Witch Castlevania Novels & Stories

Patches of dirty snow lingered under the bushes, shade arbors, and benches. “Do you yield?” I asked. Xavier continued to struggle. I wasn’t going to let him up until I knew this was over. I had him, there was no doubt about that. His body went limp. With a sigh, he said, “I yield.” A sweep of my wand made the cobweb net vanish. Freed, the vampire leapt to his feet, and I steadied the piece of malachite on him, prepared for anything. Behind me a growl sounded. “What the fuck is going on? Why is she bleeding?”

I said, shaking my head with dismay written all over my face. Esmeralda nodded. “The war started. And a battle went on while your mother struggled to cast her spell,” Esmeralda continued the story. “The spell was never tested so it was a difficult start. While the witches and vampires battled against Lucias and Benji’s army, I was busy casting the elemental circle with a few others while your mother tried to cast her spell. Meanwhile, your father, who was tied up, got free during the battle and ran into the house to be with you while Joseph went to join the battle,” Esmeralda explained. “I was part of your mother’s circle, so I couldn’t join the fight, but I saw the whole thing. I watched Co

she murmured, her voice trembling with outrage. Clara stood her ground, her eyes blazing. "No, Vivian. You will." Before Vivian could respond, Marcus leapt at her, his claws tearing through her defenses. Vivian screamed, her power faltering as Marcus's attacks landed. Clara joined him, her energy surging as she blasted Vivian with waves of light. Together, they overwhelmed the witch, their combined power too much for her to handle. With a final, desperate scream, Vivian was consumed by the light, her form dissolving into nothingness.

He looks up at her and smiles, “Yes, Boss.” He points to the screen which is projected onto the wall, and she takes a seat to listen. She downs the water quickly and Kai gets her some porridge with blueberries and honey and an apple juice. She eats, focussing on Eddie. “Thanks to Vali and our own research we now have an accurate layout of the whole castle. Along with accurate numbers with a few drone flyovers.” She nods, “There are currently around two hundred vampires in the castle.” She hums,

An invisible pressure built up around her, causing the loose strands of hair around her face to lift slightly, defying gravity. Vlad instantly recoiled, tearing his fangs from her neck with a wet, grating sound. He stumbled back two steps, clutching his chest with one hand, his eyes wide, a flicker of genuine fear overlaying his aristocratic calm. The area where his hand rested was visibly smoking, and a low sizzle could be heard. "What in the hell...?" he choked out, staring at Cassie with a mixture of confusion and intense reverence as Cassie began levitating her body cloaked with green light.

Isidora turned around slowly and the hood she had over her head fell back revealing the old wrinkled face of a woman who couldn't be less than a hundred years old. "I knew you would come. I was certain you would not resist," she said and before I could react, she held forward a pendant. And the glow inside the crystal form reminded me of Evanore's essence trapped inside the ball back in the human realm. "Foolish girl!" she spat and I found myself lifted in the air, glowing just like Evanore did when the witches were extracting her life essence. I saw her start to age backward and her wrinkles started to reduce. I felt paralyzed and couldn't do anything but wiggle like a caught fish out of w

But it did start to bend, and clearly, it wouldn’t hold for long. Caitlin looked at the letters and realized that it was Jonah’s door. Caitlin charged the vampires, Sera by her side, and this time, Caitlin extracted her spear and threw it ahead of her. It pierced one vampire right through the throat, and then magically returned to her. The other two vampires turned and charged. One of them leapt in the air, right for Sera, but Sera was ready, crouching down, and raising her axe. It lodged right into the vampire’s stomach.

His castle, once a symbol of power and immortality, was now under siege. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow on the ancient stones, and Derek's heart filled with a mix of anger and determination. He would not allow these rogues to take what was rightfully his. Summoning his loyal allies, Derek took swift action. His trusted lieutenant, Cassandra, a fierce and cunning vampire with fiery red hair, stood beside him, ready to fight. She was a formidable warrior, her skills honed over the centuries. Behind them, a small band of loyal vampires prepared for battle. They were a family, bound not by blood but by their shared devotion to their lord.

Once the deputy began to lose consciousness, Rancid leaned down and pressed his fangs into his neck and began to drink. “You’ll have to kill him when you’re done,” Bohdan said. “You don’t want to turn him into a vampire when you’re finished. We don’t need his kind running around the countryside.” Rancid took a long drink and raised his head. Blood dripped from his mouth falling as drops onto the chest of the deputy below. “I don’t have a knife, I can’t cut off his head.” “Use the acid, you can burn him that way,” Bohdan said. “Will it work the same as fire?”

Slassshhhh! Caskey swung his right hand, which had transformed into a werewolf form. Damien dodged the attack by jumping to the side. In an instant, Caskey had turned into a complete werewolf and shot straight at Damien, who was still floating in midair. Boooommmm!~ ... Caskey and Damien both bounced into the palace grounds. Damien threw a fist with his right hand while they both were still flying in the air. Duakkkk!~ ... Damien's right fist, which was filled with Dracula's aura, sent Caskey flying several meters away.