White Witch Chronicles Of Narnia Novels & Stories

Snow White was stunned. It was too big! She didn't think she could possibly open her mouth wide enough to suck the nectar from such a monster!!

“Of course I am. She’s worth more to me than anything else.” The White Witch stared at me—long enough for the air to feel heavy. In the depths of her gaze, something faint shifted. I couldn’t tell if it was respect or sorrow. “Very well,” she said at last. “If that is your choice. Give me something of hers.” I immediately handed over the glass vial Brian had given me—the one containing Ashley’s hair and blood. The White Witch took the vial, gliding over to the edge of the hot spring. She poured the liquid into the water, then lifted her slender fingers and traced a slow line across the surface. As she whispered that ancient, twisted spell, her voice was gentle but chilling.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

They all make the globe seems so magical, that's what it is anyway_a magic globe. The witch's hand is still at the top of the globe, she says "This represents your true identity, a testament to your burgeoning abilities as the Witch Supreme here in the Otherworld. With this, you can see what to others is invisible, and conceal what to others is visible. My Supreme," she ends and removing her hand, steps back. The crowd erupts in awe-struck cheers when the globe emits a light so bright it lightens up the entire room and then dims. Every witch in attendance in one accord, go on one knee and chorus "The mighty supreme."

Chapter 1 THE BEGINNING/RUDE ATTACK Hello, my name is Selena White, and I'm the offspring of The Red Blood Moon Pack's beta tester. I am what you can call the geek of the school exclusively for werewolves, and I can't wait to turn sixteen next month. My elder brother, who is eighteen years old, will be the next beta of the pack. Since we were little puppies, he has been incredibly protective of me and has already met his soul partner, whom I adore. What can I say, I've always wanted a sister, and the best part is, she's one of my greatest friends—that's right, she's also my sister-in-law.

— Broom stated, but looked the cat up and down, with a suspicious look. — Why that look? — She asked. — You're not looking for jewelry, you want a witch! — Broom commented, raising his eyebrow. Ágata swallowed hard, but smiled, hiding her agony. - Not really, because an old woman like me will want jewelry! The time for wanting to impress a man has passed. — In this village we can find sorcerers who will take us to the Dream Islands, Núlyas and… —Zeuck said to Igor

Viona greeted in a friendly manner, " Agatha! " Damien followed her gaze and discovered an young woman in white plain gown. A round glass was holding on her face, a face full of obedient student. One glimpse, Damien could tell that she was an highly educated person. Damien whispered into Viona's ears, " Who is she? " Viona replied looking straight into Agatha's eyes who was busy in chanting some spells, " Agatha De Meath, the last white witch of nineteen century. She is here to help us."

She winked at us and smiled, “Yes they did.” Then Levi approaches us with a tiny blonde woman with bright blue eyes. She was just too cute for words. Levi smiled, “Breena Pari, of the Fairy Kingdom, meet my brother, Prince Elliot and his new mate… is that Elisabeth?!” Elliot and I laugh, and I chime in, “Elisabeth of the White Witch Coven. But it’s just Elisa now.” Levi laughs, “Bro! All of our prayers were answered!” Elliot smiles, “Yes they were. If you’ll excuse us, we want to talk to Queen Winnie and mom and dad.” Levi chuckles, “In a hurry to get out of here?” Elliot laughed and just shook his head as we walked away.

I know it had something to do with Cole. “That’s it,” I say. Jane and Austin stop and look at me. “I need you two to back off for a second I am going to try something.” I tell them. They continue walking after exchanging glances. I sit on the floor of the woods. I try to concentrate and clear my mind. I think of a light. Suddenly I feel a presence. I stand up to see a woman. “Witch working with wolves huh?” she asks. She tries to start her spell, but I am too fast. I look at her fire, I think. She starts to scream and hold her head. Austin and Jane run over. “Alpha is on his way,” Austin says.

With a shudder, she added, “It was so creepy. Instead of people leaping from the portrait like when we were captured, it was just dozens of hands attached to arms that got longer and longer as they reached for me.” “I ken that is because it was the work of a witch on Marduke’s behalf instead of vampires hunting their prey,” Anton suggested. “I ran downstairs and things got even crazier!” Nora said with excited animation. “It turned out that Whitehouse woman was working for Marduke. Not only does she have eyesight that would rival an eagle’s, but she practices dark magic.” Anxious for her to get on to the part about how she finally escaped the house, I eagerly asked, “What happened? What d