Witch 2 Novels & Stories

“You hide behind sarcasm and cheap insults the second anyone asks you to be genuine!” “I know! I’m sorry!” Tim cried out, taking another quick step into the middle of the road, looking directly at me instead of watching where he was going. “I don’t think you’re all that terrible, Stella! You’re the most incredible, fiercely loyal person I’ve ever met, and I was just terrified that—” A blinding flash of white light cut through the dark. Screech! Tires squealed violently against the damp asphalt around the blind corner. A dark Camry came speeding down the narrow street, its headlights illuminating Tim standing dead center in the lane.

She looked thoughtful for a few seconds before hopping up from the chair "yes its coming back to me, it said some words on it uh your eyes or something like that" "yes yes and it pricked our fingers and then the lighting was boomign behind us and then uh I I don't remember" I sat down on the bed "the rod must've did something but how" "and better question where the hell is it and how do we get back to our own bodies" We both sat quietly for a few seconds "we have to go back to the school and check the field for the rod, maybe it says how to switch back on it" She nodded her head then stopped and looked at me suspiscously "what I asked you got a better idea"

She pulled out a chair and made herself comfortable. "Witch Hybrids?" she read out loud in shock. She never heard of any witch Hybrids before. Curiously she started reading the text underneath. 'Witch Hybrids has the genes of a witch and a wolf. A few of them can shift into a wolf, and a few of them cannot. But no matter what, they will finally end up as a witch. Because the magic of the witches is so compelling and strong, that they will pull you under easily. A witch hybrid, will be a witch with a few perks. They are more dangerous than the actual Witches. They can hide in plain sight, but no one would know until they deliver the killer blow. After age 21, these Hybrids would feel compelle

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

[KILL WHAT'S LEFT] The witch let out a flash of blue light from both hands. The light morphed into a sword held in her hand. The witch did not realise that there was another wolf sneaking up behind her. In one breath, the wolf behind her pounced on the nape of the witch's neck and broke it.

🌊 The River Witch Genre: Supernatural Thriller Target Audience: Teen and young adult readers (ages 14+) Tone: Dark, mysterious, emotionally intense Protagonist: Amara Nwosu, a 17-year-old girl with ancestral ties to an ancient river deity Setting: A remote Nigerian village surrounded by dense forest and a cursed river Last Recap:

When he finally reached the oasis, he carefully pushed him into the water. Then he pulled out the witch dagger from his pocket. The stone on the dagger was glowing with purple lights in all its glory, as if it had stored all its power. He raised the dagger and plunged it right into Jack's chest. As the blood slowly spread over the body, he dropped a jet-black, moldy, and rotten seed from a small box he pulled from his pocket onto the body.

I hissed in pain, watching as blood welled up, warm and thick, dripping down my wrist. The witch’s tongue slithered from her mouth. She licked the wound. Slow. Deliberate. Like she was tasting me. Her eyes rolled back, and she shivered, her body convulsing in what looked like sick pleasure. Then she turned to Beth. Beth whimpered, shaking her head. “Please,” she begged, her voice barely a whisper. “Please don’t—” The blade came down. Another slice. Another shudder of delight from the witch as she devoured the blood.

He smiled wearing gloves on his hand, he brought out a silver chain and I shivered knowing the pain I'll receive. He brought out a substance and I couldn't move or process any thought, I couldn't believe I was staring at what I've always heard about, he injected the wolfsbane on the silver chain, then he turned to me with a smile, I now understand why he promised me twenty hits and a painful death, he was using what will kill me. "Now make sure you count with me, if you don't, I'll start again." He said grabbing my hair, I winced in pain immediately he hit me.

Nicole walked in a few moments later, with her jaws slacked and eyes bulging. "Dad you…" She stuttered, "Close your mouth and come sit next to me," Mendez instructed fiercely. Nicole whimpered and obliged immediately. "Come here." The witch instructed. Caleb's body automatically stood up and placed itself opposite Douglas and his daughter. The witch produced a knife with which she slashed Caleb and Mendez's wrists. She hummed a few spells mixing the blood. "What do you want?" She asked Mendez. "Power, Andrew and Douglas's death." He said.