Witch Will Vandom Novels & Stories

"Vane Wills has served Whitmore Moonkeep for twenty years. You really think he’s going to turn his back on Lord Cedric and Lady Evelyne just because you offered him a sanctuary at Frostclaw Hollow?" "He isn't going to do it for my offer, Amirah," I say, a bitter smirk cutting across my lips as my wolf shifts restlessly beneath my skin, scratching at my ribs with impatience. "He's going to do it because my brothers are incapable of hiding their rotten greed. Malachi thinks he can run Lunar Veil Dominion through fear, and Darius thinks every enforcer can be bought with empty promises. Vane is a proud warrior. When a hound realizes his masters are feeding his dying mate poison instead of medici

His smoldering gold and red eyes stood out against his sun kissed skin. "Dante Iscariot." Jax said, another shadow followed shortly behind Dante, "And who did you bring along?" Dante stepped aside as a young girl, no younger than Amira came into view. She had black pixie cut hair with skin as dark as chocolate. She wore a thin grey jacket with leggings and knee high boots, but it was her eyes that drew Amira in. Violet. "Hello, my name is Willow. I'm a Light Witch." She nodded her head to them respectfully, "Miss J contacted us a couple of weeks ago and informed us to come here."

The water all over Windrich Cannon Bee’s body stopped the transferring of the red orpiment at once. “Now it’s the time again for another attack... Please enjoy this...” said Virando smiling cynically. Virando swung his hand in the air again. He created quite several swords, arrows, and also daggers. He directed all those swords, arrows, and also daggers towards Windrich Cannon Bee. Seeing those swords, arrows, and also daggers whizzing towards him, Windrich Cannon Bee was extraordinarily startled as well as exceptionally astonished. He kept back his three tentacles and turned round his body. He wanted to run away as fast as his body could take him.

Beckham jumped in, dropping Nina's feeble body on the couch before using the portal to return to the great hall. “I see how powerful you are, Grayson warlock.” Vadim smirked. “Beckham and Hadrian. I think you should help the hunters while I and Aiden will take care of Vadim.” Marissa smirked, pulling out her sword. It was going to be one hell of a fight. Hadrian dropped the barrier spell before Beckham exited the great hall with vampire speed, he followed suit before raising the barrier again. Aiden waddled toward Silas while Marissa pointed her blade at Vadim.

(Julian’s P.O.V) Her wolf looked ethereal when it was glowing with the blue light surrounding her, her howling like a song calling on the Moon Goddess. That’s when I heard the water rushing and the howls and snarls of our warriors. We had crashed her shifting party, knowing this would be the perfect opportunity to grab her. What we hadn’t counted on was her being mated to the future Alpha King of Màni. That was not in the report from our spies, they hadn’t done their jobs right even with the help of Beatrix

"Oh, but you will. Once I have Theria in my custody. Your little strumpet will live so as long as you cooperate, Warren. The last report from the Bokken Riders said they are very close to taking the Scald Crow and its crew over." "The witch is lying to you," Warren stared at the buildings just outside the car door with a wistful expression on his face. The witch has no choice to listen, or she won't get free. She held up a tube, "I also gathered the original enchantment from various tribal leaders in the area." "So, you plan to antagonize the one ally you have. How smart is that?" from where Warren sat, Vasilia looked batshit crazy. "We'll call it an insurance policy to make sure she holds u

William complained. "Actually close to hundred, Zolomon's crew. All made hybrid just for me and you guys," Willow revealed. "Well that's messed up," Lucy said. "Don't worry, we're going," Willow said moving ahead. "I have a plan." A MANSION DOWNTOWN:

Brian's POV My name is Brian. Brian Johannes Adams. I'm not an ordinary human as you might think. I'm a vampire, yup. You heard and read it correctly, I'm a vampire. The Adams family is the last descendants of King George Adams, who led the vampire nation hundreds of years ago. We used to reside in Romania, but something unfortunate happened that led me to New York.

“You’ll survive.” Grammy slammed her palm against the table, cutting through the banter. “Listen. This fight will not be won by species. It will be won by unity. A dragon cannot hold without a witch’s ward. A vampire cannot move in sunlight without a wolf to guard his back. You will mingle. You will fight as one. Or you will die as many.” The tent went quiet again, the weight of her words pressing into every chest. Kael, perched on Serenya’s knee, tilted his head. “That’s what W.I.L.D. means,” he piped up. “We all fight together. We all win together.”

“No wonder you kept that pig alive for as long as you did. What did the Queen ever see in that asshole?” “This is what you didn’t want to tell me from before, isn’t it?” Lucas said, finally connecting the dots. “This is why Damien didn’t want to take action against Vandal? Shit!” “Yes.” Damien answered for me. “My relation to Vandal was kept secret for a long time, so long that even I had no idea who he was to me for centuries, until he assassinated my father and I took the throne. Vandal only showed me the truth when his nobility was under question since he was a turned vampire and the Wipeout required all strong leaders to take control. I had to stay quiet to prevent rebellion in my kingdo