Witch Gods の小説・ストーリー

“Yeah, don’t remind me. I was watching on the next a pastor down in the states going on a witch hunt.” “Funny that. Witches aren’t really in the supernatural world. That was a way of life and not a religion or a supernatural creature. The supernatural creatures are Druids, and mages for the most part with a few other creatures that have their own magic. But it’s all got laws, rules and limits. Anyway, please for your safety and that of any other humans, keep them back. I need to go take control of this from my Beta. That’s my second in command.” “Fine, but if you need our help with anything else…”

"So you're saying you're not human," Sarah asks the guys standing in front of her. No, we're not", they chorus. "_and you're not even just not humans, you're werewolves", she goes on. "What am I again?" "A witch", Jason says "The Witch Supreme", Lucas says at the same time. "So, my abilities are not because I'm cursed but because I'm a witch?" "You got that right", Jason says with a nod. "What did I miss?"

After one night of coercive mating, she became pregnant, which further reduced her abilities. Her mother, the high priestess, demanded that she be returned to her, but the wolves refused, sparking a war between the witches and the wolves, in which the bears joined the witches in their fight against the wolves. This is how the Great War began, 100 years later: the moon goddess created six special wolves, each with their own set of abilities, to put an end to the Great War.

Willow immediately bowed her head after finally regaining her composure when the reality of the situation cleared up. "Goddess Hecate, it's such an honor." Willow's heart thundered in her chest. To meet the Goddess of Witchcraft was a very rare occurrence amongst the Witches, and she only showed herself to those with exceptional power. Hecate's eyes twinkled with amusement as she turned her back to her and began walking through the mist. Willow raised her foot to follow when she felt something cold and smooth slither past her. Glancing down into the mist, a serpent with scales that were like oil on water had brushed alongside of her, but paid her no mind. She sucked in a breath until the ser

Theo tells us all the knowledge he has. How does he even know so much? "The witches that you speak of, do you know where to find them? And what reputation they hold in the werewolf world" Elder questions again. Theo is hesitant but he answers nonetheless "I-I know they are evil witches and they disrespect the goddess balantly, they perform rituals to harm the goddess and her creations, we have been at war with them for as long as we have been created." "Finding them is hard but not impossible" he says.

My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf. My nana is a wolf, she is my grandmother, my grandfather died during the twilight wars. The twilight wars were the greatest war ever, it was a great war between all the night creatures, a peace treaty was never signed and when no one came out victorious from the war, it just stopped, but it didn't stop other people from trying to restart the war, so an agreement was reached and mating between different creatures was banned. But it so happened that the moon goddess had other plans and many witches were mated to wolves, most of

But I couldn't let their doubts deter me. Pushing open the door, I stepped forward, ready to confront Alpha and challenge his outdated beliefs. My hybrid spirit surged within me, fueling my resolve. "Alpha," I spoke firmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, "I know you bear a grudge against witches, but I am not the source of your pain. I am a witch werewolf, yes, but I have never used my magic for dark purposes."

"Don't even get me started. He's just a boring bookworm. Everything about him annoys me.” "Do you know what happened on our wedding day? He didn't say a single word, and he thought he could touch me then at night? Dream on!" I was shocked. "So, you two never…" "Exactly!" Sadie said, lifting her chin with pride. "A woman's body and mind must align to feel joy. Otherwise, how are we any different from animals?" At the time, I did not know she had forced Quinn to live like a monk his entire life.

She asked. The reaction she had on made me chuckle. It was the same one I had on when I was told to. I didn't think the sun was a god. But I'm sure the other mystics would feel the same way about the moon goddess. "Yeah, there is a sun god," I said, hoping it would do a little justice. But the expressions — shock — confusion — still stayed glued on her face like a mask. "Let me explain a little better," I said, straightening up to meet her gaze. "Just as the werewolves and the vampires draw strength from the moon goddess, the witches draw strength from the sun god. Both the moon and the sun are God's to the mystics."

Luna Mara, known for her wisdom and foresight, added, "The alliance with the witches is essential. With their magical abilities, they can be a formidable force against the vampires. But we need to ensure trust and cooperation." Beta Jason, the second-in-command with a strategic mind, interjected, "I've reinforced the patrols, and our sentinels are on high alert. We can't afford any surprises. Our borders are secure, but we need to stay vigilant." Morgana, the witch leader, her eyes filled with an ageless wisdom, spoke, "The witches are ready to stand by the Silver Moon Pack. Our magic can be a powerful asset, especially against the vampires. However, we must act decisively when the time come