Witch Animals Novels & Stories

"Ah, so your mate can project her dreams? I am not surprised Alistair." Trey and Troy exchanged confused looks. "So why is it we have to mate by tomorrow?" "The Wolf Moon has a bizarre affect on their genes. What causes it? I have no idea. Magnetism from the moon maybe? A Vlkolak female who mates for the first time under the Wolf Moon will not become a wolf when she shifts. She will become a panther." Rhys dropped the glass of water he was bringing to his mouth. A panther?

Nodding, he answered the question. “The vampbats are big bats; we can sit on their backs. There is a lot to don't know about vampires; not only did we have speed, The royals have wings.” “Wings.” Her eyes beamed in excitement. “Can I see yours?” “No!” Bartram yelled. “You never look that excited when I talk about werewolves.”

I wondered aloud. "Wolves are nocturnal creatures, ma'am. Unlike the birds and other creatures that sleep with the sun." "What do you mean… other creatures?" Startled, I questioned. "Creatures like birds, ma'am." She blinked, shooting me a suspicious look that spelled how couldn’t I know of this on her face. "Oh, that…" I dragged the ending of my words in an inelegant manner. That said with a snap, "Vivian, we can't be late… dress me up quickly."

He smirks, clearly enjoying my reactions “We have a family of weretigers, and we have a werebear.” “Are there lots of animals that are were-shifters?” I ask, still looking around. “Yes,” he says, sounding patient for the first time. Though that may be because he is reveling in my lack of knowledge. “What about were-chickens?” I whisper. Chickens are the worst. I can’t imagine liking them if they can transform. He looks at me like I’m crazy. “Of course there are, they are fierce as hell too,” he says seriously. “Wait, seriously?”

“Yeah. But none of rogues travel so many places like you.” "You don’t know.” “Right.” Issac laughed too. What he admired most about Archer was his humility. Archer was the best Alpha and the best male wolf he’d ever known, but he never showed off. “Now let’s see what we’ve got.” Archer said. They found three species that recently had a contact with Alpha Xavier: The unicorns -- they had the ability to recognize virgins from all over the species. The phoenixes -- they got little girls’ young voice in bird form.

Brone: a turned vampire who depends on human blood for survival. Witch: they are also immortal creatures but they have a limited time. Dark: They can summon dead creatures. They can bring misfortune. They have a fire element. White: they are fun-loving creatures. They possess water and healing elements. They have psychic abilities. Wolves: Are creatures that move in packs. The wolves share a special bond with their human side. Most wolves appear at the age of 14- 18. They are agile and mostly killed by lilac flowers or the death of their mate.

“He’s using an invisibility cloak, but I can smell it and him. In the last kingdom, we were in, someone killed two tan cows and a white and brown werecow. Winnie was blamed because she was seen talking to all of them. She has a thing for talking to brown cows. We were lucky to escape.” Vinko pulled out a full silver coin and fidgeted with it. “I will pay you to protect her after I leave. Daisy has a Jersey cow with caramel brown fur. The minotaurs sailed to our village on the coast looking for brown werecows. They had a sepia ink drawing of a brown cow.” “That’s bad,” Charlotte whispered. “They are relentless. My Nona told me about the Cattle Wars and the Horse Wars even though they didn’t r

Torvin pointed out. “Well, it’s obviously not a witch because we won’t hurt each other,” Christie said. “You can’t be so sure, those girls could have offended someone who was hell-bent on retaliating,” Rylan said. “Unlike the other kingdoms, the Witch Kingdom can boast of no strife and fight among ourselves for a long time. We’re a sisterhood with a close bond, so this was obviously done by either a Vampire or a Werewolf or a Mage,” Sloan seethed. Vyr scoffed at her words, earning a glare from her.

" Eek!" Towcs narrowly dodges her ribbon and lands next to me. " Towcs! What attacks do fake sheeps have?!" I asked. " Huh?! Um... Bite, cling, swam and bum shaking." Towcs listed out. " What's bum shaking for?" " To convince predators that we are tasty so that others can run away. " " So basically distraction. Towcs jump over there and shake your bum!" " Eh?! Why me?? I'm not delicious!!"

“That’s part of it. But there’s more to it than that. Let’s just say we have a history. I am sorry they spoiled your mood. I really had no idea they were invited by my father.” I nodded, deciding not to push further. He changed the subject, his tone lighter. “So, what do you know about wolf types?” “Not much,” I admitted. “Just the basics.” “Did you know there are rare types of wolves?” he asked, his eyes glinting with interest. “Rare?” “Yeah. Like white wolves,” he said. “They’re called vortex wolves. They’re incredibly powerful and said to be reincarnations of the moon goddess herself.”