Witch Elvira Novels & Stories

"You mean that magic and unusual creatures exist here." "Precisely." I sighed. "But I don't understand how I ended up here," that is the question I'm most dying to know since I woke up here. "And this magic. The real Alice isn't this strong." Icarus closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath. "I guess it's time I reveal the truth." I can feel the suspense in his tone as I get the answers I need. "Many years ago, I prophesied the end of the world caused by Elderon and that the only person who can defeat him is a woman with crimson red hair. I could not find such a person throughout my lonely journey and exploring the world until I met Sera."

“You don’t get it. This meeting is important, and we have schedules to keep. I don't have time to waste.” “Then go for it, simple. I am not your bodyguard.” “But you are supposed to be on that pitch.” “To say things you and I worked on together. Look, babe, whether I stay back or not, you have all it takes to seal that deal.” This was one thing about Victoria that I never really understood She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

“Ivy? What happened are you okay?” Ivy shook her head her eyes drew in the daylight as she slowly stoon up vomit stained the foot path. She closed her eyes once more to process what happened. hoping to see what she had just experienced again but it was gone. Like a vivid dream. She swore to herself quietly. ‘What if witchcraft is truly real?” Dylan sighed his shoulders tensed his eyes avoided hers for a moment. She shakily spoke as Dylan swallowed his fear it was time to be honest with Ivy. He knew it was time.

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

It took everything inside of me to remain silent "We transferred him from Dracula to the manor." "I don't care, Elvira said. Just do whatever you can. Beat him, torture him, whatever. And you better do it fast, because I'm tired of seeing his damned twin. He's so annoying," Elvira said in one breath. Anguish almost threw me to the ground. Fighting back tears, my body trembled. Their words cut right to my soul, but then I realized they made perfect sense.

“Is he your bodyguard? Is your life in danger?” Elora choked. She wanted so badly to say that, yes, her life was in danger. “Look? I’ve been rambling on, and you’ve just been silent. You’re right, you—” “I’m a werewolf.” Silent. Javier’s mouth was tightly shut. “What did you say?” Javier asked. He leaned towards Elora while narrowing his eyes. “I’m a werewolf, Javi.” *

“Walking back will take you about fifty minutes. Spend thirty with me and I teleport you there once we are done. Do we have a deal?” “I don’t make deals with strangers.” Before I could turn back and run, she caressed my hair and touched my cheek gently. The divine mana practically exuding from her body froze me in place. “I’m no stranger, my elven name is Mother Kira. Now be a good girl and listen to me.”

How inhumanly they had beaten, Elsa could not accept. “They are not dead, might wake up in a while. Stop forcing your tears to be dramatic. I thought you are aware of yourself is not a human child. Neither do they be your parents,” Verada said, pacing back and forth in front of Elsa. She wasn’t lying about how curious she was, not noticing the strange appearance of the woman who was called a witch. The first glimpse of Elsa made her suspicious, but then touching the energy of her body, it didn’t take her long to understand that Elsa was a reincarnated witch.

So, the fact that she was saying all this now obviously meant that she'd succeeded in getting herself into Morgan's bed last night. Morgan, who was next to her, arched an eyebrow. Meanwhile, Elwin strode forward to stand in front of me, shielding me from the unfriendly looks. He then turned around with a blush on his face. "Please don't believe them. I'm no worse than a wolfman." My eyes slipped down to his lower half before I could stop myself… yeah, he wasn’t lying. Observing my silence, Charlotte assumed that I was regretting my situation and opened her mouth to speak again.

He could draw any answer he wanted—for now—until the real answer was revealed “Maybe I am Melucia. Maybe I’m one of the witches who escaped when you burned down our covens. And now, I’m back to make you pay for all the pain you’ve caused. Doesn’t that seem fair?” “You’re Melucia! I know it! The dark witch warned us that—” Before he could finish, I turned my gaze to Elder Matthew. He had become a liability, unable to keep his mouth shut. It was time to silence him. Permanently. I began to chant softly, my lips moving without sound: “By shadow’s breath and serpent’s hiss, Let flesh unbind, dissolve to mist. Bones laid bare, no soul to save, Fall to dust, descend to grave.”