Wiccan And Speed Novels & Stories

“Now, let’s see how fast you can run.” Zyra took her position at the starting line. Marcus blew a whistle, and she sprinted forward, her feet barely touching the ground. She moved with the grace and speed of a wild animal, covering the distance in a blur. “Your speed is incredible,” Marcus said as Zyra came to a stop, barely winded. “You’re faster than any Lycan I’ve ever seen.” Zyra grinned, feeling the adrenaline coursing through her veins. “Let’s push it further. I want to see just how strong and fast I can get.”

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. As the light faded the color on Ariana's blue eyes glowed in wonder. Her wounds and bruises majestically healed in a few seconds, leaving no single scar on her delicate skin. She looked around, feeling her own skin to make sure her wounds disappearing wasn't only her hopeful wish and dream. Her wound had really disappeared because of healing magic. The magic that often used by a skilled sorcerer. She was happy but notice Ian's staring at her and felt fear diffusing again on her heart. Luke who had seen Mike's healing magic still could never get tired from wa

Before I knew it, Dante's lips crashed against mine, my breath caught, and I felt his tongue slip through my teeth, sucking, and the pleasure of it drew me in until my lips tingled. Oh God, this feels so hot! Until he yanked the wig off my head. I gasped, pulling away from his mouth, as he removed my mask and smirked at me. “Well, if it isn't Monroe's baby sister.”

’ She looked up at him in confusion and gasped lightly with longing for him running through her. ‘Maddie,’ he said softly and still panted, ‘we can't have sex. Wiccan rule. Before the age of 21, it affects your magic if you mix your energy with that of someone else. Your energy must be pure for your magic to flourish.‘ ‘Oh.’ She was surprised at the reasons he had stopped making out, but then she smiled and straightened up. She kissed his lips and went on to discover his body with her hands. He groaned.

I muttered, trying to compose myself. The ceremony was a kind of a welcome and farewell party. Welcome to the new Alpha that would be chosen among us and goodbye to the losers. I didn’t doubt myself. I knew I would win the first challenge, the Alphas’ game. Speed was the most important factor and I am the fastest Lycan in the wolf territory. No one could beat me when it came to speed. My fastest record was 134 km/h. Everyone was celebrating while the Alpha sat on the throne, looking around like the dying lizard he was. Cannon was at the food table, gulping down glasses of alcohol like his life depended on it, as he spoke to a council member.

Something resembling anger twisted in my gut with bitterness. "We did. But a thousand wolves were no match for enchanted wolves that ran faster than a thousand-year-old vampire. It was as though they drew their power elsewhere. We would like to believe that a witch was involved. Or they dabbed in dark magic for more strength and speed." His foot suddenly slammed and jerked the brakes, bringing the car to a rocking halt.

Samuel called out for his younger brother when he didn't see him beside them anymore. "You are unbelievably fast Lu." Zee spoke. Werewolves were creatures with unbelievable speed to begin with however, Lucas's speed was unmatchable by any from their kind or the rest. As he moved at this fast pace, his smell was untraceable and nor could anyone catch even a glimpse of him. "Lucas, I see you. You're right behind the person. Attack to your left." Samuel spoke through mind link and the very next moment, Lucas lunged forward with inhumanely fast speed.

A damn powerful one too, not that I ever cared to show it. Beyond magical abilities, witches could also heal quicker than humans. We were, on average, just strong enough to lift a thousand pounds, and we could run twice as fast as the fastest humans. If a fast human could run thirty miles per hour, we could run sixty miles per hour without breaking a sweat.

] Then Charles walked in and began to explain the top-secret information that everyone needed to know. "Lost Wisdom and Sika—if I were to give a simple comparison, Sika is like a mastery that enables a determined person to knead a large quantity of dough in a short time. But for those who use Lost Wisdom, their extent allows them to finish kneading those doughs and even bake them in an instant, with the blink of an eye or just a thought.

"Your enemy won't wait for you to find your footing." "How did you move that fast?" Marcus gasped, accepting my help. "Practice. And necessity." I turned to address the group. "Speed without precision is useless. Precision without speed gets you killed. Again." For two hours, I ran them through every scenario I could think of. Close-quarters combat. Multiple attackers. Fighting in confined spaces. I used my Lycan abilities freely, showing them what they'd face against supernatural enemies. "Nora, this is impossible," complained Sarah, wiping blood from a split lip. "We can't match that kind of speed."