Winx Witches Novels & Stories

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.

Paul pressed. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. The lecture he was giving me was on repeat almost daily. "I've lived in this town all my life, Janke continued. "I've seen the Winslow witches at work. They're not like the witches in fairy tales or movies. They're real, and they're not to be trifled with. They have powers beyond our understanding, and they use them to manipulate and control those around them. But how many times have they succeeded in destroying me?" I asked.

I traveled from pack to pack, encouraging warriors who were about to start a search party, offering them generous rewards as an incentive if they can locate my lost pup. “We are busy every day, constantly devising various strategies, Harad,” explained the man with slumped shoulders. “We recruited individuals with diverse backgrounds, including white and black witches. Xanne seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth, taking the little Prince with her. I wonder how she can stay invisible even to the warlocks!” "Yes, I have received the reports. It is rumored that she receives help from powerful forces and that her strength cannot be solely attributed to herself," I sighed. "However,

Opening their eyes, their jaw fell as they saw Emily hurl out phoenix fire with her fist clenched, slowly pushing back Benjamin's magic. As Sasha saw Benjamin was about to get defeated, she summoned her magic too and sent it to Emily, who groaned as the magic became stronger for her to hold. Chris stood up and propelled lightning to push back the magic. All the witches and warlocks followed suit and added their magic to destroy their opponents.

Emily blurted out, still staring at the space where the witches had been. The chief witch grinned and gestured for Emily to follow her. Both of them walked out of the large hall to the room where the chief witch received Andrew earlier. "What's your name girl?" The Chief witch asked as Emily took her seat. "Emily, Dr. Emily Winx." The chief witch smirked, "Call me Amelia."

The witches glance up to see them, Azalea screaming and running to Alaric, throwing herself at him in a tangle of limbs as his arms wrap around her. “Have fun tormenting the other wolves?” He looks at her, smiling. Azalea rolls her eyes and pouts. “No. I haven’t gotten a single spell right this week.” She hugs Alaric tighter as Zander saunters into the room. “Right,” he claps his hands together, “you two have a lot to get sorted this week so the witches will help in any way we can. A lot of witches from other covens are coming to the wedding, as are many packs from all over.” Alaric looks towards Zander, confused.

My eyes were fixated on the witch at the top of the stairs thinking of all the ways I could kill her. 'Her blood will taste amazing,' Cinnabar was huffing and pacing in my mind. He was the only reason I'd made small progress of moving my arms. We could feel through the connection that Eloise was in pain. She was distressed. 'The pups,' my wolf growled out. A snarl ripped through my lips sounding muffled but loud enough to make the witch turn to us once again. She rolled her orange eyes at me stepping down the stairs with her arms crossed.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

Because I can control the wind. Witches and wizards are divided into three types. Elementals who can control and emit elements such as fire, air, water, and earth. An Elemental can only control one type of element and they don't need spells to do so. This is where I belonged. There are also Casters who still need spells and wands to use their magic. This is where Aunt Kyndra belongs. And then there were the Healers. Of all witches, Healers are rare and almost extinct. They could heal others using their magic but instead of that, the wound or pain of the person they treated would go to the Healers. That was why they had amazing regenerative ability, so that the wound or disease they get from