Wendy The Good Little Witch Comic Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was Wendy, standing there with that smile of hers, the one that always seemed to make her eyes sparkle a little too brightly. She took a slow breath, inhaling the air like it was something rare, and her smile deepened. “Good evening, Alpha Zane,” she said smoothly, stepping a little closer. “I saw the light, and I wondered if you were having trouble sleeping. I could help... if you’d like.” I couldn’t stop the corner of my mouth from pulling up into a smirk. Her scent wasn’t the only thing giving her away. “How exactly can you help me, Wendy?” I asked, voice low.

She could finally hear her mother call out to her. “Cherry.” “Mom.” “Listen to me please. Do you see the woman who handed you the necklace?” “Yes.” “She's a friend. I need you to go with them. They are there to bring you back home.” “Okay.” The Good Witch cast a levitation spell on the girl and she was able to get her out of the tree. Then she had Isabella's father hand her the water sack. She poured the contents over the girl's tail. Her scales stopped flaking and her wounds stop bleeding. The witch took out the shell.

This particular spell could only be used by high priestesses and only a high priestess more powerful than the one that casted the spell could see her or undo it. Elder Lazarus was not a witch, he did not have our blood and he was a full-fledged wolf. I was sure of this so how was this possible?

All designed to determine if the 'future' Alpha is worthy enough to take the Alpha title. So, here we are. Trent and his father, Terry, the current Alpha. Then my father, who is the Beta, and me, a low-quality witch. My parents were an unusual pairing, him being a Beta, and my mother an Earth witch. My mother died when I was young, leaving me with a father who was absolutely sure he would be passing his legacy down to me. He was training me since I could walk to fight. I hid the fact that I could tell I had witch tendicies. Like hearing the trees and animals whisper amoung one another. You can imagine how disappointed he was when I turned 16 and never shifted.

She smiled and nodded her head. "What's your name?." I asked her. "Wendy." "So why are they calling you an Omega?." Wendy sighed. "I haven't got my wolf yet, and they all say I'm weak because I'm human." I shook my head. "That doesn't make you weak, You'll get your wolf trust me. As for being a human, take a look at me, I'm human and I'm not weak."

The coffee splatters on my nice suit. "Listen." She says. "I'm not Dani Fox. I won't let you play with me. If you mess with me, I'll shìt on you. Literally." I scowl at her as she walks like a robot to the door. "You stained my suit!" She stops at the door to turn around and look at me. "That was the plan." She winks. "Told you I'll make you take it off." Wendy is crazy. ****

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

That's a first. "Miss J." the girl's honey sweet voice greeted the Witch with a hug. Miss J returned the embrace before stepping aside and gestured toward him. The girl froze up at the sight of him, which wasn't at all surprising. If she was a Witch like Janice, she could sense what he is almost immediately. "Willow sweetie, this is Dante. He's helping me with a few issues." Janice looked toward the entry way, "May we come in?" she asked her. Willow opened her mouth to speak.

The boundaries of our pack the emerald pack is fortified by the spell cast centuries ago by a powerful witch and this have made our pack impenetrable, we have since been cordial to other packs and never being at war with others within our territory, and most times visitors traveled from far and wide to get our portions or spells. I was still a trainee witch under Mia who was the head enchantress of the pack. She was a gifted witch but I noticed she practiced black magic and consulted demons when she felt no one was watching. She never took permission from the trees before cutting off the leaves even when they had warned her against such. This had hugely affected the potency of her herbs and

He smiled wearing gloves on his hand, he brought out a silver chain and I shivered knowing the pain I'll receive. He brought out a substance and I couldn't move or process any thought, I couldn't believe I was staring at what I've always heard about, he injected the wolfsbane on the silver chain, then he turned to me with a smile, I now understand why he promised me twenty hits and a painful death, he was using what will kill me. "Now make sure you count with me, if you don't, I'll start again." He said grabbing my hair, I winced in pain immediately he hit me.