Witch Attacks Novels & Stories

Wolfgang raised the corner of his lips, and he approached Selina. When their faces were only ten centimeters apart, Wolfgang stopped moving. "you aren't human." Selina was see-through by Wolfgang, and her heart suddenly beat faster than usual. She didn't know why she was discovered, but she better not tell the truth. "Why am I not human?" Wolfgang saw that she was still stubbornly denying it, so he did not hesitate to take out the knife he always carried. Selina was also taken by surprise by Wolfgang's actions. He took a knife and cut himself into the flesh of his arm. But the strange thing was that the wound quickly returned to normal as if it had never happened.

“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?”

I smiled as she put her arm around my shoulders. King Izzoth produced a map and said, "The vampires have four broods. They like to stick close to species or humans that will easily be blamed for deaths that occur from a bite. So, East St. Louis, Salem, Massachusetts, L.A., and Chicago." Queen Winnie said, "So, anywhere witches or high concentrations of IV drug users live." He said, "Yes. They like to make sure others can take blame for their actions." I shook my head and said, "Damn cowards."

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

His skepticism of the mate-bond hadn’t changed over the years. “Violet has an unhealthy obsession with Alpha Lorenzo. I think this may have been a learning experience for her, and Drew was just the unlucky person who had to help facilitate that.” A shrill alarm sounded outside, and the witches visibly stiffened. “What’s going on?” asked Arla. “The pack is under attack. They usually come and grab us and lead us to the packhouse balcony,” replied Victor, clenching and unclenching his fists with nervous energy. The cabin door was thrown open with force, and several warriors entered, barking orders. The witches lined up and were led outdoors, across to the packhouse. All fourteen of them were co

We sink our teeth in, and he yells in pain as he kicks us off. "Who dares." He turns and glares at us. “Isolde, finish the spell. I’ll deal with this interruption.” He shifts into his wolf and runs towards us. We growl and run towards him as well. Isolde Estelle Verde we call! The witch screams as Zeus jumps on her. I shift my gaze back to Rivk wolf, who’s before me. He leans in to bite my neck, but I dodge him. I jump on him, pinning him to the ground, but he kicks me off.

"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.

“We will start by teaching you both that each wolf holds special powers that no other wolf possesses; the Gold wolf can give wolfbane, silver pain, and other types of pain by its bite, claws, and fur when close to the enemy. The Silver can’t get hurt by wolfbane, silver, and any pain from them. Even after being switched, you can use these powers just as you saw your mates do earlier.” My eyes grew from what my mother had just explained to us. The wolf did not only switch our souls. Do they have powers too?

They wanted to combine species and create the ultimate race. Melanie is a product of their experiments. She survived when no else had and for all intents and purposes was a success. She is a witch with the dna of a wolf. When she gets mad, her eyes shine with an amber hue and her magic takes the shape of a wolf when used. She is strong, physically and magically. However, she still carries the emotional damage from that time. It doesn’t bother me though. I have baggage of my own that she also knows about. We help each other, and she is my best friend and confidant.

Aldrich I swear Ava took ten years off my life, the way she was whimpering and crying in her sleep. My first thought was–somebody is magically attacking in her sleep. I don’t know if that’s even possible. I have a very limited knowledge of magic, given the strict segregation between the magical beings and us Werewolves. Pain was deeply etched on her face as she tried to ward something or somebody off, her arms flailing wildly. How was I to know that it was only a nightmare?