Victoria Witch Novels & Stories

Hector explained. "What was special about her?" Alex asked. Hector looked seriously at Alex. "Victoria is a vampire, Alex. But she's not like us. But she is different from us. She has the ability to control the elements of nature. She can make fire, water, wind and earth move as she wishes." Alex was stunned by Hector's explanation. He had never known this about Victoria. He had never seen her use her powers. "How could you? I've never seen her do that." Alex said.

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

We never went back to the mansion after this, and I completely understand Kai’s decision not to go back. Thirteen-year-old Viktor sees them walking towards the staircase and scurries to get back in bed, but in his rush to get away, he doesn't see the dark shadow slinking around the corner towards his brother’s room. The witch targeted Dimitri from a young age; it seems. I wonder what made her decide to go with Dimitri and not our more vulnerable younger brother, Nikolai. But then again, Nikolai has the Volkov temper - whatever parasite was implanted in Dimitri would have wreaked havoc in Nikolai.

She explained and Nicolai nodded in understanding. "What about Victoria?..." "Victoria started performing rituals which were banned for the witches. The power she got as her legacy didn't satisfy her greed so she started borrowing her powers from the 5 elements of nature which made her powerful... But she didn't realise that she was making the witch world toxic and was opening forbidden doors for the evils..." "What happened after that?..."

Touch my mate, and I will kill you. "I...I am Victoria. The high witch! Orora is my friend!" "You are Collen's mate. The reason why we had this battle!" Victoria gulped at Ruben's words as she looked down on the ground. "If something worse happens to her, you are going to pay!"

That's right. I bought this top-tier, brawny werewolf to scrub my cauldron and do my chores. The inspiration came from a fellow witch I met at the wizarding market. She was bragging about her new half-orc slave, claiming he could lick the floors so clean you could see your reflection in them and even served as her personal foot warmer in the winter. While the other witches burst out laughing and treated it as a joke, I was the only one who zeroed in on two key words: labor and warmth.

I had to cover my neck with concealer because of the hickeys he left—and they weren’t just there, but all over my body, especially my chest. My hip bones felt like they were about to fall apart like Lego bricks. But either way, it was heaven. Victoria’s witch-like cackle snapped me out of replaying what happened last night. “Get used to it,” she simply replied. “For a lot of women—especially me—that’s called heaven. You’ve got to ride on what he wants and needs first, throw him bait, and once he’s hooked, I assure you, he’ll be the one running and begging for you.”

🌊 The River Witch Genre: Supernatural Thriller Target Audience: Teen and young adult readers (ages 14+) Tone: Dark, mysterious, emotionally intense Protagonist: Amara Nwosu, a 17-year-old girl with ancestral ties to an ancient river deity Setting: A remote Nigerian village surrounded by dense forest and a cursed river Last Recap: Amara discovered her late mother had hidden a secret: their bloodline is tied to Mami Nta, the River Witch—a being bound by an ancestral pact. In Chapter 3 ("Voices from the Water"), Amara heard whispers and had a vision of the past during a forbidden visit to the river. Something is awakening—and it’s The Pact and the Price The village square was abuzz with drums

“I don’t know if I’d say nailed it.” “I would,” Victoria insisted, eyes bright. Then her tone softened. “My grandmother was a seer. Before she died, she used to tell me a story, that one day, a witch with the powers of the Originals would come. That she’d bring hope to all witches. I always thought it was just a tale.” She paused, looking Aria straight in the eye. “But it’s you. I know it.” Aria blinked, startled by the conviction in her voice. Her throat felt tight. “I… I don’t know about that.”

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and