Witch Stories Real Novels & Stories

“Charming.” She smirked. “Werewolves? We’re primal. Pack-driven. We shift under the moon, but some of us can shift at will. We’re the strongest, physically. To us, bonds matter more than blood. Mates… they’re everything.” My chest tightened. I thought of Kelvin. I cleared my throat. “What about witches? Are they real too?” She nodded slowly. “Very. They wear kindness like perfume, but their magic runs deep, old, layered, dangerous. Some heal. Some curse. Some see across time. The oldest ones?” Her voice dipped to a hush. “Terrifying.”

she finally said something that would create a breakthrough for us. “A witch has to be there to perform the ritual, especially one as powerful as giving werewolves those kinds of powers. So if you’re looking for anyone, look for packs that have witches living among the members,” she said. I turned to Darius as if silently asking him to think of all the packs with witches living among the pack members, and his eyes lit up. “There are only two packs I know that have witches living among them. Silversnow pack and Moonblood pack,” he said.

Torvin pointed out. “Well, it’s obviously not a witch because we won’t hurt each other,” Christie said. “You can’t be so sure, those girls could have offended someone who was hell-bent on retaliating,” Rylan said. “Unlike the other kingdoms, the Witch Kingdom can boast of no strife and fight among ourselves for a long time. We’re a sisterhood with a close bond, so this was obviously done by either a Vampire or a Werewolf or a Mage,” Sloan seethed. Vyr scoffed at her words, earning a glare from her.

I mean last night, I mean those wolves, they weren't normal. Moon: No, they weren't normal, they weren't even wolves. They were werewolves. Ocean: Okay wait, werewolves are real too? Then Dracula, vampires, witches, fairies and mermaids would be real as well? Ocean asked eagerly. Moon chuckled and sat up on the bed. Ocean was now sitting on his lap. She laid her head on his shoulder and he pulled her even closer. Moon: I'm not so sure about all of them but I know witches are real.

she asked as she climbed unto the bed. Arthur looked at her in shock as he didn’t expect that she would ask him such a question. It seemed she was slowly starting to exhibit the traits of a Luna. “We followed their scents,” he answered. “The hydras were affected by Alphaeus and the other witches magic and so they couldn’t move as fast they could.” “There are other witches here?” Amelia asked in shock. She had never seen any other witch and no one had ever mentioned them so she naturally assumed that Cara was the only witch and Alphaeus was the only wizard.

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

We both giggled “But you know that they all just serve as a fun distraction for me until I find my one true mate,” Iris remarked with a smile. The idea of meeting her partner, who the Moon goddess had predestined for her, thrilled her much. Yes, your guess was correct! I’m a witch, and Iris is a werewolf. And sure, it’s true that all those things older kids told you around ridiculous campfires or in the dark to scare the living daylights out of you are true. There is magic. It was also very much true that there were monsters, creatures, and things you would never

He picked me up into his strong embrace carrying me bridal style. "Where are we going?" I sighed. Bed was what I wanted. "To see my mom. I can't just stand here and remain composed like usual. We need to try to do something... see if she can give us any insight that a traditional doctor can't," he more or less sounded as if speaking to himself. His eyes looked dazed as he hurriedly took us through the halls of Harvest Moon. They hadn't had a court witch in over twenty years because of Gerwulf's conception. The moment Hylda came into the picture and put Sadie to death the tradition had died with her.

“I will tell you everything you need to know but first, promise me you won’t freak out.” “Freak out? Cops don’t freak out.” Detective White took his sit next to his wife. He focuses his gaze on her. “I’m all ears,” he said. Susan cleared her throat and began to speak in a tiny voice. “I’m an evil witch.” She lowered her head slightly. Detective White chuckles and hissed loudly. “There’s no such thing as being an evil witch in this 21 century.” Susan hissed. She silenced her hiss. “And yet you have seen werewolves and even hunted them.”