Vampires And Witches Novels & Stories

I smiled as she put her arm around my shoulders. King Izzoth produced a map and explained, "The vampires have four broods. They like to stick close to species or humans that will easily be blamed for deaths that occur from a bite. So, East St. Louis, Salem, Massachusetts, L.A., and Chicago." Queen Winnie reasoned, "So, anywhere witches or high concentrations of IV drug users live." He nodded, "Yes. They like to make sure others can take blame for their actions." I shook my head and fumed, "Damn cowards."

"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."

I blinked to know what just happened now. She giggled and voiced, "You don't know anything about our species don't you" I nodded my head, she chuckled and said, "I was kidding but it looks like true. Ok, I will start with the basics. We vampires, werewolves, witches, and warlocks were created to balance nature and protect human beings. But when god offered more to humans and didn't notice the hard work of supernatural beings they went into depression. That's when evil god came to us and offered more and take us under his spell to do whatever he asked for which caused much chaos. God despite us. When he is about to kill us all together, a pure heart human came forward for us and explained our

UNKNOWN POV I open my eyes slowly, straining to see in the dark, dammit, he got the drop on me. I can't stand witches or wizards they are a sneaky bunch. the pain in my side is incredible, the wound has healed, but im suspecting wolfsbane was somewhere on that knife, the pain still radiating after the wound has healed tells me that.

And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans. She also heard about werewolves and witches but she lacked information about them. But she knew werewolves were supposed to have golden eyes and they were as strong as vampires. Though when it came to special abilities, werewolves lacked it compared to vampires. Information about witches was the hardest to find. They were almost extinct, according to the journal of a witch hunter she had read written a few decades ago. "If you are so sure that I'm not human, what do you think I am then?" questioned Reed, his eyes looking at hers intently as if he wanted to see through her soul.

The section contained a single scroll about the existence of vampires and the horrors they inflicted on the world till the werewolves banded together to defeat them. "They used to be witches. Damn it, why are witches always the problem?" Denzel rolled his eyes but stopped short when Cinnia sent him a glare. "No offense," He quickly added. Cinnia suppressed a smile and continued reading. "The witches wanted an edge over the werewolves so they harnessed dark magic. Wait." She tapped on a faint paragraph for Denzel to see. "They captured a werewolf, drew its abilities, combined it with the magic contained in the blood of the witches they intended to use, and created them."

"Despite the superpowers of the vampires, some humans came together to work on gathering information on how they could stop the evil creatures. Years passed and till date, the few people who knew of the existence of the vampires were either working with them or were being killed." She listened through everything he said. She wondered why she found herself believing everything James was saying. He sounded absurd, childish and illogical. How on earth would he say vampires were not just mere characters in the Dracula series? How she found herself believing that there was an ounce of truth in everything she was hearing not only surprised her, but it amazed her. "Are vampires the only supernatura

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

They won't mind if they kill those babies because they are evil. All the creatures gathered in front of the packhouse. They are waiting for Bonita and me to talk to them outside. I know it will be difficult, but we must speak to them and make them understand this is no joke. The war that is coming is going to be vicious. It will not be like our previous war, where we fought inferior witches and vampires. These vampires have trained over decades. And I know what they are doing. The witches are old witches. They have learned from the old witches how to do old-world dark magic. It is magic that we do not understand. It is magic, so powerful that nobody can understand it unless the old witches h

Dissolved as if it had never existed in the first place. What kind of control was that? It wasn’t normal. It couldn’t be. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he had bewitched her. Nobody talked about it enough, but witches were a thing. Just that they kept a very low profile. And most of them didn’t even do magic anymore, they had blended far too much with humans. But according to the records, Vampires and witches didn’t get along too well. In-fact, Vampires thought themselves far too superior to get along with any other race. Liz knew this because she’d done a thorough research. But that was a story for another day.