Witch Of Pride Novels & Stories

Elise explained while a waiter brought her a bowl of chocolate ice after she had placed her order. “ Poor Thomas ! but I prefer to say Poor Overlord. He is in for a big mess and your brother too. Valdosta is a shape shifting high sorceress. In the order of black magic and mage, she is one of the highest. And she especially deals in seduction and love potions, she makes millions of dollars from it.” Violet explained as she showed them the picture of a beautiful woman with long platinum blonde hair and a nice figure. Her almost colourless irises glowed from the picture making both Bianca and Elise cringe. “ I don’t understand how a black magic love potion making witch can change my brother’s m

I said stopping him from finishing his sentence as I remembered the fact that he had indeed told me of father not answering the note, but he had passed out after telling me that the kings were dead and never mentioned who answered. “It was the king and his daughter, they seek revenge against everyone who would stand against them, mostly the wolves as to Princess Delilah, she had lost her mate by a wolf, who is the king…” “She’s turned against all the wolves, but there are innocent people, mother is a wolf, we are wolves…” “Yet she did not hesitate to attack us Nathan” Grace said stopping me “if the princess is now seeking revenge on the wolves as a whole, then the werewolf kingdom is in grea

I was furious for Pru; no wonder she didn't like Greta. "She pocketed it the night that I was captured." Pru sighed as she stood up. "She pocketed what? What is a grimoire?" Matt seemed to be even more confused than she was before. "That's Pru's book of magic. It's passed down from witch to witch. The older a grimoire is, the more cherished and desired it is. It's like a family heirloom that can teach you about all sorts of magic." I answered, and I felt all eyes in the room fall onto me. A blush crept onto my cheeks. "Turns out Brigid is a quarter witch. She's one of our pack elders. She recently told me about her past and her true identity."

My upper lip curled back, exposing my long, white fangs as they fully extended, gleaming brightly in the green light of the pulsing servers. “She is a Winslow Princess,” I reminded him, my voice thick with pride and anger. “She was raised to stand like stone while the trash barks at her heels, she has the luxury of pride, but I am a rogue Alpha, my wolf does not sit still while a cheap female like Twyla drags my mate’s face through the mud. If I let them stain her name today, tomorrow they will think they have the right to touch her body.” “So you just bought the largest media network in the state to act as her personal shield,” Jax whispered, his voice trembling as the realization finally h

He growled in a wolf's voice: "There is a demon king out there, Eva! You are the last of the Rose witches! Do you have any idea what he might do for your blood? You are not going anywhere!" But that move had drained the very last drop of Eva's patience. In an instant, she spread her palms open and awakened the witch within. With violet embers flickering in her eyes, violet fire blazed from her hands. "You were right! I am the last witch of the Rose bloodline, and there is no one else like me , no one to match my kind, my power! Now get out of my way. Because if I have to trample you to pass, don't you dare put on the drama of 'You were always a traitor, Rose girl!'" she screamed. Mystical en

For ten years straight, she let Rupert humiliate me at every turn. Seeing Richard and Leona on the verge of death, I suddenly noticed a fruit knife in the bowl on the dining table. I broke free from the guards restraining me and lunged for it. Before anyone could react, I grabbed the knife and pressed it against Rupert's throat, yelling to the guards, "Pull the car up to the front door, and get the two elders into it. None of you is allowed to follow!" Rupert's face immediately turned pale with fear, and he quickly told the guards, "Do as he says!"

, I assure myself sitting on my office chair turning on my laptop. Soon the dark screen was brighten up with the picture if aurora in which she is smiling innocently looking at the ducks in the pond. This picture of her was taken by Edward two years ago and I had to trade my favourite 70’s pocket watch with him for this picture. “Beautiful”, I murmur looking at her smile in the picture. Who knows the girl smiling and laughing looking all normal in between humans is not just a simple girl but my queen, the last witch on the earth who will hold all the powers of her ancestors in her petite body. The trauma she had to go by watching her parents killed in a massacre led by pack of werewolves in

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

"Mate, what does that mean?" He suddenly parked the car. "Princess, this is actually not the right place and right time to tell you all these but I have to if I don't want to keep you in the dark anymore. Paradise Creek……" "Is a pack of werewolves," I completed his statement for him. "Not just that Babe, it's a home of mystic creatures except Vampires" he replied. "How much do you know, Princess?" "You're a werewolf and so are Tommy and Ivy as well as Liam, I think I just found that out right now,"

Magenta spoke, clasping her hands in front of her on the tabletop, and her sisters' whole attention was on the only man in the room. "It's confirmed. It's Pryce Winsley. The Rightful Ruler is back. And she has shifted fully into her beast form earlier this night. I'm also sure that she has come back to life with her hybrid mate, the Princess of the Northern Witches and the Vampires. Yes, the girl that burned my father and my other brothers." He reported and gritted his teeth in the thought of the person responsible for why he is the only offspring left of Damien and why his mother and aunts became widowed.