Vampire Witch Novels & Stories

If I can get together what I need for a séance I can talk to him one last time and find out what exactly happened that night that I couldn’t see myself, that I couldn’t prevent. Now that I got that out of my system there are a few things you should know about me personally. I've knowingly been a witch since I was twelve. Starting out is a grueling process because all witches are weak at first. They have to build on their power by learning spells and figuring out how to do some pretty neat tricks with their minds. I took my witch studies seriously and have become pretty powerful in the process; and even more so after I turned into a vampire. I defend my family against supernatural beings as s

Together, they pushed through the throng of werewolves, vampires, and hybrids until they made it to where a witch was casting spell after spell. "You. Get this off her. Now." The witch—a tall, dark-skinned, and curly-haired woman—opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow at Maverick. "What?" Cinnia scrutinized the witch from head to toe, trying to find out if she knew her but when she came up with nothing, she put on a bright smile and shouldered Maverick out of the way just as the witch released a bolt of magic right behind her. Cinnia craned her neck to look and saw the smoking body of a vampire on the ground a mere distance from where she stood. "Thanks." She blew out a breath and then contin

The vampires mainly stayed within highly populated areas, they didn’t venture out into traditional covens in the countryside. They were classed as Vampires to the less educated on such matters, but I knew their true heritage. They were blood witches. The witch in Camden market was a blood witch. She used my blood to read my past and future 3.5 years ago. I was keen to find her and ask questions. But Angel wasn’t being forthcoming with information and claimed he didn’t know the woman.

I took a minute to think over everything he had just said. That weird thing that happened last night must have been hard to conjure up. Not only would the witch tire out easily but she would also lose a lot of blood. "Vampires are heartless. Witches are nothing but power banks for them. Once their powers are used up, they are either killed or tormented until they die. It isn't in the witches' favor when they are all females." He said, his voice slicing through the silence that was slowly spreading across the room.

My eyes trailed to her slightly pale skin that gave me another steady fact that matched the mystery which was her hazy aura. She was a hybrid. Half vampire and half witch. A very powerful one at that, judging from the coverage of her aura. I emitted a low growl at this, how was it she was a vampire and a witch? Those races were basically mortal enemies, especially in this realm. Even at this school, witches would keep an arm’s length away from vampires and vice versa, only conversing with the likes of werewolves and the few Lycans that roamed the halls.

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

It was a dossier of nightmares. "The Crimson Matron," Aaliyah read aloud, her voice tight with a mixture of professional fascination and genuine fear. "An Eastern European witch with advanced hemokinetic abilities. Specializes in blood rituals and generational curses. The Ledger notes she single-handedly brought down the entire vampiric House of Carpathia in a single night of bloodshed." An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen.

I tilt my head up to the person who just talked. I narrow my eyes. "Who are you, by the way?" The woman smiles. She has curly black shiny hair. has a dark skin but is beautiful. "I was the leader of the witches in the real world. when we sensed that the royal blood soldier was in danger. We make a sacrifice to return here inside the prison box.Even if we knew that we couldn't go back if the royal blood soldier died in the hands of the hybrid. Wanda is a thousand-year old half-witch, wolf, and vampire. Who do we think has already escaped from his coffin? The underworld that all of the creatures back then jointly built was already collapsed. Our power detects that. And thank God that we decide

she declared, her words ringing out with the strength of her conviction. Ravenna? Adira's eyes widened in shock. Ravenna's was the biggest witch bloodline. They were the most powerful, pure-blooded witches, blessed directly by the moon goddess. Then, how did she become a vampire? How could the witches coven let her become a vampire? Does that mean she can return to being a witch soon? Maybe! Was that why they let her turn into a vampire? Adira's mind raced with many thoughts. She came out of her thoughts when she felt a strong pull of evil energy.

She had a sweet melodious voice, was she a singer? "Yes , I feel the connection but how do you feel the connection, what exactly are you?" Alaric looked around to ensure they were out of hearing ears. "I'm a vampire. You're a werewolf I assume?" 'A Vampire! A vampire!!Vampires exist?! How come she didn't know about this, does her father know? Vampires only existed in myths and were known to exist even before werewolves. Wait a minute , how old could he be? Andra kept thinking.