Witch Re Zero Novels & Stories

"So you are telling me my official transfer notice just evaporated into the mountain fog?" I ask, my knuckles white as I grip the edge of the scuffed wooden counter inside the Academy Administration House. I am born human, scentless and broad-framed, built with thick bones and heavy curves that make the fragile wolf girls in Silverpine City stare in disgust. My wool coat stretches tight across my wide shoulders. I do not look like a delicate alpha's daughter. I am Joxie Whitlock, a scentless girl who has to fight for every inch of dirt she stands on.

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

My mate's first love was in the maternity ward with me. We gave birth to two baby boys on the very same day. My son inherited my pure-blood Alpha lineage—the heir everyone expected to one day inherit everything I had. I spent decades loving him, protecting him, and giving him everything a mother could. But as he grew older, something never seemed right. He was painfully ordinary. No powerful wolf. No signs of an Alpha awakening. Not even the strength expected of a pure-blood heir. I blamed myself for years, wondering if something had gone wrong with his bloodline. It wasn't until the day I was dying that I learned the truth. The son I had loved and raised for decades wasn't my biological chi

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

I've just gotten back from a business trip when my wife, Lisa Irwin, steps onto the windowsill. She looks at me, tears streaming down her face, and whispers, "I'm so sorry, honey." Then she jumps in front of me. Our three-month-old daughter, Ariah Conner, lies silent in her crib. She's not breathing, and her skin has turned a deep purple. Beside her, our nanny, Aunt Caitlin, lies unconscious with blood pooling from a head wound. The police tell me Lisa was sexually assaulted before she died, and Ariah suffocated. The security cameras were down. There was no sign of forced entry. In a single day, my whole world shatters. Every clue points to a phantom who doesn't exist. I spend five

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were wet. "Listen to me," I said quietly. "You are Cressida Ashcroft. Half-griffin. Hockey player. My responsibility." I held her gaze. "You are not a witch. You have never been a witch. The ice is griffin magic. The wings are griffin magic. The binding was a griffin binding." She nodded. "Say it." "I'm half-griffin." "Say it again." "I'm half-griffin." I pressed my forehead to hers. "You're going to walk in there. You're going to answer their questions. And when I say we're done, we're done. Do you understand?"

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

Tasked with eradicating the Quigg family alliance, Zero saw Alexander as the primary obstacle. Struggling against Zero's grip, Alexander's efforts proved futile, hindered by the cyborg's unyielding hold. Sensing Zero's imminent explosion, Alexander remained composed, using his sword to sever Zero's arm in a desperate bid to escape. Just before impending peril, Alexander deftly severed Zero's arm. With the situation critical, Alexander dashed away, the earth quaking behind him as Zero detonated, leaving devastation in its wake.

An Alpha wolf. I swiped the tears with the back of my hand before I pushed myself off the ground so that I ended up on all fours before I titled my head in the direction of the wolf. "Zero…" My voice croaked before my arms buckled and my body stumbled on the ground. Zero, the black wolf, shifted before my eyes and was replaced by his human. Jace.

Even after the meeting ended, he sat frozen in his seat. When the room cleared, he stood and walked toward me one slow step at a time. His jaw was covered in stubble, and his eyes were streaked with red. Compared to the polished version of me standing in front of him, the man he used to be was long gone. In less than a month, our positions had completely reversed. He opened his mouth to speak, but I beat him to it. "You want to know why I hold 60% of Wynn Group, don't you?"