Witch Demon Mga Nobela at Kwento

This was actually happening! "Next full moon, do the spell twice." I nodded my head vigorously. "Since you're buying a double batch this time, we'll even give you a ten percent discount." She smiled, her eyes glistening. I didn't care what it cost. I was willing to go into severe credit card debt over this. There was nothing more that mattered to me than getting my wolf back. "What about three times?"

I was mainly scrubbing away the scent or any liquids that seeped through my clothing. Kris was already awake, getting ready to go visit our pack in The Kingdom of Ghabaàr. He will be discussing the attack yesterday, since everyone heard about my two unexpected little visits to The Vampire realm. I'm sure our pack had lots of questions about my mate as well. A being they never thought to see their Demon-Wolf King mated to. Their new Luna being a Dark-Witch hybrid. No one knew what she looked like besides my maids, my people in the castle, Cyn and Anna.

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Mephiles looked up into the air to remember how it all began and how everything he has ever done led to this moment. For a long while, he stood upon the rampart and looked at every single star and the full moon. He looked up and looked back at his earlier days before he became a demon king. This is his story. This is his tale. This is how a man who sought ambition and a kingdom changed his life. A dark fantasy tale of the devil passing through the lands of the earth and the wolf hiding from the moon. The Devil and the Huntsman.

“When Vanessa attached Divina, her wolf wasn’t normal. It was possessed by a demon and Divina killed it. Then saved Vanessa. Her injuries would have been fatal otherwise.” Mrs. Brancich gasps and her hand flies up to cover her mouth. “Warrick, do you know what it looked like?” I nod my head sharply. “I need to do some research. There are different kinds of demons. We need to know what we are dealing with.” She says chewing on the side of her cheek.

“I’m saying we know how to take out the zombie creatures. All of them at once, without fighting them.” “How,” asks Aspen. “We must find and kill the witch.” Davina “But isn’t Alastor controlling them?” “No he is not. He promised this witch she would be the next leader of the coven if she helped him. From what I heard, a warlock rejected her advances and wants revenge for her humiliation,” says Jade “Alexis,” Dimitri whispers. “How did you know,” asks Jade. “Who is Alexis,” I ask.