Wiccan X Hulkling Novels & Stories

With a squeal, she went in for a hug, only to back off at the last second, her grin turning sheepish. “You won’t regret it, we promise!” I said nothing as I turned and made my way to class, slipping into the room with two minutes to spare. In History of Wicca we continued to discuss the results of Nyx gifting the people of this island with wolf spirits, and Hecate gifting the people with magic. We went over the centuries of bickering, wars, and eventually coexistence between our peoples. Afterwards, as I headed to my Witchcraft 101 class, I felt a phantom tug on my wrist. I passed by an empty classroom when that tug became a pull. It yanked me into the room, only for the door to slam shut be

Wolves clashed with cultists as the valley trembled. Mira fought her way through the wave, cutting through enemy after enemy. But Jerrin was gone. She had no time to hunt him. Instead, she spotted the heart of the ritual: a circle of obsidian pillars, each with a bound wolf strapped to its face. Above them, the spire’s peak began to shift—opening like a flower. Inside, a figure stepped into view. Clad in crimson and bone, Seer Halvek raised his arms. “Brothers. Sisters. Witness the becoming!”

The entity shrieked in pain, its form flickering momentarily. Ethan, nimble and decisive, darted through the chaotic battle, landing a series of precise strikes against the base of the spire upon which Xol'thul stood. The obsidian began to crumble under his attacks, weakening the entity's hold on its domain. Professor Thorne, her voice hoarse from exertion, chanted an ancient banishment ritual. The air crackled with potent energy as intricate glyphs, glowing with otherworldly light, materialized around Xol'thul. The words of the ritual resonated with forgotten power, echoing through the cavern and resonating within Maya's very being.

She drawled and Edna cackled that godforsaken shrill laugh again. Needed to wash out her trachea too, what with that laugh? Must be a throat infection or something. “Come on, grab that duvet and let’s hit the other rooms while the girls are out, leave the roach for last when the hag gets her.” Crystal drawled and a throb started at the pins of my temples. The fuck? A hag? Hell to the no! There was a reason Werewolves and Witches did not mix, and I’d be damned if I was waiting like some impressionable young fox, for a witch to come to me.

We sink our teeth in, and he yells in pain as he kicks us off. "Who dares." He turns and glares at us. “Isolde, finish the spell. I’ll deal with this interruption.” He shifts into his wolf and runs towards us. We growl and run towards him as well. Isolde Estelle Verde we call! The witch screams as Zeus jumps on her. I shift my gaze back to Rivk wolf, who’s before me. He leans in to bite my neck, but I dodge him. I jump on him, pinning him to the ground, but he kicks me off.

Why would a witch want a cub when it was not hers? "Before I was born," Helia began. "A werelion spied on an organization of humans. This organization was a secret one and was owned by Mr. Wilkinson, a rich, diabolic, and crazy businessman who knew that werelions and werewolves were real. He wanted to form an invincible army of werelions and werewolves so that he could become more powerful. The more powerful he becomes, the more evil he can perpetuate. But, Mr. Wilkinson had no idea where werelions and werewolves lived so he decided to meet Nyx. He knew that Nyx was a powerful witch and could help him. Brient, the werelion spy told Alpha Leander about this so Alpha Leander met with Nyx to di

He laughed and moved away when he heard Mars' sulky voice, and before she asked why he was laughing, she furrowed her eyebrows as she suddenly felt his anger. " Alpha Zen," Marcus uttered to put all his focus on him " Just like you said, we found a big underground warehouse that we can't touch the door because black magic has been practiced on it and it might kill us while we can hear voices from below. What do we do now?" Is there anything dearer than the soul?? Yes..you! I chose you to adore you and love you more than my soul and myself "my alpha" 'I'm not the most powerful person a god has ever created... but I'm strong enough to make you shiver at the mention of my name'

She howled in pain, her husband had broken her heart, and the heart of the pack. After the war amongst witches, wolves and humans, it was discovered that the real enemies are the humans, so the witches lived among the wolves, in harmony, they had no issues, they shared things in common, and helped each other in different ways, until something happened, a witch living among the wolves fell inlove with a human, whose number one priority was to hunt wolves for tearing his family apart, the witch, shared details with this human, who in return killed her and the wolves he could get, ever since then, the wolves banned the witches to stay on their own, never to be seen close to wolves again. No wol

My magic, fueled by raw emotion, had amplified the natural forces around me, creating a spectacle of nature's fury. I knew I couldn't stay here any longer. My decision to leave was not just about self-preservation; it was about sparing Alpha from the dangers of knowing the truth about me. As a witch from the Howling Nexus clan, my existence was a secret that could bring harm not only to me but also to those around me. Alpha, in his trust and kindness, had unknowingly placed himself in harm's way by accepting me.

She yelled urgently: "Hawkins! Run away! They are werewolves!" "Am I blind? Of course, they are werewolves." Hawkins scolded her, his face still calm as if he were still in the office teaching Emily. With a twist of his right hand, the sword on the wall instantly returned to his hand. The wounded wolf groaned and fell to the ground, unable to move. The other three wolves saw their companion being injured and immediately became angry, revealing their fangs and charging at Hawkins: "You damn cat! Today we will skin you alive!"