled the space. The encrypted global stream surged past 61 million viewers.

“She says it like it’s easy. Just hop into the apocalypse real quick, no big deal.” Chelsea threw a pillow at him. “Shut up and let me witch.” Round Three: Tora & Serenya Tora, already halfway into a third page of notes, motioned Serenya over. “I’m gunna pretend this line—‘One child born with the spirit of flame, one with the wild’—isn’t personally threatening to my mental health.” Serenya smiled faintly. “Sorry?” “It’s fine. I’ve only had the twins for a year and now apparently one of them is bound to bring down the sky or something.” Tora exhaled. “But it’s not just about your journey. It’s about legacy. What we pass on.”

Finally, I picked up, "yes, It's Winter here." "Enjoying your life, huh?" I hear a creepy voice from the other side, "I thought you would have left Aspen after witnessing the kiss." Now I know who is this bitch; It's Ave who destroyed my everything and with whom Aspen has given me the biggest wound. "I thought if I blackmailed Aspen with his secrets to dance with me and kiss him later to create misunderstandings between both of you, you would leave him."

it appeared to be that she could see the uncertainty to Roland, so Songbird serenely made sense of, "Adulthood is the primary obstacle all witches need to cross, the later they cross this obstacle, the harder it becomes to bear. By and large, individuals generally transform into witches at a more youthful age than Anna. Your Greatness, do you have at least some idea why we can be viewed as Satan in essence? ***** At the point when Songbird got done, the room got back to quiet, just with a periodic snap of light fire. Roland had a serious look all over, for he at last comprehended what the witches were. The majority of the witches' arousals happened during the Long periods of Evil presences,

It looked like it had already been twenty-four hours. "Ric.." I held his wrist to sense what was going on in his mind, and my eyes widened when I realized that he was planning to steal the royal kid and kill me as well. I quickly left his wrist and moved back. I didn’t miss seeing how he thought that the blood that he drank might belong to Queen Lenora herself. In that case, the amount of power Alaric had was no less than thousands of years old. The vampires older than thousands of years were called Antediluvians.

Her kidnapping and this battle against evil had ripped apart how he saw the world, and the pieces hadn’t yet settled back into place. The light spilling through the open door of the sanctuary had a blue cast to it. Part of the left wall and its stained- glass windows had been destroyed by the tornado; relief workers had covered the gap with blue plastic tarps. The path of the twister had taken a hit-or-miss route all the way through the town, then up the valley to completely decimate the top of Hades Mountain. The Falls Resort, Cinatas’s stronghold of demons and vampires, had been leveled. And the mushrooming black cloud of demonic power that had hovered over Twilight for the past two weeks

It did not sound like him anymore, it was his wolf whose awakening could be seen in his dark orbs, "First we'll go to our room; I'll strip all these clothes that are bothering you by myself and ease this ache between your thighs. He grabbed both of my wrists in his one hand and pinned them behind my back whilst with his other hand he grabbed my throat tilting my face to bore his stare into my eyes. Damn...I loved the feel of his skin, I loved the scent of his breath...I loved everything about him and whatever he was doing. Still the need burning inside of me was yet to be satisfied. The growing wetness only increased and made the want stronger. "But, till we get there you'll have to keep you

“This is Miradel of Trigonia, as you can see, I also asked the witches’ help. I believe they have a great part in this war. Dion or should I say Venon was associated with the werewolf, humans, and witches. Hunters had been involved for a long time. And the witches had a great part too. I could not slip this part.” “Venon had been mysterious and surprisingly could pull strings easily. I could not draw her connection out, I knew for myself that she had more in her sleeve. This information is just the tip of what’s underneath. That is why I need you to widen my connection. Honestly, I do not know what is waiting for me…for us.” “How is she associated with the humans?” Alpha Titus asked.

His dark eyes narrowed at me and for a moment, I thought he would throw my hand off, but then the officiant began. "Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to-" The man's voice tuned out, my entire focus on the gorgeous man standing before me. Lucrezia had said he was a monster, and i believed it. There was something lethal about his beauty. Something that pulled you in and then destroyed you when you got close. Tattoos peeked out from his collar and lined his knuckles. Had those hands killed his first wife? Was I going to also be killed? No wonder Lucrezia had gone to such lengths to make sure her daughter didn't end up with this man.