Witch Teacher Novels & Stories

From their appearances, Lyla could tell that the two girls were also witches. "You know your family's reputation among us, don't you? A troublesome family who is under the supervision of the Witch Council," said another---the girl with a round face. "So what?" asked Lyla as she's challenging the sharp gaze of the two girls. "I'm Deborah Coffey. I'm the head of the Witch class. And she's Sarah Litcher, my second-in-command. We want to make sure your troublemaker genetic won't make problem here." Lyla hissed at Deborah's words.

I yelp in pain and fall to the ground and change back to my human form. “Master!!!” The witch shouts, running to him as the dust settles. A pile of rubble now settles where Elina once stand. Elina! No, she can’t be dead. She can’t! “Your little light show was fun.” My heart flutters when I hear her voice. She’s okay. She moves away from the broken bricks and walks towards the witch, the Titus, in wolf form. “But now I’m done playing your game.” With a snap of her finger, both Titus and the witch float in the air. She clenches her fist. They both scream loud in pain. Titus changes back to his human form as the blood accumulates in pockets all over their bodies.

The witch replied. “How do we find her?” Tess asked. “She’s on her way to retrieve the staff with my mate!!” She replied. “Your mate?” Joan asked incredulously. “Hmm, Klaus is my mate!!”She said shyly. ******************** I've forgotten most of what the witch said except one " Weirdo is my mate!!” She's not as weak as I thought, she's my mate and I couldn't see it all this while, I kept on rejecting her and fighting with her, I am a fool__ a very huge one.

“You hide behind sarcasm and cheap insults the second anyone asks you to be genuine!” “I know! I’m sorry!” Tim cried out, taking another quick step into the middle of the road, looking directly at me instead of watching where he was going. “I don’t think you’re all that terrible, Stella! You’re the most incredible, fiercely loyal person I’ve ever met, and I was just terrified that—” A blinding flash of white light cut through the dark. Screech! Tires squealed violently against the damp asphalt around the blind corner. A dark Camry came speeding down the narrow street, its headlights illuminating Tim standing dead center in the lane.

Vivian said, dismissing Karissa's question, along with mine. Karissa laughed again, this time with humor, "A weak institution that had to seek protection from the Elder witches rather than do it themselves. A school where the board of directors and teachers hide behind teenagers when faced with a fight. This was the place you chose for my daughter, the greatest hybrid in the history of MistWorld?" Karissa replied angrily to Vivian, the rest of us forgotten. "Wait what? Hybrid? I'm a witch." I interrupted again, confused, my anger forgotten, "A witch with poor powers. What are you talking about?"

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.

As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Quinn sitting on the sofa. Her face flushed as she hurried over, and exclaimed, "Dr. Green!" Quinn glanced toward the kitchen, where I was busy, and instinctively shifted away from her. "What do you want?" he asked coolly. Sadie was completely unfazed, and she plopped down beside him. "Oh, nothing much. I heard that you're a teacher, and there are some words in my books I don't understand. Could you teach me?" She wore a wrap dress with a low neckline that left little to the imagination.

She tried her best to push back the tears as she looked up at her, allowing her to carry out the activity she was instructed to do. The witch closed her eyes as she began to recite some spells, which Alicia could remember. They sounded like ancient spells, very ancient. She could tell that her memory was being read by the dizziness she felt. She could almost hardly steady herself. Finally, the witch stopped and her gaze darkened as she stared at Alicia with loathing. Alicia knew she probably already knew about Lucian, which was why there was so much anger and disgust on her face. The destruction was now done there was no hope for her to be recouped neither did she want to she long accepted h

She nearly forgotten that it was soaked in her sweat from this morning and a part of her didn't care to sleep in it, but she got herself up anyway and worked on her laundry. "My life was never this bad, Teeka. Why did it have to turn out this way?" She asked the cat as she sat in the basement. The washer swished around loudly as she attempted to do her homework in peace. Teeka inclined her head at Willow's question, flicking her tail. "It's not like I asked to be a Witch. It just turned out that way, you know?" Willow complained a bit, tapping her pencil against her leg. Her eyes shifted to a small spider crawling along the wall before disappearing into the crack.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.