Witch Among Humans Novels & Stories

He explained to me, “Witches are a very old race. Legend has it that their leader was blessed by God hundreds of years ago. They have been living on a sacred land. For centuries, no matter how many wars have broken out between nations, no one dares to provoke them. Witches are born with magical powers, they can prophesy, they can make magic potions, and more importantly, they have compassion, they are always sad for suffering, and they always offer help.” Nuri pauses, Manolo continues, “Witches have always lived in their home, and rarely come into human society. There is a spring in their Holy Mountain called the Mother Spring. An adult witch will drink from its spring and become pregnant, g

An alpha, huh? It was centuries ago when it was discovered and accepted that there was actually another kind of humans who were living with normal humans. They are called wolf shifters, they are basically humans who can transform into wolves and are stronger than the average man. They age with the same pace as us. They also consume the same food. However, even though civilized, they have a different set of beliefs and practices. There are also other humans who are capable of doing beyond ordinary. One reason is that they practice sorcery. Some though has innate special gifts such as clairvoyance, sharp senses, and other supernatural abilities one may have.

Alcohol didn't affect us like Humans anyway, so it didn't really matter. When we got inside the club, it was swarming with people. There was a mixture of Humans, Wolves, Vampires, and some other species. Maybe Witches? I wasn't all too familiar with the other Supernatural species and could barely tell Wolves apart from Humans. That was pathetic on its own. We rarely had to deal with any other species, so I was very much in the dark.

So Saintmau remained a mystery until now. Those witches have started forming a fearsome army against the wolves by performing special rituals on humans during no moon nights. Those humans who become werewolves due to the rituals are very different from bite-in werewolves or born werewolves. They are called Vargulf werewolves. Through their witchcraft, these witches make ointments for humans and curse them to transform into werewolves, which usually take place without a full moon night due to which they become mentally and physically unstable.

It would be best if he explained them himself. Just under an hour passed before Elias heard them arriving. He found it amusing that the old Priestess traveled alone, yet the Alpha brought half a dozen warriors, along with his Beta. Wolves were always wary around the other supernatural creatures; they themselves were the closest to humans, and the only ones truly capable of living their entire lifespans among humans. Their abilities to switch between forms left them outsiders in both worlds, always on the edge of being too much of one for the other. Though history did prove that their caution was warranted.

If you waste yours, you are gone’ he added. While they were threading quietly through the path, the witches were watching them from their covens. They laughed hysterically that they just have food walk into their lands. They usually travel to the villages at night to hunt for blood, they turn into birds, or rats and penetrate people’s Huts to suck their blood. The witches need human blood to survive, they’ll travel a very long distance in search of someone who doesn’t know how to fend them off whom they can suck his/her blood.

I didn’t see humans when they all revealed themselves outside. “No.” He takes a sip of his drink. “Children under sixteen don’t shift yet, and some never shift. We have two grown-ups that are completely human even though their parents were wolves. We also have a couple of humans like yourself who are mated to wolves.” I feel as if he is telling me the truth, but somewhere deep down, I still can’t believe it. “How? I mean …” I flop down on the chair opposite him, not entirely sure how to frame my question.

We knew the enemy witches were coming toward the houses, so there was no reason for me to stay put when I could help my people. I hurried to the woods with Bodey, Jack, and Miles behind me. When I reached the first thicket of trees, my skin tingled, and my fur tried to sprout. I forced the shift back, linking with the others, I’m going to stay in human form. We might need to talk to the witches, and it’ll be easier to carry the wolves back with human legs and arms. I’ll do the same, Bodey replied, catching up to me and running at my side.

" I thought it prudent to inform the human authorities of our existence after that recent tragedy some years ago. They know enough to stay away unless it's an incident involving the humans, then we bring them in." The recent tragedy she was talking about was when shortly after the exposure to the humans, a particular citizen of the state who was aware of their existence grew obsessed about wolves to the point of studying how it was scientifically possible that a man could shift into another form- an animal form- at will once he became of age.

I asked. “Amy said that we weren’t able to connect before because I was naturally human. Now that the microchip is implanted, it allowed her to connect. Just like other turned-wolves, they struggle during the full moon because their human counterpart rejects them. She also said that from now on, we should be able to be like a pure-blood, but we won’t be as strong.” “Would you be able to shift now?” I asked. “I think so.” Arielle closed her eyes.