Witch Monster Novels & Stories

The witch jumped happily, petting the head of the creature by her side. “Isn't it the most perfect plan you've ever heard in your life?” Smiling devilishly, the witch stared at me firmly. “Don't worry, Lycan, I promise to take very good care of your Luna and the little one!” Slapping her hand on the head of the Manticore, she urged it to come forward. The creature was enormous, with a lion's body, a human head, bat-like wings, and a tail ending in sharp points. It came towards me, its absurd physical strength evident. I dug my claws into the ground to cushion the impact of the creature trying to bite my shoulders. Emitting a powerful roar, I dug my claws into the creature's neck, which dug i

They were the weirdest witches he'd ever seen. " I have proof that she's here." Andrew declared. The witches burst into a round of laughter. "Resilient Alpha," the three witches began, "how blind can your determination really be? The myth of the Moon witch is one Scarlet has prayed to the Moon goddess for her blessing for generations. The prophecy revealed that we shall see her …" The chief witch raised her hand and cut them short. "What's your proof?" She asked him. Andrew sneered, "I don't think showing it to you is a good idea."

They wanted to combine species and create the ultimate race. Melanie is a product of their experiments. She survived when no else had and for all intents and purposes was a success. She is a witch with the dna of a wolf. When she gets mad, her eyes shine with an amber hue and her magic takes the shape of a wolf when used. She is strong, physically and magically. However, she still carries the emotional damage from that time. It doesn’t bother me though. I have baggage of my own that she also knows about. We help each other, and she is my best friend and confidant.

For a few moments, I thought she would run away from me. Although she is a powerful witch, even an ordinary wolf can snatch her life away when caught by surprise, let alone an alpha wolf. The witches’ bodies are not so different from humans; their physical abilities are the same; they can get hurt and die at the same rate if not for a healing spell of witches, but Agatha cannot heal herself; it is one of the curses of a white witch.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

The witch chuckled softly again. “Oh, come now.” Her voice was filled with amusement. “Let’s not be dramatic.” Marcus turned toward her sharply. “What is it?” The witch smiled. “The first monster.” The words made the air feel colder. Callum blinked. “First monster?” Davian’s jaw tightened. “You mean before the ancient Alphas?” The witch nodded. “Yes.” Her red eyes gleamed with excitement. “Long before wolves had rulers… before packs… before the queen.” She pointed toward the forest.

But here, the wolves already guessed the witches might attack. "Lord Alcazar, what are they burying?" Enzo inquired. Enzo, Alcazar, and Adolf are sitting on a tree branch while spying on the witches. They couldn't directly interfere because only Sylvia, Steve, and Creed are strong enough to fight the Witches. The others can only use mushroom bombs, which can only stall the witches, but for a while. Mushroom bombs cannot completely stop the witches. The half-breeds are outnumbered, so a direct attack is more dangerous to the Wolves than the witches.

God better that bandana is clean, that’s what I hope internally as I glare at him one last time through my moistened lashes. The driver opens the door yanking me out which I didn’t cause any trouble. David gets out from the car right behind me in fear of me running away. I mentally laugh at the thought that how afraid they look being the werewolves as I am a mere witch who didn’t posses any powers yet. “Alpha is waiting eagerly for this chick”, driver chuckles wickedly as my skin gets pricked with goosebumps. As David’s hand grabs my arm yanking towards the woods I mentally prepare for what am going to do.