Winx Witches Novels & Stories

Trixie said, her eyes widen trying to figure out what the hell she just saw. The remaining witches went into attack mode, shooting energy bolts at Misty. She used her whip to deflect the energy bolts, swinging her whip from left to right. Trixie felt like she was looking at everything unfold in slow motion. The twins ran towards the witches, jumped into the air, flipped, Rayne appeared out of Misty’s back, and used her twin to push herself towards the witches. Rayne started swinging her whip as she flew through the air. By the time she landed, on the other side of the witches, they were just standing there with no expression on their faces. Then suddenly, their body parts began to fall to th

So humans do not necessarily know so much about wolves or witches, most of them even think it is a myth. "So anyways, after years of training, roughly thirty five years, I became one of the most powerful and respected of the witches. You see, my family name, before I got married, was Winchester. I was said to possess the power from an ancient line of witches that use the same surname, and I found this to be through,"she said.

From a distance, she could hear the witches casting their spells and doing their chants and it made her footsteps hurry along on their own view. She wasn't supposed to feel excited and she was about joining the witches but then she had to do it anyway if it meant that she would be able to bring Harlow down. On getting there as she followed their voices, she saw each and everyone of the witches dressed in black cloaks as they were deeply immense in whatever ritual they were doing. Hi Xenia has finally come to acknowledge being your shadow walker. She professed and the heads of the witch snapped as they gladly went in her Direction.

"We'll see about that." With a wave of her hand, the witches began chanting in unison, their voices rising in a sinister melody. The air around the barrier shimmered and pulsed, the magic struggling to hold against their assault. "Hold your positions!" I ordered, my eyes never leaving the witches. "Be ready to strike." The barrier flickered, weakening under the onslaught. But just as it seemed it might give way, a bright light erupted from within the pack's territory. Queen Xylie appeared, her presence commanding and powerful.

NICKLAUS'S POV But the witches stood strong, their collective energy merging into a radiant shield of light. The brilliance of their magic intensified, blinding in its beauty, as they pushed back against the darkness. A surge of power rippled through the air, and the monstrous entity began to fade, its form dissolving into nothingness until it was no more than a memory. Relief washed over the crowd, followed by a wave of applause and admiration for the witches' power and unwavering resolve. The bonfire crackled, casting dancing shadows that seemed to whisper tales of triumph over darkness.

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.

Because she had shared something intimate with Drake, it was impossible to locate him either. Alexander was getting frustrated, and, much to his dismay, the witches were enjoying the turn of events. Geraldine sat in her living room with Lucy and Helen. Their grips were firm on glasses of red wine. "Let's drink to the victory of the black witches over our enemies. Soon enough, we will have them all—the werewolves and the vampires—crawling at our feet, begging for mercy out of fear of the death that is strongly hovering over their houses," Geraldine said, raising her glass.

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

They look at each other and for the third freaking time, burst out laughing. *********************** Sarah steps into the hall and everyone stops talking, you can almost hear a pin drop. It's as silent as a graveyard. The occupants all turn to look at her. They're all in a circle, about two hundred of them, witches, so you can imagine how big the hall and circle is. Katrina, who came with her, comes to stand beside her. "The Witch Supreme comes to bestow her greetings. Here ye her!" She yells in a voice that rings in the hall and comes as a shock to Sarah.