Witcher Audiobook Novels & Stories

🌊 The River Witch Genre: Supernatural Thriller Target Audience: Teen and young adult readers (ages 14+) Tone: Dark, mysterious, emotionally intense Protagonist: Amara Nwosu, a 17-year-old girl with ancestral ties to an ancient river deity Setting: A remote Nigerian village surrounded by dense forest and a cursed river Last Recap:

I let out a breath of relief when I realize it was just Hendrick. He is now a Wolf; however, he immediately transformed as I walked out. I am astonished he does not do anything to cover himself, so I pass him the blanket from the couch with a crimson face. "What are you doing?" He smiles as he gestures to the bottle of salt in my palm. "Nothing," I joke and let him in. I quickly closed Ariella's notebook before he could read it. His gaze lingers on it before he moves behind me. "Witchy Woman," He murmurs into my ear. His hands are on my hips, pressing me between the counter and his body. "That is my favorite song."

Arax says. Turning on my heels I bump into Dionne the human that was going to be a sacrifice for the Witch, she's a pretty little thing clearing my throat I say “What are you doing here?” “ I was-” I didn't hear anything else she was saying because my Wolf Arax said that word again “ Mate” “ Not again”. I say knowing thayim not going to reject this one.

Her bones cracked and within a blink, she pulled Hunter out of the pond as he coughed. Silvia coughed only for her eyes to widen when she realized something. Her eyes widened and she stumbled a few steps back and another shock hit her. She was on her paws. She had shifted and her wolf had taken over. Hunter coughed water out as he wheezed, blinking slowly. He got up on his elbows before sitting up properly as he got on his fours and coughed all the water out. Feeling eyes on him his head snapped to the presence a little away from him and his eyes widened.

I laugh at her before taking a deep breath. “I wish to see Hunter Ysrael of the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack,” I whisper and it seemed like my words were carried by the butterflies into the wind as the wind whistled and rustled through the trees circumvallating us. The next moment I saw the water in the river ripple before my reflection in the water distorts to show Hunter standing in what looks like a mini-library. My heart thuds at the mere sight of him. Realizing how Goddess I miss him so much, and when I saw him in that sexy tight button-up shirt and leather pants I felt myself getting wet.

Nor she was hearing what she should have been hearing. SNAP! The sound of something being broken had wrung out. But Ava kept on moving her feet, without a sense of direction. She allowed her feet to wander as they pleased. Without any other sense of warning, something grabbed her shoulder, dragging her backward. A gasped left her lips, as she felt herself being pulled back even more. Until she was face to face with a moonlight glowing figure of what looked like a man. “Where is a blood walker like you going, love?” Ava’s eyes moved towards his face, where she saw two sharp teeth growing out of his lips.

"We stopped at the Vanderwolf mansion for the Alpha's help in finding Mystic Mountain, and he showed up. He was looking for you. He said you took something that belonged to your stepmother." Lazarus growled low in his throat—a sharp, vibrating sound that sent shivers down everybody's spine, including mine. "So he knows I took the Book of the Gods... damn him. Did he say anything else?" "Not really," Theodore answered. "Only that you left with werewolves and a human."

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

“Let’s get you fixed up first. What were you even doing out there?” Shaking his head Jax dodged his head from my embrace, “I’ll be fine. Let’s go take care of business first. I can heal when I change.” Nodding I let him go outside ahead of me. Grabbing my crystals I headed out the door pausing to pet the little red wolf that awaited me. Jax led me down past the cemetery to the creek when I dug up the crystals I had buried to create a barrier.