Vampire Werewolf Witch Novels & Stories

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."

Lycan bravely confronted the witch, but she was too powerful for him to defeat on his own. Lycan returned to the forest and gathered the bravest and strongest werewolves to help him defeat the witch. Together, they journeyed to the moon and engaged in a fierce battle with the witch. The werewolves fought with all their might, but the witch was relentless and seemed to be invincible. Just when all hope seemed lost, a young wolf pup stepped forward. This small and unassuming creature was filled with bravery and a pure heart. The pup approached the witch and, with a voice filled with conviction, told her that she had no right to take away the moon's power.

I stayed in my room all day. I feel bad, I should be out there observing training but I can't focus on anything except what Blair told me. I'm standing on my balcony, a glass of wine in hand-thanks Seth- trying to think of all the other supernatural creatures who wield black magic, and I've never had an obvious encounter with any. The werewolf community was really only open to witches. They help us keep our lands healthy and fertile, and we offer them shelter. Most live for free in exchange for their magic, but most of them have shops in the pack's market where they make their income, selling witchy things and doing simple spells and readings. Witches can be dangerous, but the ones in the pa

"It's up to you to investigate. Tell the hunters about your plan." Beatrix nodded. "Yes, chief." ------- "Vampiric Witch?" Cael, Damon, Raven, and Kyra sat in the cafeteria with Beatrix. Beatrix met with them to explain the mission they would do after class. "Witch vampire?" Damon asked. Beatrix nodded. "They are different. The vampiric witch captures a person's life gateways, and their favorite is the children. According to legend, the vampiric witch is strong. Like vampires, they live for a long time. When they eat life force, their lives are prolonged. They are stronger and faster than humans."

As for the blood wolf, it reverted back to its human form, but its head was deformed beyond recognition. Alpha Broderick scanned the place and saw that his subjects were in a disadvantageous position. He also noticed that the enemies number seems higher than theirs. Not only that, their regeneration speed was faster compared to his people. As blood wolves are vampires pet, they can be considered as its kin or descendant. They can suck blood from any lifeforms to restore their wounds and provide them energy. On the other hand, Alpha Broderick's warriors were tired and have accumulated wounds after wounds. Although their healing ability is fast, if the fight continues for several hours, they'l

The two vampires both have a brooch with a ruby emblem on her collar. "Is there no news from the mole yet?" The witch asks impatiently, tapping his index finger on the suitcase he brought. "None yet, Gee," one of the werewolves responds. "Are you sure you are the best witch for this job?" a vampire interrogates, her eyes throwing daggers at the witch's fretful state. "Won't it be more advisable if you double-check your spell?"

The witches flopped back onto the ground, tired and wheezing. The oldest one—a woman so wrinkled she looked like a skeleton—spoke up, her voice rough as gravel. “I’ve got bad news,” she said. “Werewolves are being killed like chickens these days. A new kind of vampire—strong ones—hunts werewolves as though they lives depends on it.” Another elder, her eyes milky and blind, chimed in. “Ninety of ours are gone. Twenty-three alphas, the rest betas and omegas.”

I said to remind him. We stood in the study quiet for a time. I felt the darkness around my mind waiting for me to let my guard down. I knew I could not tell Killian everything yet not about the voice or how I felt like someone was watching me from inside my mind. If I was a vessel I was one, with my thoughts. I had survived Thorne and I had survived the woods. I had survived a war. I was not going to let some old spirit take my life now. "We need to find the witch," I said, pulling back. "The one from the woods. She knew I was going to give birth early. She knew about the 'Werewolf Queen' thing."

I wrinkled my nose then turned my attention back to the tv screen in front of me, although my brain was still thinking about Alex's words. Iris violets. Lycan. The first lineage of werewolves. Everything sounds crazy. 'Maybe I'm wrong." Alex exhaled and opened his eyes again, He looked at me with a half smile. "You are wrong Alex." I gave him a small nod then returned to staring blankly at the tv. ***

Had black hair with sparse grey ones in between, wearing his cassock with a briefcase that contained the tools he needed for the cleansing. “You all need to leave, maybe Seth and the boy’s father can stay back.” Father Benjamin said and they all vacated the room. Christine took a while before she adhered but she was reminded that the more time she takes, the more her son’s life is in danger. “The wolf blood witches have been in existence since the far 1700s. They have a rule; whatever is given must be returned. They always seem to show up when you’re desperate for something. Remember, whatever deal you make with the devil, he will always win.