Witch Edens Zero Novels & Stories

snapped her hand in front of my face trying to gain my attention. I took a glance at her and immediately narrowed my head. "I was just studying" I replied in a low tone. "What the hell don't you know that this is our place Fuck off" she said in a pissed off tone. Her voice sent shivers to my body. I didn't know what to do and and I was stuck at my place like a statue my voice dried up in my throat and I couldn't speak. I had faced situations like this many times and everytime it ended up in me getting bullied. "What the heck are you waiting for" the girl shouted again getting me scared again. I closed my eyes getting ready for the worst to come when suddenly I heard his voice.... "Calm down

I leaned back into the pillows and groaned in pleasure, grabbing Mary's hair as she went up and down my shaft. "A High Priestess and Alpha will give birth to a child. She is destined to be a celestial wolf, most powerful among witches and wolves alike. She alone will have the power to kill the Alpha of the Rogues." Jinx's eyes had gone white while she spoke and her voice had turned ethereal. "Jinx, what did you just say?" Lilith, the leader of the group shook Jinx and her eyes which were hidden inside the top of her head, reverted back to their original positions.

If I had any chance of seeing him-just a glimpse, just enough to confirm he wasn't dead or drowning or curled up somewhere hating me-it would be there. Declan perked up instantly. "Wendy's? Say less. I'm starving." Jackson groaned. "Dude, you're always starving." "Because I'm a growing man," Declan argued, puffing his chest out. "You're five-eight," Zichen deadpanned. "I'm five-nine!" "Sure," Zichen said, unbothered. I shut my locker with a soft thud. "Anyway, I'm buying. Wendy's special on me."

“The Wolves of the Eclipse were created to reset the world.” Silence fell over the room. Heavy. Unshakable. Theoden’s hands curled into fists. Reset. Not to rule. Not to conquer. But to end. To tear down what was broken so it could begin again. His chest felt too tight. His mind raced. Selene looked up at him, really looked at him. And he saw it—the understanding, the pain, but also the quiet, growing rage. She exhaled slowly, pressing a hand to his back, grounding both of them.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was enough to slow them down. “We’ve done it,” I whispered, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. But the battle wasn’t over yet. There were still survivors—hostile groups who had come for the cure. They were fighting fiercely, and I knew we couldn’t stop now. We had to protect what we had started. Ethan, despite his exhaustion, raised his hand and sent another wave of energy toward the remaining attackers. His powers flared, though weaker than before, and the survivors were pushed back.

“It’s fine. Don’t apologize. I’m happy for you, finally found yourself a partner. Introduce him to me ssometimes I would like to meet the apple of my best friend’s eye.” Eden blushed like a young maiden experiencing her first love. Tucking her wild hair behind her ear, she nodded. “Alright. I’ll let you meet each other when we’re all free.” “Is he a soldier?” Farrah couldn’t help but be curious. Eden shook her head, denying Farrah’s words. “He’s a member of a mercenary group. A Level-3 Ability-Holder.” There’s pride etched on her smile. It blinded Farrah, making her remember she had been using that smile before, too.

Moments later, Ethan Brooks suddenly felt a weak wave of information emanating from the black widow. Ethan Brooks tried to understand. Her general message was, "Is there more?"

“Edal. That clan has a long history with the Grenyaar, if memory serves.” “The Edal have been Black Knights for many generations,” said Andric with pride. “They were noble Grenyaar, all.” Kotchel stared into the distance, idly fingering the sword. “I see.” The Sorcerer raised the blade again, gazing closely at it. For an instant, it seemed that a pale green glow flickered about it, and the Sorcerer’s eyes glowed as well in response. Andric blinked, wondering if he was mistaken. Perhaps the flickering light from the brazier had reflected from the blade. But why would it seem to be such an unnatural green color? He shook his head. He had been too long in the dim cell; he did not fully trust hi

“There's something wrong.” “What?” Elena asked. “The First Ones aren't attacking Eden.” Elena frowned. “What do you mean?” “They're surrounding him.” She looked closer. The First Ones formed a circle around Eden. Then they began chanting. Eden suddenly screamed. Elena turned pale. “Eden!” His body convulsed. Black energy exploded from his chest. He dropped to one knee. “What are they doing?” Elias's face changed. “They're trying to extract the destruction force.” Elena looked at him.

A hand moved up and down my arm, and I swallowed again. I ripped myself from my dad’s arms, then straightened and stared at the two people who would burn down the whole world for me. “Eden is not a normal werewolf.” I intoned. I had no idea where that came from. “She is not a hybrid either, because we would have all known. Eden is…” I clenched my fist, then moved around in circles in search for a better term. I didn’t care if I looked like a nutcase. Heck! I sure as hell felt like one.