Witch Love Novels & Stories

As she had done all those years before in the crypt, she walked to him and put her heart and her life in his hands. He encircled her in his arms, wrapping them behind her back. She was concerned that they would burst into flames together due to how hot his body was already from the illness. The very tips of his fangs lightly touched the smoothness of her throat as he cocked his head. He told Valentine in a smoky growl in Portia's ear, "I'm ready to uphold my end of the bargain." "I anticipate the same from you." She exhaled a helpless sigh. She looked at the men helplessly observing from the ballroom floor below and said, "If you insist." She finally fixed her sight on Wilbury. "Send the sen

I started bringing up my worthless heartbreaking story to Viola, but it helped me understand that killing to succeed in revenge won't improve things. "I thought he and I were meant to be, but he broke my heart by being with another." I continued. "I lost the one person who would love me to be with another. I, too, lost faith as it turned to vengeful thoughts. I planned to have my revenge on them and prove that their life wasn't worth my concern by becoming the Mistress of Pandora and having my closes friends like Zayn here. They have my back. I didn't become a witch to show how powerful I am. I am a witch because of my blood. I will show them I can care for myself and protect others."

"Go take a bath. I've already prepared hot water for you." Blushing, I slowly made my way to the bathroom. The lights suddenly went out halfway through my bath. I gasped as I stood up in the darkness, when Quinn appeared holding a candle. He paused in the doorway, his expression briefly stunned. His voice was husky as he spoke. "My wife… is full of surprises." What followed felt natural, like it was inevitable. His passionate embrace made me melt like water in his arms. In the peak of bliss, when I felt like I might faint, the lights abruptly came back on. Quinn's deep, dark eyes locked onto mine as if I were his entire world.

"I Alpha Wyatt Harris, except you Mandalynn Ellis into my pack. I offer all that I am to you. I will, from this day forth, protect and defend you in all ways." I slid the dagger across my palm, and Wyatt lifted my hand to his face, accepting my blood into his mouth. Instantly, the bond snapped into place, and I was overwhelmed by his feelings that came into me. He held me there as he let me share the love he held for me in his heart. I didn't think it was possible for a man such as Wyatt to love a woman such as me. But I know the bond does not lie. It only shows the truth that lies within.

she says sternly. I inch my head forward, nuzzling her neck. I wish I could talk in my wolf form. It is said that after fated mates make love, they can communicate telepathically. But there's no chance of that happening with Ava and I. She can't be my fated mate. Whoever heard of a Venusian Witch and a Werewolf being soul mates? The very notion is ridiculous. "We've had enough excitement in these past two days to last us a lifetime, haven't we?"

The vampires including Edward, always target the sacred blood so that it can become immortal and invincible. Violetta was silent, she just took a deep breath. It's normal to get said like that because not all witches want to protect and be nice to her. Some hate it like Elen, but Violetta is used to it. "Have you finished talking? How long are you going to say that? Don't all witches already know that story?" Violetta answered calmly, she won't be moved by emotions that quickly. Elen was the one who was emotional at the moment, seeing Violetta's very calm response made her furious. "Damn it!" She cursed. After that, she left there leaving Violetta and Liona.

“Uh-huh. Maybe that is why you were drawn to Alfred. I also suspect that’s why The Moon Goddess gave you this little witch. Well, let me tell you something about having a witch as a mate. They’re a giant pain in the ass. They question everything you do. Question our society, our way of life, everything. They accept nothing at face value. They always think there’s a deeper meaning, a reason why we do something, anything. They trust no one, and always think someone’s plotting some kind of devious plan to destroy you. Willow drives me fucking ‘round the bend sometimes…it’s exhausting.” “Would you change it if you could?” I look down at my sleeping mate. Her soft, peaceful face. The love I have

Once I got back to the little house we are staying at I heard her in the shower and just had to join her, even after nearly twenty years with her I still want her as much as I did after I had that first taste of her in the prison cell, sharing her with Maverick. As I strip out of my clothes, I remembered when I realised why my vampire Wrath decided to accept her offer of coming with us. She may not love me as she used to, but at least he can have her out in the open and not hide, which is what he would've had to do if we had killed Phoenix and stayed at the castle. I enter the shower and wrap my arms around her I don't miss that she slightly jumped at my touch, which is always worse after Wr

She tried to reach to something in her jacket and I was pretty sure it wasn't a surpise gift for me. I whispered again. This time much quicker, and then she fell unconscious. “Yeah, wolfsbane doesn't protect you against witches, b*tch.” For some reason, I didn't want to drive her truck. I felt it was smarter if I took her in mine and then questioned her in my house. Now, this wasn't smart at all but I felt more comfortable doing it.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.