Witch Shadow Novels & Stories

, she said seriously with a look disgust. Sienna quickly noticed that the witch seemed to be watching them. She had no child with her, so why was she at the children’s park and openly gawking at them? Sienna being half angel was able to feel her intentions and what she felt had her grabbing her daughter and sending a mental image of the woman to Shane, her Alpha’s, Luna’s, and Jared. When she entered her home, Shane quickly grabbed them both, he took in their scent to calm down. Sven was ready to kill the witch, his girls did not like her.

This was my fight, my battle to wage. And one way or another, I was going to win it. No matter the cost. "Why do you think she's so dangerous?" I asked Connor, my curiosity getting the better of me. "What exactly does the shadow witch do?" Connor sighed heavily, rubbing a hand over his face. "Sersia is one of the most powerful witches in the realm," he explained. "Her magic is dark, fueled by secrets and shadows. She can grant favors, but there's always a price to be paid."

In place of where I had laid, a white woolen-like cloak is there. "My lady..." Anya points out, whispering, careful enough to not let the stranger hear. "There's a cloak. It seems to have come from you." I had read somewhere that Swan shifters used cloaks to turn into swans. This is my first turning and the half moon has blessed me with my cloak. I look carefully at it. Surprisingly, my blood didn't get on it. "Take it and hide it," I order, scooping a handful of water and splashing it over my skin, washing the blood away.

As Sarah finished saying her words, her hands rushed forward, making a choking-like motion. Despite being alert, Leah who was taken aback by the sudden attack was unable to dodge, as she felt a hand grab her neck, despite the fact that there was nothing there. Sarah laughed out loud seeing her victim struggling to escape. Leah was just a Beta she-wolf with intermediate power. She was no match for Sarah. The witch could easily finish off the mate of her enemy's child. The witch pulled Leah closer to her. Her invisible grip on Leah's neck got harder and harder until she was powerless. Then, her other hand pulled out a silver dagger from her waist, then she mercilessly stabbed it in the poor gi

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

“I don’t see how.” “I can think of a few reasons,” she says. “Like what?” I ask. “Well, the blood purists like Abraxas for starters. Then her coven, how would they react if their child was a wolf instead of a witch? That might cause some problems. And if they had multiple kids, how would the kids feel if one was a witch and one was a wolf? I mean, if it were us, I don't know how I would feel. But I know I’d be pissed either way it went,” She says.

Who knows, maybe one day Vlad who appeared on the threshold of my rented apartment, with my mother's ring, became that small step on the stairs to my happiness? Having finally washed away all the road dirt and dust, she wiped herself off with one of the towels that lay on the shelf next to the shower stall. She glanced at the mirror in passing, her eyes again filled with dark gold. In moments of mental turmoil, the she-wolf manifested itself, and my eyes changed color. And now the she-wolf is curious, interesting.

he whispered darkly, before burying his face against my neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs, thrashing my body violently to kick him off me. I don’t want this! Please, not this! "L-Let me go, you monster! Get off me! Stop it!" I screamed, forcing my legs to move, desperately trying to land a kick. I gathered every ounce of strength left in my frail body to wrench my wrists free from his grip and shove him away.

But I couldn't let their doubts deter me. Pushing open the door, I stepped forward, ready to confront Alpha and challenge his outdated beliefs. My hybrid spirit surged within me, fueling my resolve. "Alpha," I spoke firmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, "I know you bear a grudge against witches, but I am not the source of your pain. I am a witch werewolf, yes, but I have never used my magic for dark purposes."

Out of nowhere, the assistant doubled over, her face turning beet red like she was on her last leg, and she screamed. Matthew had somehow gotten his hands on a knife and went for her—right under her skirt. The floor was a mess; her blood was everywhere, and it looked like she was out of commission. "You're the reason Wendy left, and now she doesn't want me. "You still have the nerve to hurt her? I've said it before—anyone who tries to hurt her will regret it." The assistant, scared out of her wits by Matthew's meltdown, curled up and tried to scoot away. She was terrified he would come at her again with the knife.