Wicked Witches Novels & Stories

Aira’s POV “You guys are wicked !!” Danielle chuckled through our temporary group mindlink as he watched the eight witch fall into our trap and join the party to H E L L with her other seven friends. I am sure that they would have a pool party in burning oil and loads of fun with whips and forks. Haha. They deserved it. “Oh you haven’t seen ‘Wicked’ yet, dud,” Jax chuckled as everyone hid back in the shadows. “Ninth incoming in ten,” Danielle signaled.

the pack’s alpha replied. Our witches were ready to bend the forces of nature and elements so that they could bring all the wolves to their knees and submit to us. Some of my witches summoned the trees and their roots under their control, and others bent the wind that paralyzed the wolves. The roots plucked the wolves to the ground and strangled their throats, the closer we got to the alpha and his family, the faster our roots and the suffocating creeps of the wind swept away their wolves. Their sorcerers did cast their spells, but their power had diminished and they could only slow down their roots. I felt their power diminishing and I was so proud of the strength and wisdom of my witches.

I pulled her closer. She placed her hands on my chest to stop me. My wolf whimpered dramatically from the rejection. Odessa felt it and rolled her eyes. “We’re not getting freaky tonight, Maverick. The witches are back. I’m positive they’ll be here during the autumn festival, and it’s going to be big.” The witches killed my grandmother. From then on, they were banned from Daciana. Killing wolves or other creatures gives witches incredible power. However, when my grandmother was murdered, the witches failed to complete their spell because they were driven out.

Fury bubbled in Helena's gut as she flung open the doors to the room the meeting was taking place, her magic causing the air around her to crackle. "Wh-, What is the meaning of this?" Stuttered one of the gathered Weres, as he tried and failed, by his wide-eye stare, to appear unaffected by her presence. Helena prowled deeper in, ignoring his question, the sound of her soles tapping against the wooden floorboards echoing in the quiet room.

His curly hair brushed her neck as Ken sniffed aloud. "This one is very young." "Her family didn't want her." The traffickers explained, rubbing salt to Ariana wounded heart. "Thought so. " Neol said before stepping back. "Okay. The auction would start after another half an hour. Bring them carefully especially the virgins. Sorcerer like virgins for their sacrifices. " Ariana's heart sunk in cold water. It seemed the sacrifice that Ghost Aurby said was for the sorcerers. Although she couldn't understand most of the terms they used. Her probability of being buy by the sorcerers must be high according to them.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

She would tug the strings, play the right pieces, and before they knew it, they would be dancing to the beat of her drum. This is only the beginning, she thought, her smile turning into something that would have made even Fiona herself cringe. And when that time comes, I will bring the wolves to heel. I will educate them on who the real power in this world is. I’m Mara Voss, and the witches will rise again to rule.

I could sense the primal energy rising within her to combat the evil, I could hear probing at us for weakness. The witches began to emit a terrifying version of cackling, giving off the darkness that materialized in and out of their bodies like lightning striking on a dark night. Some of them rushed forward, they grabbed at our chests and stomachs with their hands curled into hooks, and their eyes were burning to see us die; they glared, chain-smoking and drooling with hate. "Mama, you heave to take my hand,” Zoey mouthed the words as she tensed and looked utterly determined.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

News spread quickly around the hall and the people of Eldrida have more reasons to like their future queen. The room hums with the animated conversations of guests from various magical realms, oblivious to the peril that lurks beneath the surface. Sarah decides to enjoy the party to the fullest. Whatever happens, I'd have this as a reminder of the awesomeness of being free. The evening begins with a mesmerizing display by a group of powerful witches. Their magic intertwines in a symphony of colors, weaving intricate patterns in the air. Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room.