Romans & histoires Witch Stuff

We both did what Mom ordered, and the second we did, I felt as if someone had dragged me out and smacked me, much as when I jumped into a pool. I open my eyes and see a gold wolf in front of me. 'This cannot be happening, cousin.' I heard Marvel link me; how the fuck did we get SWITCHED?

“How? No one can survive that steep fall. Besides, Serena can’t swim and she has no wolf.” “On the contrary, she has a wolf. A very powerful one at that,” the witch affirmed. “She possesses the white wolf, a powerful siphon. It was dormant for long inside her and now it is awakening.” I frowned, unable to comprehend her words. “A Siphon? The only one I have heard of is in the prophesies.” “That prophecy has come to pass. She feeds on the energy around her to multiply her powers The Second Witch stepped closer. “Ever wondered why your plants are dying and why your life force is diminishing?”

But here, the wolves already guessed the witches might attack. "Lord Alcazar, what are they burying?" Enzo inquired. Enzo, Alcazar, and Adolf are sitting on a tree branch while spying on the witches. They couldn't directly interfere because only Sylvia, Steve, and Creed are strong enough to fight the Witches. The others can only use mushroom bombs, which can only stall the witches, but for a while. Mushroom bombs cannot completely stop the witches. The half-breeds are outnumbered, so a direct attack is more dangerous to the Wolves than the witches.

My life can't get any stranger. Sawyer- How about this, Wilkes gave me the good on Hummer. I know where his juice comes from. Huck- Great, I’ll call you when I find out if I’m a witch. Sawyer- Think men are called Warlocks. Huck- Am I still a Warlock if I like it with other Warlocks? Sawyer- You will always be a Warlock to me. I love you. Huck- I love you too. BTW, Teresa is funny as shit! Talk soon.

There were set rules and guidelines which every witch in the coven was meant to follow, anyone who disobeyed or did not abide by them would be punished or banished from the coven One of the most sacred rules for a witch was *Never fall in love with a werewolf. Why? Because Thousands of years ago, the witches and the werewolves were at war. The werewolves had fed on the witches for too long, taking them as if they were objects of pleasure, which was so displeasing. The witches finally protested against it, and when the werewolves showed no concern, the war began. After a long war, the witches and werewolves decided to go their ways, never crossing each other's paths again. the war happened lo

He smiled wearing gloves on his hand, he brought out a silver chain and I shivered knowing the pain I'll receive. He brought out a substance and I couldn't move or process any thought, I couldn't believe I was staring at what I've always heard about, he injected the wolfsbane on the silver chain, then he turned to me with a smile, I now understand why he promised me twenty hits and a painful death, he was using what will kill me. "Now make sure you count with me, if you don't, I'll start again." He said grabbing my hair, I winced in pain immediately he hit me.

A wolf — a huge gray one — tore a wraith apart with its teeth, a brutal snap of its jaws. The wraith dissolved into a wisp of smoke, and another took its place. They kept coming — slipping through the trees like oil — and for every one we destroyed, another appeared. The witches’ runes burned brighter as they continued to chant. “Adura volantis! Lux ignis!” A bolt of light shot from a witch’s palm, slamming into a wraith’s chest. The creature screeched, smoke curling from the impact, but it didn’t fall. It didn’t even slow down.

Anything! Her talent was not only the witchery, she learnt in her childhood also it was not even using any sort of magic to cure the people. Her real talent was to portray lies so realistically that the other person had to give in to her wishes, she knew how to toy minds well. To get what she wanted, she had to become someone she was not in the vision of the world. Even though it was a witch or... just a sinful liar who could toy minds.' Who cares? Right?

No matter how hard you try, it will never stop and it will never move the way you wanted it to. It's really cruel, how it just continues to progress and leave behind those who cannot keep up anymore. [I/N: A witch is a creature of Romania that has the ability to control time. However, they are considered a menace to society. They are believed to hunt little children and maidens in the community and they are treated as the lowest rank of society. Contrary to how people see vampires, especially those who are in the royal bloodline, they belong to the highest class which people fear and respect.]

I'm inside a different circle inside the magic array, that is not connected to the children but there is one line it's connected to, and when I looked ahead the line, there's another array ahead but that array is empty. After a few moments, the Witches circled the array and started chanting some words that I couldn't decipher, while the werewolves and vampires cut themselves and poured their blood into the array. The children then started shouting in agony as different colors of light slowly comes out of each of their bodies, and the light made its way to Cedric. To be continued.