Wicked Witch Novels & Stories

The commander acknowledges the warning, acknowledging the danger that lurks in the presence of this witch. The commander then shares a chilling revelation. He informs Lucien about the witch, who is a powerful and age-old witch, about a thousand years old who has been wreaking havoc by abducting children from within the pack. The witch, despite her outward beauty, possesses supernatural abilities that allow her to subdue and neutralize the inherent powers of werewolves. It is a disheartening realization that their supernatural strengths are rendered useless against this formidable adversary. The commander goes on to explain that only a normal man armed with assault rifles stands a chance agai

They all sought refuge in the farthest mountain, to dwell alone in the heart of the woods. And my old-time friend, the wicked witch of the west, was the head witch. Sabrina, nicknamed the wicked witch of the West, was the cruellest of all witches. The most brutal, fierce and powerful. Seeing the grave danger she posed, her evil magic and her abode which was in the West, made her rumoured as the wicked witch of the West. Ignoring the sickening feeling in my gut after I turned West, approaching the mountain, I shook the feeling off.

Across from us stood Erasmus Bluthexer, Velan’s pompous royal warlock, his gray hair slicked back, his crimson robes screaming arrogance. Behind him, the five witches—Brunhilde, Hildegard, Ingeborg, Gretchen, and Ursula—lounged on conjured chairs, their cackles already echoing. “Ready to spank this overgrown toddler, Niklas?” Walda grinned, twirling her crooked cane. I inclined my head, a faint smile tugging my lips. “A gentleman never shies from duty, Walda. Though I suspect you’ll enjoy this more than I will.”

All the while, I’m hating myself, but if I’m going to get out of here, I need to capture my captor. Witches are basically humans with magic. They can’t heal the way wolves can, which makes them weak physically. She is wrapped up in lust, perfect, as she throws her head back I wrap the chains around her neck twice and squeeze. “Austin! What are you doing?!” She gags. “Who are you?!” I whisper menacingly and squeeze tighter.

Myra said. " What?? You are too young for that. You might have been hurt. " I was shocked. How can she be so stupid? " Oh, God !! She is not stupid. We just did the non-fire activities. We mixed the batter and she cooked pancakes for us. The best ones. Very tasty... We poured chocolate syrup and honey over them. " Viren said. " Oh, ok. " " Mamu, she flipped that perfectly. " " What?? Pancake ?? "

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

I questioned angrily, my tone rising as I finished, crossing my hands over my buxom chest in what I hoped was an air of indignant disbelief. I couldn't believe the cheek of it! “Oh, spare me the theatrics, Reynolds, I know your kind, and I've seen how you look at the Lycan, that lustful gleam in your eye.” The Wicked witch of the mountains chortled and my jaw just about hit the floor like a dustpan ready to collect rubbish. “You're crazy!” I gasped, my chest heaving from the effort as my heart hammered between my breasts when it looked like the hag was going to approach me.

It was a hard spell to do even for a powerful air witch like her, it was a spell that could take away any living needs of your opponent, for a fire witch it'll take away light in your eyes, hence you'll be temporarily blind for the entire battle, a terra witch, the land below you will swallow your opponent whole, a water witch, it'll take away all your water in your body and use it for an attack that will damage you as well, and for air witches like Lilan, it has the most powerful damage because air is needed by the livings more than other elements, it will take away all oxygen in your body and around you it's a definite win if Lilan does it right. Though with immense worry for what damage w

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.