Witch Among Humans Novels & Stories

The conversations around us fade, I take her hands into mine, “There’s no need for you to be afraid, my love. The transition from human to werewolf is not to be taken lightly but I know what I’m doing and it is something that has been done before.” I explained to her before that the conversion does not always work as desired when the human body rejects the wolf blood from the bite, the person may not survive the transition and stays in a hybrid state. They keep their human form but with wolf features like exposed canines and claws, the hair sprout in so many parts of the body making them look more beastly and menacing that they don't fit in the shifter’s not in the human's communities, hence

“The ‘why’ I don’t know…but the how…they have a few witches here working with them. I overheard them talking about it last time I was taken for feeding. They’ve gotten close, from what I heard, but the venom kills the wolf during the shift. Usually, our accelerated healing repairs us as fast as we shift, but with the venom in our system the wolves have been dying half-shifted.” “So, they’re killing off the human side, to leave a venom deranged wolf…but then the wolves are dying trying to shift?” I was horrified at the images in my head. She nodded. “Who would do that? Why would witches be involved?” Fiona shrugged. “I don’t know why. It’s just what I’ve caught whispers of…” The door rattled

The other dark witches had stopped chanting, leaving room for her to begin her incantations. It happened so fast; one minute I was standing on my paws, the next a blinding pain was cutting across my mind. I didn't have a fighting chance as my human side was pulled forward. It was a force, taking over my consciousness, forcing me to shift back into my human form. Within a short while I lay on the ground in my naked human form. "Bring him here." The rogues shifted back and dragged me beside Ronan, who had also shifted back. It was no secret that we had undermined the dark witches and their magic. Maybe we should have had a plan, but it was too late for regrets.

“Woah dude… Breathe, they’re chosen family, not biological. We met in the Guild and chose to be each other’s family. We were all orphan girls and we clubbed together against the posh boys with rich families who would pick on us for being girls, orphans and poor. Charlie is a tall black Human woman, and Serena’s a tiny blonde Witch, and I’m some kind of Shifter, but I don’t know what kind.” Crow takes a second to calm down, then nods and retakes his seat,

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

"Don't even get me started. He's just a boring bookworm. Everything about him annoys me.” "Do you know what happened on our wedding day? He didn't say a single word, and he thought he could touch me then at night? Dream on!" I was shocked. "So, you two never…" "Exactly!" Sadie said, lifting her chin with pride. "A woman's body and mind must align to feel joy. Otherwise, how are we any different from animals?" At the time, I did not know she had forced Quinn to live like a monk his entire life.

“You mean if other species have children together, it’s one or the other?” She shook her head. “If a shifter and, let’s say, a witch has children.” She chuckled a little. “There are three options. The child is either human, shifter, or witch, but they tend to have other traits from both parents, like shifters who can do magic. Witches with extreme resistance to fire. Humans who can do magic, etc. They can pass those traits on if they have kids with a real human, a shifter, or a witch. When werewolves have kids with anyone, they tend to be human or werewolves, except those humans are more like carriers. They won’t have extra senses or anything like that, but their kids might depending on whom

The story made Tiana’s eyes sting and her throat hurt for the queen and all the witches. "Did the phoenix witches not seek outside help?" Tiana asked and the woman shook her head. "Phoenix witches can also manipulate by inspiration more like we can inspire, make you do it at your on will by showing you something that moves you, but the queen had refused the idea to seek out the humans to help us. The werewolves and vampires were already on the Drektus side, leaving the humans the only race left. But the queen refused to involve the humans in the war.

I don't think they socialise a lot. "We are Hunters, a species created by witches. We are an advanced version of humans, made from magic and spells. A long time ago, witches rule the world and bring balance as peacemakers and ultimate judges. Over and over again, Vampire saw them as threats. Their bloodlust drives them to murder these witches, backstabbing like the leeches they are, but to protect themselves, witches join forces with strong and worthy humans who are ready to defend other humans as humans are the weakest of the food chain..." "You'd be surprised how we aren't the top of the food chain like science made us believe." Valor chimes in for reasons unknown to me.

For the second time, I wonder how he can withstand the sun when it so clearly affected his brothers. Though we are all classified as supernatural–werewolves, vampires, and witches–There are many differences to each of us. Werewolves, of course, include the few other shifters that do indeed exist, but witches are an array of beings. They can be humans, vampires, or even a select few who are werewolves. It’s for that reason that witches are the mediator between the rest of us, though it doesn’t always work out if Abbie or Annika are any indications.