Witch Of Mind Novels & Stories

I turned to see a middle-aged woman who I had no memory of smiling at me. I was scared and pissed because she just read out my mind and it was so creepy. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” I snapped at her staggering backwards. “Oh sorry if I startled you, I’m a witch.” She said with a smile. “I don’t care, why did you sneak up on me like that? And what’s the meaning of everything you were saying right now?” “Oh? Wasn’t that what you were thinking about? I can read minds.” “Don’t read mine, what do you want from me? Why are you here? Have they sent you here to kill me?”

The lead witch stumbled backward, her face a mask of shock and fury. "Fools, do you suppose your revolt will stand against the last wave?" she shrieked. "We don't need to break you, Sama Arthur. We only need to sever your connection with the child!" Suddenly, another sound cut across the battlefield—not chanting, but a low, piercing whistle that rose in pitch. It was on another side, behind the coven. A third witch, perched on a raised rock, played a strange, obsidian flute. When she blew into it, the sound seemed to bypass all material boundaries and reached directly into the mind, a psychic assault designed to baffle and daze.

"We will have to tighten the security to protect ourselves." "Yeah. Now, that was about the vampires. We suspect some of the witches might be involved in this, too. So we will have to take measures in regard to that as well," I said to them. They all frowned. "How can you say that?" Alpha Duke asked. "There have been an attack where mind play was involved. Only witches can do that. And the witch coven near Alpha Bruno's pack is at odds with them," I explained. "Wait, how did you know that?" Alpha Bruno asked, frowning deeply.

Lucius asked, his forehead creasing. "No. I just woke up today and I was able to read my Beta’s mind, and find out if he was lying or not." I told him but I had no idea why I was even telling him. Maybe because I found out the witch was on our side. "Can you mind link?" "Yes, of course. I’m a fucking wolf." "No, with me?" "What?" I asked, confused at his question but I found the answer when someone dug in my head. 'Can you hear me?'

The power of the witches couldn't help Rider he still kept on shaking. In my trembling body, I tilted his body on the other side, I saw how terrible his wounds were there, I lifted my hand then I pointed it to the wound of Rider. That time I feel that I'm a different person, something like someone was controlling me, I feel like I'm not me anymore. The way I did that makes me know what I'm doing. I'm sure that my brain was still intact yet my body was moving like I didn't own it. Is the Airlea witch in this generation the one doing these things? I close my eyes for a moment and take a deep breath.

They were under my authority. The air was shattered by a scream. It's theirs, not mine. Behind me, the witches let out a piercing, frenzied spell. They were attempting to enter my mind. I would never, ever allow them. I pivoted. "Enough," I murmured. My voice no longer sounded like mine. It was multilayered, my wolf and my witch, anger and logic, the two halves of myself coming together. Beneath my feet, the ground cracked. One of them yelled, "What are you doing?" "Follow our link!"

She gave me a questionable look but then looked away. If a werewolf is powerful enough to protect their mind without the use of any magical objects, wolfsbane would make their body weak enough for a witch to force their way in. But there’s no way Amelia was strong enough on a normal day to block out a witch’s ability to access her mind, especially without her full werewolf power. Unless she had something helping her, like a magical relic like what I have. I’ve only ever heard of one werewolf being able to block out a witch’s magic without the use of a relic. The Alpha before my father.

“Is it easy to take over the mind of a werewolf?” “No, it's not because every werewolf has more than one mind. You have your wolves as well as your own consciousness. If a witch were to take over your mind, she’d have to fight the wolf too. That's why it’s easier to take control if a werewolf is in wolf form. Your wolf is free, so it's only the human mind that’s left to take over. So, never shift in front of a witch who practices dark magic.” “Noted.” I nodded.

asked my mind. "Tiffany, that's enough!" Zach burst out in anger before anyone else could speak. "Stop spreading lies!" I said innocently, "But Zach, I didn't say anything." "You clearly…" I then realized, "Oh, I finally got it. Yvette's afraid that no one will be around to drug Zach once Susan leaves. This woman is truly sinister. She uses others to do her dirty work!" Zach swallowed the rest of his sentence and fell silent.

If there are other letters, it indicates our inability to stop it despite our efforts. Unlike my grandmother Mary-Anne Owens, whose visions were notably clear, mine are less precise. She foresaw a significant threat in the form of a man who, despite his charm, is inherently dangerous. He is known to be tall and has followed a path that distinguishes him from other warlocks, leading to significant destruction and numerous deaths.