Witch Of Pride Novels & Stories

“ No matter who you are and where you came from, you shall follow my orders! “ He said with his raspy voice as he grabbed her wrist and pinned her on the wall. But to his surprised, she didn’t struggle as she keeps on saying the same words. His right hand on her left side near her head, while his left hand was on her right wrist, holding her tight. Their eyes met, their breath touches both of their faces. Sniffing the scent of a familiar woman in front of him, he swallowed many times before licking the traces of blood on her cheeks. Then he whispered; “ I am the son of Alpha Dominic, the son of his beloved queen Celeste. I am the sin of Pride, the ruler of the whole Cabrine city. You shall f

He had grown tired of the whispers and the judgment, longing for a chance to break free from the confines of his predetermined fate. But amidst this darkness, a flicker of hope had emerged. Malta had encountered the witches. They revealed to him a tantalizing possibility—a chance to transform from a rogue to a true Alpha King. They spoke of the Recessive Lion Pride, a mythical Were that held the power to lift the curse of his rogue status and unlock his true potential as the Alpha King. It was a path that offered him the love and acceptance he had yearned for all his life.

Allen flung himself at the Witch. Landing with a splat as they hit the wet ground. “Say that again.” He snarled, pinning her beneath him. Her face calm, the Witch stared up at him impassively. Jaw clenched and breathing ragged, his face was distorted by the hatred, grief, and disgust that overwhelmed his otherwise naturally charming features. Flashing across his honest eyes, red from tears and sleepless nights, his emotions played like a kaleidoscope before the woman. Holding the young man’s gaze, the Witch observed the depths of his tortured soul. She knew the pain her words had inflicted yet could no longer remain silent about her involvement in Harold Pierce’s untimely demise.

Ruby bargained. "But my tears are my honor! If you take them then you'll take away my pride as well! I won't let, aaaahhhhhh!" The nymph's words were interrupted by a loud moan as the witch lifted her leg up and brushed her cunt pleasurably against the spirit's.

“T-They’re from the palace! A-another dwells on her Werewolves Pack lands- Her Alpha!” Having broken the oath of silence she’s sworn with her accomplices and whoever their leader must be, the Witch is set alight with deep purple flames that roast her into ashes instantly. Her throes die down and the Darkling replaces her in my infuriating grip. Breathy deep growls rumble out my lips like the smoke of death as they splay over his aghast face.

Julia sobbed and said through the pain, “Young Master, all ten of my fingers have been broken. How can I make a rock and scissor shape?” Nicko said with a disgusted look, “Then I don't care if you can't get out; it has nothing to do with me. Besides, when you give a lot of money to other people, isn't that also an opportunity for them? Not winning? Hmm, I'll let you taste it today. What do you mean by that person's way? And that person's body?” Instantly Julia fainted. Unexpectedly, Nicko was very dangerous, and the game he offered was also very cruel.

So in this life, my sister chose Jackson without hesitation. After hearing her words, my mom sighed and turned to me. “Emma, Lily has wronged you. But the Hollanders’ bride price already paid for your brother’s tuition. And with their background, we can’t afford to offend them.” The Hollanders didn’t have a good reputation in town. Mark’s father had killed someone and gone to prison. Mark dropped out after middle school and ran with a group of thugs. His mother rarely spoke and never went out, and his younger sister had a bad temper, nothing lady-like at all.

Thomas swallows hard, his eyes glued to me but his head turned on the side, letting me know he wants no trouble. "Yes, Alpha". I instantly mindlink the same command to the rest of the pack. My head is spinning and all i want to do is scream my lungs out while killing everyone on sight. A witch. And apparently not like the witches we have in the town, she must be powerful enough for me to sense her like that. I knew something was strange about her. I thought having a human mate would be a degradation, but i would take that a thousand times over having a witch as one. I growl loudly as a severe pain in my chest appears all of a sudden. I shove Thomas on the side and dart for the exit. I know r

"But I believe that you are very tight-lipped, right Mr. Smith?" "Y- Y- YES, I will make sure no one would ever hear a wind out of this!" Ken swore with an exaggerated nod. Mike White, the Lord of Warine, who wouldn't know his name in this whole empire? Even the most frightening and hideous mythical beings that stayed in the abandoned land of Marshfoth knew well what to do when they heard his name. And that was to run away! He didn't kill people due to his amusement and Warine the land he was responsible for never suffered from anything. Instead, the land was far prosperous for over centuries. But the man had the least humane heart. He would kill people he disliked with only one word,

Trixie said, spitting blood out of her mouth smiling at the witch. Shaid got up from the ground snapping her jaw back in place. She approached the witch that was holding Trixie in place and chopped her in the throat. The magic holding Trixie vanished and she hit the ground hard. “What the hell are you doing?” Urrale said grabbing Shaid by the arm as she tried to punch the witch again. “You tell your dead soldiers to watch how she speaks to me. The Pure Pheonix is mine, I will be the one to kill her.” Shaid said, and Then shifted into a Griffin. Trixie’s eyes grew wide as the big beast grew right before her eyes. “This would be the perfect moment for Soko to burst through those trees right ab