Witch Stories Real Novels & Stories

I look at my clock and see I have 10 minutes left so I put on my shoes and texted Derric that I will be waiting for them in the lobby. We have arrived at the royal castle 10 minutes early. After they announced us we walked into the hall. We start mingling with the other werewolves that are present. Mostly all the unmated supernatural are present except for the Alpha, Beta, and third in command couples. We have to be here no exception. I look around hoping to find someone that looks interesting to talk to. I see a young fairy walking towards me. "Hi, my name is Celia. I'm the sister of the fairy queen."

I wasn't in any hurry to go drum up a fight with anyone using real magic. "Wolves don't have telekinesis." "I never said they did." "Telekinesis isn't real," Lewis piped up out of nowhere, surprising me enough to have me staring at him in sheer shock, "Well, it isn't! That's something in comic books. It doesn't exist in real life." "Werewolves exist in real life. Witches exist in real life. You don't believe in telekinesis? Wait. Are you one of those guys who doesn't believe in extraordinary abilities but does believe in ghosts?"

“Technically, I and my squad have watched her many times in every fairy tale. Morgan Lee, Green Witch, Evil Queen, Black Swan, all the witches in the story are the same person. Or maybe it is more fitting to be called the same creature!" "But ... the witches in the fairy tales that you mentioned earlier, are all dead, aren't they?" "Every fairy tale has an ending, to get it, of course, good overcomes evil, and every time evil dies, they always have a way to rise. Attacking kindness, which is only destined to survive." Louise gave Wiggy a deeper look. “You never eliminated Georgina, but the humans have finished the story of you and Edmund. The witch must have felt like she failed to handle yo

The future was uncertain, but we faced it together. When we finally arrived at the coven's sanctuary, the witches greeted us with a mix of curiosity and caution. Their leader, a wise and powerful witch named Emile, welcomed us into their midst. "We have heard of your plight," she said, her eyes piercing as she looked at me. "And we are here to help. If you are indeed half-witch, we will uncover the truth." The process was intricate and intense. I watched the witches perform unusual rituals, cast spells, and delve deep into my past. It was a journey of self-discovery, and as the days went on, the truth began to emerge.

With a conspicuous eyes, she threw the carriage a glance before its door shuts closed, making an eye contact with those dangerous penetrating stares from the young prince for a brief moment. With the stallion pressing forward ahead of the palace guards’ convoy, the tribe princess wore a smile when the prince began to tell a tale about the surrounding forest around them, saying those old stories about the legends on human snake who reigned the entire forest and the existence of witches being executed by the catholic church itself. “I have heard although it was a pure old myths that witches can resurrect someone dead in exchange of a very huge price.” Prince Woon continued. “Price.” She mumble

He offers sincerely. I guess that’s fair, though I’ve never revealed who I am to anyone before. I take a deep breath and prepare myself to tell the story for the very first time, “About twenty years ago, there was a war between a witch coven and the werewolf kingdom,” I begin, but Adrian interrupts. “I remember. That was the Spirit Lake Coven. The Coven Mother at the time, Alexstera Hale, was obsessed with taking the Crescent Kingdom from King Lothar. Samael even sent extra soldiers to Crescent City, where most of Alexstera’s attacks were directed.”

In times they said that its origin was the treasure chest of the mermaids and it had powers when immersed in water hit by the sun. - Great pleasure! — The visitors said. — Pirates, looking for jewels, the most valuable... — Lakayna commented with a smile. —Are you a witch? — Igor whispered as he noticed. Witches had a very strong aura and energy. Lakyana smiled mischievously. — I thought they didn't notice! — Broom commented Zeuck: — Maybe you could join us on the trip! — Zeuck suggested. - No!! I have already found my home. — Broom kissed his wife's hand. — I have a beautiful wife, children and…

I look at Zander for answers. “In the alcove, tucked away at the end of a shelf. I took them for fairy tales to begin with. Fantasy and fiction, but I don’t think they are. We know Witches to be real, and this is the most detailed collection of our history I have ever seen.” He pushes the Werewolf book to the end of the table , where I stand. “Uriel says he has met a vampire victim, last year at blue moon.” I listen in silence and close the book in my hand.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin

["What is the witch's name, by the way?" ["Well, she said it was Samantha!"] ["Samantha? I'll research anything about her with my mom. You know how freaking older she is, she should probably know something about this witch. Two questions about it: Does she agree with the Witch Queen? And how does she looks like?"] ["No, she doesn't agree with the queen, she hates her, just like me. And about her appearance, she has white and long straight hair, red eyes, full lips, white skin, a curved body, and is also taller than me."]