Witch Teacher Novels & Stories

What? Valerie chuckles nervously, taken off guard by her statement. “What do you mean? She’s obviously a werewolf. She was examined just like the rest of us.” The witch shuts her mouth for a moment and nods. “That was a slip of tongue on my part.” She looks at me and says, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Summers. I am Zinnia Bishop, from the Nycthopian Witch Coven sent by the Blessed Temple of the Goddess. I’ll be the witch attending to your transformation process. Please sit down, Ms. Summers. This won’t take long.” She gestures at the edge of the bathtub which I oblige.

Kevin flinched but turned and left, too slow, but gone. Behind him, the witches raised another shimmering blue barrier in the hallway. One of them was barely seventeen, the spell draining her fast. Another stood over her, hands steady, mouth chanting, the shimmer holding. Then something slammed into it. “Hold the line!” one of the teachers shouted, voice cracking.

Gamma Everly snarls. Despite the immense pain she’s clearly in, as well as the thick tears of blood running down her face, she draws her sword once again and levels it towards the witch. Wilson and Alpha Leo, both of whom have shifted, bare their sharp fangs at her. The witch raises an eyebrow, looking them all over carefully. “Do your worst,” she says impassively. “You’ll all be screaming on the ground soon enough.”

Mrs Springwood only waved her hands to grant me permission, I walked out of class after giving Narin a knowing smile. I had just entered the restroom when someone barged in after me, Penelope? What does she want now? "Hey Newbie, I see you just got transferred, did Miss Pendleton make arrangements to show you around Salvador?" She requested and I stared at her with raised brows. Wait, she could not tell it was me? Wow, Narin is the real deal when it comes to transformation. "Of course" I replied and she stretched her hands for a handshake, "I'm Penelope Cruz, a witch like you and I have a deal for you"

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were wet. "Listen to me," I said quietly. "You are Cressida Ashcroft. Half-griffin. Hockey player. My responsibility." I held her gaze. "You are not a witch. You have never been a witch. The ice is griffin magic. The wings are griffin magic. The binding was a griffin binding." She nodded. "Say it." "I'm half-griffin." "Say it again." "I'm half-griffin." I pressed my forehead to hers. "You're going to walk in there. You're going to answer their questions. And when I say we're done, we're done. Do you understand?"

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I guess you’re wondering why I wanted to talk to you?” I asked Kit as I slowed down my pace and turned towards her. She smiled shyly and said,” My Queen I sometimes just know things and I figured this talk was coming sooner or later. Would you like to talk about the fae Prince or would you like to talk about Frank Darwin?” I stopped walking and looked into Kits eyes. I immediately used my power to seek out of Kit was more than just a witch. She laughed and told me that she was a true born witch with a few extra senses. “ Actually now that you mention those two I would like to talk about them. First though I wanted to personally let you know that we have your sister Crissy and she is being t

He just stood there staring at me lost in thoughts. After what seemed like few minute he said “speak” “Night I am not Enola!.... I am soul from different universe who has switched soul with the owner of this body. my real name is Sandra Holland. We were switched on the wedding Night. All this time I have been looking for a way to return to my world and so the Enola but now I don’t want to return as I have fallen for you but Enola thought otherwise and wanted to return but she lost the clock which connects us. So she took Grace’s clock and tried to communicate with me. she didn’t knew it was against the rules of clock and now the clock want to punish her but to do that her original body has t

I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong. My body contorted, bones snapping, fur sprouting across my skin. I howled in pain as I shifted unwillingly, my body forced into its wolf form, and when I looked up, I saw her eyes, cold and unforgiving. “This is your punishment,” Elysia hissed. “You will never be human again.”I tried to fight it, but I was powerless. My body twisted, trapped in my wolf form, unable to shift back. I growled lowly, but she was gone before I could react. With a final look of contempt, she left, slamming the door behind her.I ran.

She was right! Zeuck: — Who? The village women are so beautiful! Kataleya: — No! Belton: — Are there witches? Kataleya: — Just a sorceress! The Cataruda. Debon trembling: — And? Kataleya: — She takes over all the men who pass by! Zeuck: — Well, if she's beautiful I wouldn't mind if she took over me and... Kataleya: — Yes, you would care! She would take something from you..