Witcher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Elijah I sat on the stool that night. .. I was on border patrol when Lucas mindlink about something . I knew that I hated the witch with the last blood in me ,but doing that to the girl seems So terrifying than usual and with that I rushed back to the pack house. I got into the room and next thing I saw was Dante cutting the girl like she was some piece of animal and he wasn't doing it with his hands ,he was using his powers and the girl blood was everywhere

I say, looking sympathetically towards my friend. Ashe settles further into their chair, slouching down and stretching their long legs out in front of them. They yawn,” I am sitting, and barely doing that at this point, besides as a Shifter I can manage better than a human or even witch.” They sigh deeply then continue “Look, I know you don’t want to talk about it, but I think you stand a chance with Damian and if anything can make him less bitter it would be a good fucking!”

But it was another thing in all entirety for the so called lover to be anybody but the father to my deranged mate. "So you mean to tell me that the Devil Alpha Jax who happens to me my mate is your son, wow " I said in utter bewilderment and before I could process my feelings around that piece of information, the witch shouted at is while clapping her hands together "Okay okay, that's enough now. I think I've given you all enough time to have your family reunion don't you think? Now let's get back to business shall we?" She demanded and Dan have Bianca a kiss on her hand before standing up and facing the witch

Take care and keep reading and living out adventures, Love, Fiona. ******* A little sidenote, the next book that I will be completing is, THE REJECTED OMEGA IS THE LYCAN KING’S MATE. Then it will be, THE WEREWOLF SWITCH. These two stories will be merged together to create another story called, WHEN A WEREWOLF AND A LYCAN KISS. So stay tuned.

I failed to protect my first mate, and now i am causing trouble to my second. The Moon Goddess wanted to give me a second chance and i am failing with flying colours. The truth is i still hate having a witch as a mate. But deep down i think my perspective on it is changing. I don't grow a liking on witches in general, only her. I like her, in spite of her powers. My wolf is anxious, prowling in my head trying to move me. I know what he wants. He was so happy all these hours that Amy spent here.

Their Alpha had been his father's greatest enemy; he had inherited that feud when he became King. They had kept out of each other's way so far, but if the witch aimed to do something big, this would be the way to do it. Alpha Ryker was nothing like Cain, and yet his ruthlessness almost matched. At least it used to match before Cain turned into a puppy because their mate had ripped their heart out of the chest. ‘Jax, we can’t find any tracks,’ Dylan said in the pack link. They wouldn’t. The wind was blowing from the direction of the Night Walker territory, bringing a hint of death and rotting wolf. Amber was either still in the field of making a home with his enemy.

Together, they symbolized the unity between the werewolves and lycans, bridging the gap between their two realms. As the celebrations continued, Alessia found herself reflecting on the transformative journey she had undertaken. She had grown from a young maid with unrequited love to a powerful and influential figure within the Convergence. Alessia's dreams of being with Phoenix had faded into the background, replaced by a newfound purpose and a love that surpassed her wildest imaginings.

“We fail this, I don’t qualify for Selection come Harvest, so even if I have to carry your fucking ass across the finish line, bet that ass we are going to be in the top spot. So shut the pyre up and drink away whatever hangover your dumb ass got rather than assaulting someone else for their rod!” First time the Witch has ever looked like blight. I’m assuming her being here, in the state she’s in after yesterday’s blowout and Farm Boy missing, means he took off when she finally professed her undying love for him. You have to be blind, drunk, or dreaming not to get that he’s always been it for her. Another reason I let myself rut her—as a slight to the nauseatingly perfect and wholesome fuckh

I need to make sure he won’t reject me first before I allow my wolf to try and claim him. However, my wait is short when Wyatt grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a passionate kiss. As I melt into pure bliss, my wolf takes control and happily begins to devour him. ***End of Flashback*** Smiling from ear to ear, Fiona chimes, “Wow. You had a struggle.”

as if he were some long-ago gentleman and she a lady strolling through a ballroom rather than two-foot-deep snow. “How did you feel when Sarai chose to protect me rather than stay true to you?” There was truth in her words; she believed that Sarai had made a choice. From the hesitation in Asil’s steady footfall, he heard it, too. “Was that what she did?” he asked. “She loved me better than she loved you,” the witch said. “I am her little butterfly, and she takes care of me.” Asil was silent for a moment, then he said, “I don’t think you’ve been anyone’s Mariposa for a long time.” The witch stopped and switched abruptly to Spanish. “Liar. Liar. You don’t know anything. She loved me. Me! She