Witch Voices Novels & Stories

the voice of the spirits in this tomb says over and over into my ear, they laughed their scary cackly laughter, their words come from every single part of the tomb, I look around, I cannot see anything but I continue to hear and feel them all around me. “You are a disgrace to the witches, you dare to carry a werewolf’s child in your womb!” Their voices say angrily in unison. I tried to move away but I cannot, I am at their mercy, they remind me of all the ways I have betrayed my kind, the witches, they play and re-play visions in my head of all the horrible things I had had to live through when I was first Celeste Monroe. They made me watch my friends and family die in the hands of Alexandro

Her lips parted slightly against his, breath warm, steady. Not rushed. Not desperate. Alive. When she pulled back, her forehead rested against his. “We survived,” she whispered. “We did more than that.” She looked down at the streets below lights glowing steady, no blackout, no panic. “They tried to silence us,” she said. “And instead,” he finished, “you became the loudest voice in the country.” She smiled faintly. Not triumphant. Resolved. “I don’t want revenge,” she said. “I want reform.” “Then we build it.”

Voithós said, completely shocking me with the compliment. "Thank you." I answered back. "But be careful with your new ability, don't let your mouth go causing trouble for yourself. Always remember to be careful what you say." Voithós said in a light, joking manner but I knew that he was serious about the warning. But I honestly have nothing to worry about, I'm not that type of girl. Almost 19 years of being mute and I'm finally granted speech, I'm definitely sure that hurting people with my words wouldn't be the first thing on my to do or rather, to say list.

witches are pure creatures while vampires are dark and unclean creatures ,if he's both then he's gonna be really powerful . " if he's an hybrid then I guess I have to step on my game " I said thoughtful while playing with my hair .the candle around the us suddenly wen off putting the entire church into darkness .wild wind circle around us and I could hear voices in form of whispers . " we asked you to kill the child " the whisper said and I gulped down. " yes you asked me to do that and that I shall .. arghhh" I scream out in pain holding my head " what's happing to you " I heard faceless voice but I couldn't see him due to how dark the church was,blood gushed out of my eyes and nose uncontr

The least he could ask for at that point in time was an answer to all that was going on. “Back when the war was at its apex—hundreds of years back, definitely, each breed had to devise ways through which they could communicate their game plans and blueprints with one another easily—and effectively, without the other breeds knowing what it was about. My kind, Witches—and Wizards, composed a language which has since been extinct but for a small village in the human world where it is still spoken secretly. How vampires were able to communicate with one another remains a mystery. Some say it was telepathy while others said they had a secret eye and body language. No one knows for sure and no one

[Valerie] I tossed and turned all night, regretting my decision not to call back to Alexander. I had learned that being both a witch and a wolf gave me the ability to speak to him regardless if I was in human or wolf form, which is why I was able to hear him calling out to me in his wolf. I hoped that he thought I wasn’t able to hear him, and that’s why I didn’t call out to him.

I whispered. "What's going on!" Vladimir shouted as an invisible force pushed him off me. I didn't realize what I was doing but I was chanting in a foreign language I could barely understand. "Kashi etu cati mati Li do Tu. How dare you attack a descendant of the great witches? " I could barely recognize my voice. I lifted my hand and everyone was lifted in mid-air including Vladimir. "You dare drink from a witch!" I shouted at him and dropped my hand.

I wondered idly if I should inform her that I could every single word. "Your three minutes are up." I announced when I got tired of her fumbling. "God damnit!" She screeched again, and I winced. Yep. Definitely going to try her damnedest. It’s a damn good thing that being a vampire is essentially the same thing as being a starfish. All parts can be regrown, except for of course, a new head. "Inside voice Jo. Use your inside voice." I cautioned. "What is your question?"

Her words stunned everyone on the spot, and disbelief and absurdity rose in my chest. That abomination still wasn't dead yet? Joshua's face darkened. "Shut up! My wife is still here!" Then, he turned to me, squeezing a smile onto his face. "She's just joking, honey." Esther shot me a resentful glare, and I heard a voice coming from her womb, "Mom, the witch who killed me is right in front of you! Kill her right now!" Esther clearly heard the voice, but her gaze flitted away, not daring to move.

A cold voice rang out from behind the officers. The crowd parted. Ford walked in, supporting the pale-faced Chloe Stokes as they moved forward step by step. As soon as she got close, Chloe raised her trembling hand and pointed at Sonya, weak but furious. "It was her! I couldn't move on the operating table, but I could hear everything. I heard her standing nearby the whole time, badmouthing Dr. Strickland. And before that, I saw it with my own eyes. She was the one who secretly switched the patient's transfusion bag!"