Witch Shadow Novels & Stories

*Continuing the ultra-detailed, slow-burn style. This chapter explores the brutal methodology of the Witch’s training, the terrifying adaptability of a Prime, and the heartache of parents watching their child evolve into something they can no longer protect. HELEN’S P.O.V. The swamp didn't wake up like the forest. The forest woke up with birdsong and light. The swamp woke up with a gurgle. I opened my eyes to the smell of sulfur and chicory coffee. The light filtering through the

An invasion of the mind was common to wolves, telepathic links were what bound packs together but the Mente Compartida was a much more dangerous ritual. She looked to her father and nodded her head, he nodded back in understanding before turning. She faced the Alpha’s, equal looks of anger and fear in their eyes at the forgotten challenge. She ignored them and turned back to the male who kneeled before her. “I have shown you mercy. More than your father ever gave to my people,” She said to him. He met her eyes and sucked in a breath as their gazes connected. Silver and sapphire blue. Her beast locked tightly away under her skin, pushed to the back of her mind. She walked past him and let her

Darwin and the shadow witch, will never stop not until the Hybrid is dead, and also Davina. I guess that's why I'm helping, so the traitor witch will be caught, atleast less trouble to worry about. Times like this I wish I could keep her away from this Hybrid. He is trouble and may probably be the reason that'll lead to her death. I sighed. "Hey! Witch!" I hear someone call behind me but I keep moving, judging from the voice it's the annoying shewolf. "Hey!" She caught up to me, standing in my way. "I've been literally screaming at you"

“I did see these scary monsters. There were dozens of them near a circle of crucifixes holding dead bodies. They had big, bulky bodies, pale skin, and glowing eyes with sharp snake-like teeth.” Lucifer nods. “They're called Aswangs. They're shape-shifting spirits that were once witches. Aswangs are created when a witch is killed horribly and can't move on to the afterlife until their wrong is righted. If Sahara killed the witches, she must have cursed them to serve her because Aswangs don't congregate together in that fashion. The only way to control so many Aswangs is to possess something that is dear to them. Witches are very suspicious of others, even their own. I wonder how the witch was

Even when the memories tormented her, she trudged on to get the truth out. "When I heard about what happened to her, I was scared and upset. I knew who the fingers would point to, but I never wanted this for her. She may have made my life miserable for several years because of what I am, but I'd never wish death on anyone." Willow looked the woman in the eyes, a look that surprised even him. It was a look of confidence she had never shown before. "I am a Light Witch. My job is to protect and preserve, not cause harm unto others." she said, a purple aura emitting from her body. He felt the love for her blossom more as he watched her mature before his eyes. Amanda's mother drops her head into

This is something I’ll definitely bring up to dad that we can integrate at our full moon runs. Throughout the night I stay by Sierra and I let her introduce me to most of the high schoolers at the party. A few of the drunk guys even begged me to shift because they had never seen a wolf before but I kindly told them no. Sierra doesn’t seem like the most popular girl at school but everyone still knows who she is, although that doesn’t really surprise me since she is the daughter of the coven’s doctor.

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

I didn't like what happened to Gigi when she drank whatever potion they were selling her. A few bites into my sandwich—I saw it. A chipmunk was sprinting across the back lawn. And before I could even consider what I was doing, my wolf took over, turning completely savage, forcing me to shift. With a bloodthirst I'd never felt before, I leaped onto the chipmunk, tearing it into shreds. Holy shit!

"You will learn respect! You insolent witch! Wulf is your new king! And you will submit to him or die!" "That's it? Those are the only options?" Saraya said in amusement, causing the witch to grow angrier. She started to murmur incantation and slowly turned herself into an enormous python. A quite frightening one it would have been if we were plain humans. I found there was something about the direct threat to Saraya that was affecting me and the state of the moon wasn't helping. It was gradually influencing my beast, making him want to surface to protect his mate — his Luna. I fought to keep him contained. Saraya might be saved from the beast, but I was trying not to kill unnecessarily. T

Kitty looked at her feet when she spoke. Mitch was about to answer her when the power went out. It was getting dark. The moon was coming out. “Now I'm definitely staying.” Kitty didn't say a word because she was a little scared of the dark. Kitty bumped into every piece of furniture as she searched for the match to light the lamp. As for Mitch, he could see clearly, being a werewolf and all.