Witch Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

The Silver-haired wolf they had encountered was a level one Warcraft, but the silver wolf hunted more often in groups making it difficult for some beginners to face the Silver-haired wolf pack. Now Aza and Nelson are alone against the White Tiger who is in Warcraft level two intermediate. Three levels above the Silver Haired Wolf which was a level one Warcraft. The arrow that Aza misses because the White Tiger has a high defense power, but it is different from the wind knife that Nelson will shoot. Sreet! The roar of the White Tiger echoed one kilometer from the place, making several birds that were relaxing on the tree trunk leaving the tree afraid that their next target would be them.

Simon jumped up and started ushering people back over to the tented area and away from the scene. "What have you done to me?!" Gerwulf was seething anger even as he was unable to move his body. His eyes were still a constant obsidian as Cinnabar began making him snarl at everybody around him. Finn flipped his son onto his back and lifted his left arm for us all to see his rib cage. The scar-like symbol that showed Gerwulf had been born of alpha blood was on display. It had turned completely black, looking like a tattoo that had began to leak it's ink and decorate him in tendrils of black.

It was a book of herbs and how to combine them to handle different illnesses. This must have been what Lucien was talking about. Sitting the book back down I rubbed at the dust on the window as best as I could. The moon was big and bright tonight and it instantly found myself drawn to it. Glancing toward the yard I saw the same little red wolf running toward the backyard. I shook my head, I guess if I was going to have a wolf in my yard at least it was small and seemed aloof to me.

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

Her slender fingers grasping it even more tightly, the Witch made a motion as if stabbing herself with the thin rod into the back of her shoulder. In obvious agony and shaking violently from the pain, Chiri fell to her knees shortly afterward. Preserving in carrying out the entirety of this brutal ritual, she pressed it into her skin until the wand crumbled way in her hands. Leaving a deep aggravated burn etched onto her left shoulder. The mark was one Allen had seen before; it was in the shape of an ‘X’. Arrows and circles surrounding the intersected lines, they resembled two crossed arrows.

He could not help but wonder how easy it would have been had his wolf been not suppressed by the dark witch. Suddenly, from above, a swarm of Wraithwings descended, their ghostly forms merging into a tempest of shrieks that reverberated through the air like a banshee's wail. Flameheart pivoted, raising his blade to meet their assault, slicing through the air as they swooped down, their claws poised to tear him apart.

Swish! She melted into a bat-like silhouette of red that reappeared before the ranks of the invaders of the Orthodox Path and began her work. The work of blood and flesh. In the blink of an eye and the swing of her arm, more than a handful of heads leaped off the necks of a few mages with fountains of blood gushing out morbidly for several feet. Then she disappeared again, reappearing in the midst of another cluster of mages and their heads plopped off again. She was so quick and agile as a panther on a hunt, doling out death and blood with unnerving zeal. By the time the invaders truly grasped what was going on, dozens of headless corpses were already left sprawling on the ground, lying in

Akshara stammered hardly to find words in her throat; her hands were wiping her joy tears and she thought to herself, “Am I in the time loop or time travel? What the hell is happening again?” Did Akshara successfully execute her plans in the witch palace to defeat the malicious black witch, Nicoria Blackfire and her troops of raven wizards led by Igikran? Whether our lovelorn hero Karen deserves a second chance to show his love to the girl he had been waiting since childhood to confess? Did Dev the hybrid dragon wizard reconciled with his bonded mate Akshara with his firm chance of redemption?” Let us meet up in ICICLES OF GOLDEN BLOOD II.

“The strength to strength oppose continued, then the vampires joined in to help the wolverine, it was like a game of chess. With no one to conquer the evil wizard of Oz. The Vampires were too weak for the battle with the wizard. In the long run, some became thirsty for blood drinks but couldn't fetch some gulp. The wizard and his men overpowered and conquered some of the whitened vampires and the red wolves but only the rogue remained powerful for they were undefeated. The evil wizards and witches released a greenish substance into the air and it killed most of the rogue and the remaining red wolves and some groups of vampires began retreating.” “Quite an interesting story. Did they retreat?

“What plan are you going on about?” I asked him “I was going to ally with the vampires and get them to turn me. Do you think I want to remain this old, with this saggy body?” “But, it would affect the balance, a witch and a vampire in one body, it would be a catastrophic situation”. I reasoned with him, but he wasn’t having any of it “Even if my plan wasn’t going to work. There was plan B, where my grandchildren would be hybrids and they would rule the world, but no you had to kill the one thing that was keeping me going.