Witch Books Fiction Novels & Stories

She hugs her child tightly to herself and she wonders what the child would turn out to be, it was not a new thing that witches and wolves mate and have cubs but she knew very little about their offsprings because the children were considered more of an abomination than the wolves among the witches. She wonders if her child whom she soon finds out is a girl will inherit her powers and become a witch or will inherit her father's powers and become a wolf, it also comes to her mind that her child may combine those powers and become something entirely different, something scarcely heard of, an hybrid. Her's would be much more complicated than a simple hybrid because her father is an Alpha and her

That explains a lot of books brought to their room. "I see that you're into books, no doubt you were accelerated to the 3rd year," Barbie said with a smile. Jucel's thin lips curled into a small, shy smile. Barbie suddenly leaned towards her and the silver-haired young woman leaned back in surprise. Barbie spoke in a hushed voice. "I saw a book that really caught my attention back in your room. It was entitled 'Identifying Witchcraft'. Can you tell me what was that about?" Jucel's eyes widened and Chloe's eyebrows met as she turned her head to the former girl. "Identifying Witchcraft?" she asked, mimicking Barbie's hush voice as she figured out that it was confidential.

I turned and left without saying anything else while outside, right in the sky above Avelios Island, the red light was getting brighter. They never accepted any witches. That meant the rule had been broken and Lex, an ordinary she-wolf who I knew only wanted to be a famous luna, had managed to destroy the protective dome of the island of witches.

"There is no reason to be embarrassed about your werewolf fantasies." Jordine chokes on her coffee, Liam and Tilda are shaking from suppressed laughter and Thomas has his eyes wide open, moving them from me to Hektor, trying to take everything in. These kids... They are criminals. "What fantasies? What?", Thomas turns to me in disbelieve, barely suppressing a smile. " There are... books? About us?" "Oh, yes...", Jordine's voice chimes in with mine. They turn and look at her now, while she takes another sip of her mug, looking at the ceiling. Aparently, werewolf novels are popular amongst werewolves,too!

Alley said, smiling at me. We walked over and I sat down on the floor next to her. I held out the book and opened the first page to see what the contents were about. "The Blessed." I read out loud. The blessed? I turned the next page to see a man and woman, the man had a white shading while the woman had a black shading, "That could be a white witch and a dark witch.'' Alley said, studying the picture. I looked all over the page until my eyes laid on words that I didn't know how to comprehend at first. "When the light meets the dark a mix of good and evil is born." Um... What does that mean? I tensed a little as I read the words over and over. Alley was scribbling something down on a note

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

and nearly spit out her food. The book was written in another language with translations on the side in English, Old English. It would take her ages to read through it. Frowning she opened the encyclopedia and breathed a sigh of relief, all English. She flipped through the pages. The creatures listed didn't appear to be in any sort of order. She landed on the witches first. Apparently they really did fly on broomsticks, but mostly for kicks. She raised a brow. "Imagine that."

"What is it like in your world? I used to read books about your world when I was little, they were just stories though or so I thought. I can't believe those stories were true." "Well, in my world there are also stories about you people. We read about werewolves and vampires and mermaids and wraiths and of course witches," she laughs at that, "I never knew those stories were true, being one is beyond my wildest imaginations," she says with a smile which Katie returns. "Your story definitely beats mine" she says. "I'll tell you all about my world when we have the time," Sarah tells her and that lights up her face.

She wanted something different, something unique and wondered what that would be. She walked back to the shelve and started searching until a huge book with black and gold edges caught her attention. She pulled out the book and it read "The Witches Spell book." She gasped and guiltily looked around the Library. She had never been able to cast spells and she had even lost whatever powers she ever had. She pondered and contemplated between reading and dropping the book but her curiosity got the better part of her and off she went with the book to one of the seats she had just cleaned.

At the very least, she was relieved to escape the confined space of the kitchen. As Marcus worked at the sink, Vivienne wandered back into the front room where her curiosity got the better of her. She drifted over to the bookshelf in the corner of the room, her fingers tracing the spines of the array of worn paperbacks and hardcovers in a variety of colours and sizes. Expecting to find typical bodyguard or espionage novels, she was taken aback to discover a collection dominated by high fantasy titles and series. Lord of the Rings, The Way of Kings, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Witcher, there was even a collection of classic fairytales.