Witchcraft Numbers Novels & Stories

"Those aren't odds. That's suicide." "Then we make the odds better," I said. "Leon, how many wolves can Silver Moon spare?" "Forty, maybe fifty. But Mona, a direct assault—" "Isn't the plan." I turned to Sophie. "How many witches answered your call?" "Three covens. About twenty practitioners total. They won't fight directly, but they'll provide ward-breaking and healing support." "Aria?" "The Academy can send thirty senior students. They're young, but they're trained." Aria's scarred hands clenched. "They know what Alaric represents. They'll fight."

"Only victory awaits us, Alpha. But, how exactly do we draw all the rogues scattered around the woods surrounding the border to that one hill? And when we do, we'll need to attack them with everything we've got, making sure the witches don't pull a fast one and retreat with teleportation." The other members of the rebellion murmured in agreement with Claire's worries, as they all contemplated personal ideas on how to solve said problems. River was also deep in thought. She'd already thought of a strategy to counter these problems, but she was beginning to doubt their potency. She still didn't have an exact idea of how many rogues there were, but according to the estimations of the scouts she

Sara "The devastation of the Courtroom was beyond catastrophic, we still haven't found all the bodies yet but the death toll so far is 176 Werewolves and 55 Witches and counting. A small handful of the bodies we found were Alpha's and their Betas, most of them were the families and other werewolves that accompanied their Alpha's. We have trouble identifying the bodies as they're too disfigured but we are doing our best with the help of the Packs and Clans that have reported missing persons, however, so far we've only been able to identify a few dozen Werewolves and Witches. Those who are injured were taken to our home to recover although that could take a while since we found that whoever ma

Smart wolves knew when to be accommodating. My inner circle fell in around me. Daniel, my Beta. Ian is my Gamma and Sera is my lead intelligence officer who’d been tracking Riftclaw’s corruption for a few weeks now. I don’t know why it’s taking so long for us to get to him but I’d be damned if I let him slip away. “Report.” I didn’t slow my pace. “What do we have on Anthony Riftclaw?” Sera pulled out her tablet and fell into step beside me. “Three verified accounts of illegal witch magic usage. Blood bonds. Fertility manipulation. At least one suspected murder—”

“The witches. How many of them are working for Stone Heart?” “I thought I was the only one. Not until the last batch rolled in. Bri? Brittany? Brianna? Brillen...” “We don’t need a name,” Jareth cuts her off. “But you will need their names. They are quadruplets. A bunch of crazy witches who have lost their souls.” “Acting like you are any better? You dosed her with Fatedkiss over and over again.” I fight back a growl. “Because I knew she would survive. I am not the terrible person you make me out to be.” She looks over at Jareth, chewing the inside of her cheek, then turns to me. “How’s the girl holding up anyway?”

Calla asked. "I mean that whoever it is, they are using the same witches to cast spells and hide their crimes. But not so lucky because, firstly, all the witches aren't even a hundred year old and secondly, because of lack of experience, they made some tiny mistakes and got caught. I can find them really easily." Ethan explained Calla with the same sexy smirk on his face. "Witches, as in more than one, plural?" Calla asked. "Yes, more than one. If I'm being specific with the number then it's 93 witches." Ethan explained.

I stepped a bit closer, but Crystal didn’t turn to look at me. She was burning with rage inside.. I liked that about her. “We got the numbers,” I said, keeping my tone even as I leaned against the wall. “Two hundred wariors, and twenty scouts.” She said nothing at first. Just stood there, jaw clenched. Then, with a breath, she turned to me, and I saw it in her eyes. That fury hadn’t cooled. If anything, it had grown sharper. “And you think that’s enough to take down a pack harboring a direwolf and the most skilled Alpha in the Werewolf world?” she snapped. “You think two hundred borrowed soldiers can stand against that?”

“Where are the witches?” “Most left.” “Were they here of their own free will?” I ask. “Some were, yes.” “And I’m guessing they’re the ones who left?” I ask. The spirit nods. “The moment Harriet died.” I sigh. It’s going to be too big of a job. Chasing down all those witches. “Was it a big coven?” I ask, already dreading the answer. Johanna nods. “At least fifty members. Harriet had more witches than Alphas. None of them are a threat by themselves. ”

“When do you want to go?” “As soon as we can," Zael replies. "I think we need to bring a few wolves and witches with us, in case we need to fight.” “How many?” I ask. “Fifty wolves and witches in all. We can’t risk more than that.” I nod, and against my better judgment, I give in. The Cabal witches use crazy scary magic, but Crystal Rose’s magic is something we both understand and we can fight it. “Go with Willow,” I say, “and gather the witches. I’ll get the wolves.”