Witch Books Fantasy Novels & Stories

when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire." He stands walking to his book shelf and pulling out a very large book. When he opened it he looked at it funny then began to pat his chest and look in drawers. "ehem" I fake cleared my throat "on your head?" he reached up and pulled a pair of bifocals from his hair,

If it’s only for Alphas, won’t Chris get in trouble for letting his little sister get hold of it? I shrug and I skim through the pages, trying to find something interesting before trying to read about the werewolf caste system, just like what father said. Everything about the book is foreign to me. Goddesses, werewolves, vampires, phoenixes, foxes, fairies, and sirens? Oh, and before I forget, there’s mention of witches in the book as well. Did my life suddenly become a storybook? My eyes stop at a familiar word written in the chapter: Stars.

Soon he focused on a particular page and drew out a map from the top left corner of where he sat, it had turned ancient but still flexible to roll. ‘Here it is. The North wild world where the witches were chased and dwelt and cursed the land protectors and their generation with a spell. Only the white witches can help cure this curse and save the wolf prince for he is living under an unknown spell. I will lead the team of the eight, we shall match out in our strength accord to break this curse and I will do everything in my power to make the prince live, for I owe him my life.’ Just then there was a knock at the door, Billy stood up and hid the book once again, he had only left the map on th

And now fate had the audacity to make a witch my mate. This couldn’t become more of a messed-up night. First, the humans pissed me off, and now, my mate is a witch. She clutched the worn leather bag tighter, as if it were protecting her or maybe trying to shield herself from me. My eyes stayed on it and on her, and the faint shimmer of her magic that swirled in her hazel eyes. Does she even know what is inside that bag? Is she working with the alpha of Duskreach?

~EPIOLGY~ I hope you all have enjoyed reading The Alphas Witch. This is the first book in the series 'The Alphas'. I hope you will all join me in the next adventure,'The Alphas Secret Luna', where the 3rd generation of magic, William Harris, will take over the New Moon Rising pack and Harris Enterprises. While learning to control his powers and figure out how to capture his reluctant Luna's heart. Of course, we will not forget about our original cast of characters. They will need to help and guide William along his journey and put an end to the black market selling of pups. I looked forward to creating another world for you all to explore. Thank you all so much for your support and follows!

He threw another question back to me, and I responded, " No, sir " "Wow? So you cannot tell, whether you're a blood witch or an earth witch or a portion witch?". The look on his face became disappointing. It seemed he wasn't willing to teach me from the very start of every witch academy. "Fuck.... Lesson number one, Agatha ". He crossed his legs after asking me to bring out a book and a biro. I followed every of Mr Franks instructions and the for today's lesson? He wants me to elevate a flower pot from the ground using my mind.

Warning/Must read: This is not your typical Vampire/witch novel. This is a YA teen fantasy and there are a few things you need to note to make you not confused. INSIGHT: 1) Our female lead here goes to the past unconsciously, to her it is a dream but it is actually her past. (P.S. like a dream but her spirit wanders into her past when she removes a necklace.) When you read you would know what necklace I'm talking about.

Jackson replied and walked away, leaving Lucia on her own. She watched as he left and tears welled up in her eyes at the thought of her mother. No matter what everyone else thought, her mother always stuck around for her. She missed her at this crucial point in her life and she missed her more for the bedtime stories she often told her. Her mother never hid the fact that she was a witch and she often told her stories about witches, both good and bad ones. She recollected her best story and tears welled up in her eyes as she imagined her mother sitting on her bed with her and telling her the story.

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

she asks, looking at me. "Because it turns them on," Cole answered her for me, and she blushed in embarrassment. "Anyway, you have a lot of questions to answer, missy," she said while narrowing her eyes at me to change the topic. "Let's go inside the house, and I will answer all your questions," I said to her and walked inside the packhouse. And moon goddess, she has asked many questions like a dose vampire burn and dies in sunlight? Do witches have a hat and fly with a broom? Etc. The fantasy novels writers need to know about us before they write a novel about us because many things they wrote about us are rubbish.