Witch Rules Novels & Stories

“But we are no longer ruled by fear. We will rebuild, stronger than before. Not just in walls and numbers, but in spirit.” He gestured toward a rolled parchment, which Boram brought forward and laid before the council. Theo stood, slowly unrolling the document. “Today, I will lay down the new laws that will guide this pack moving forward—rules rooted in justice, unity, and progress.” He read them aloud, one by one: No allegiance to dark magic or its practitioners. Any sign of magical tampering, blood rituals, or enchantments will be met with full investigation and punishment. All wolves, regardless of former status, will be treated with equal opportunity to rise—based on loyalty and contribu

" I take the laptop and read the requirements myself. But asking Sage to face Victoria is cruel. "What did Professor Kim say when you asked about this?" I asked. "That it's mandatory. That refusing means automatic rejection and the university believes in accountability and growth." She laughed bitterly. "Growth. Like sitting across from my abuser will help me grow." "Does Victoria have to agree to it?" "No. The other party can decline. But I have to show willingness to participate." "So Victoria could say no and you'd still be accepted?"

" Getting kind of chilli. "You are prolonging things, girl. Just give us some rules." The witch gritted her teeth. " Rule number one : no cheating. Rule number two: you will avoid breaking anything in this room." Ella remembered last night. She didn't want to move to another room. "Rule number three: no shape shifting. And last but not least. Rule number four: you will fight to the death." "To the death?" The goblin questioned." That sounds a bit harsh."

Ajax will still find a way to insult her, in any scenario. "Michaelis you—" "I am so fcking done with all your stupid and nonsense proposals!" Ajax yelled. They all stop with sudden explosions. They're many, yes, but they can't just underestimate the skills of pure blooded vampires like him. "Do you want me to marry this woman? What if you do? Seems like you're craving for her!" Ajax had enough of all the bullshit. Now, he's exploding. "Leave while I can still control myself." Ajax commanded the vampires to look at each other. Measuring what they should do.

"Like every great year, I stand in front of you all to welcome the new students. And announce the beginning of the challenges of this year. As per the tradition,with every year the challenges stake higher ,pushing our students forward. So this year,the rules have a moderation. Before starting the classes, the students will be placed into ranks depending on their fighting skills. As per the rules,there are five witch coven ranks and three werewolf packs. The five witch covens include the Infirmus, the Phassellus, the Medius, the Potentia and finally the Fortissimum. The three werewolf packs include : " I get more attentive to hear about the packs. As far as I heard, Blood Moon is one of the p

After five failed attempts, I stepped in. "Move over," I said, inserting my own token. Logan crossed his arms. "If you win this on the first try, I’m walking out of here." I smirked, guiding the claw with expert precision before pressing the button. It latched onto a plush wolf, lifting it and dropping it into the chute. Logan stared. "You’ve got to be kidding me." I grabbed the plush and handed it to him with a grin. "Here, for your bruised ego."

she says softly, “the Primarch Arcana isn’t like other witches.” Billy’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t interrupt this time. Eleanor folds her hands in her lap, settling into explanation mode. “Witches… are not like werewolves. In your kind, a wolf is born into a class—Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, or Omega. These are fixed. They don’t change. A Delta will never be a Gamma, no matter how skilled or determined. A Beta cannot become an Alpha. It’s all determined by the nature of their wolf. Their strength is tied to their very DNA.”

"Two people per team. To choose your partner, you’ll draw matching moon phase cards from the deck." She held up a small card, its surface etched with the crescent moon. "Once chosen, you and your partner must maintain physical contact while playing. Simple, yes? But there’s one catch." Whitney’s lips curved wickedly as her gaze cut to William. "The losers," she drawled, "must obey any reasonable command the winners issue. Pack laws of respect and tradition apply, of course." My hands tightened at my sides. The word *reasonable* hung in the air like an unspoken joke, its meaning twisted by those in power.

She said with a slight snap to her voice, and I reeled on her. “Well, what are the rules then. I’ve been to hell and back over the last few months, and I’ll decide if I’m willing to go through it or not.” I snapped back. “When the original is dead, the heir shall assume The witch shall have three mated of then, now, and soon. Acceptance fighting forgiveness is the key Only under the blood moon may they take their true form and be free.” My mother recited, and Simon scoffed behind me. So quiet until now, and I whipped around to look at him. His face was twisted in annoyance, his dark eyebrows drawn down on his rugged face.