Witcher Novel Novels & Stories

Urging us to shift, pushing me to let him come forward. My head snaps to the left at the sound of leaves being crushed, but we see nothing. Raymond and Alec start to shift when I catch sight of a rogue rushing at us. It’s going for Alec’s throat before I push in front of him. I let my claws elongate and I duck to drag my claws over its stomach spilling his intestines. I focus on shifting, bones cracking and reforming, my clothes rip off before I feel boiling across my chest and I instantly recognize the sensation. Wolfsbane.

She is Alicia the Saint. Elise never thought that she would be transmigrated to the fantasy world. A medieval era composed of aristocrats, magic and divine power. An unfair world full of greed and violent people. Elise was frightened but slowly absorbing the reality. She was old enough but she never experienced this kind of phenomenon. She was just reading the book her cousin gifted to her.... She just read it so her cousin will leave her alone and stop messing with her. She never thought that she would wake up in a new body and in a fictional world! But how the heck does she go here? Did she die after reading the novel? Oh my god! Did she really die? Elise is panicking inside but suppresses

And now Val is the voivodul in Muntania, the Val who was the monk and an abbot. In the year 6994, February 13th this was written earlier and then again in the year 6998 January 28th it was rewritten a second time by me, sinful Efrosin. At the time, when the story was written, it was more than short fictionalised representation of fragments from the mysterious life of Dragwer. What truly happened with that man nobody knows.

' Niko advised . ' It won't kill me . I know it . Let me try to help . ' Nicolas resigned and opened up the wounds he just bandaged . They were already oozing out mercury again . ' Open the windows please . ' Nymeria begged as she placed her hands on Adolph's middle . Nyla opened the windows and she started . She took a deep breath and waited before the pain started eating at her . Even with everything she was feeling, she didn't stop . It was like nothing she ever felt before . If Adolph was not wolf, he would have died from the pain .

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

Something deep down inside of me wanted badly to protect this man just like he had protected me. Just when I was thinking of giving up, strong arms grabbed me and began speeding. Loud howling echoed through the squares as wolves formed a circle around us, guiding us passed the well and quickly into the thick woods. My vision was blurring with tears and I was speaking in a hysterical manner as the stranger carried me. I could only repeat Julian's name over and over. Begging whatever gods would listen to save him. ---------------------------------- The smell of food woke me. I groaned loudly as I tried to move. Every muscle in my body still screamed in agony. Slowly I opened my eyes, letting t

“If I did, where the hell am I supposed to go?” Alarick nodded in my response and walked past me, not minding my hands are now free. “Hey, you’re not going to tie my hands?” I followed his steps by running a little. “You enjoyed being tied up?” he smirked, and with that, my eyes widened. “Shut up!” I shouted and walked past him, I stopped when I realized that I don’t know where Alarick is taking me. It took us a long walk to reach a small diner, which reminds me of Lambs. The ambiance is not that different from Lambs but considering that this is the diner for werewolves, it may seem gloomy and dark.

As the pack wolves fought bravely against Alexei, hoping to restrain him, his feral rage only escalated. He tore through them without hesitation, consumed by a bloodlust that couldn't be contained. Novel closed her eyes, allowing her magical essence to flood through her veins. She rose slowly off the ground, floating for a brief second before vanishing into thin air with the speed of lightning.

Supernatural fighters and Order hunters locked in deadly combat. Sera sees a young witch—not Claire, someone else—get hit with wolfsbane gas. She collapses, convulsing. Marcus drags the witch to safety while other wolves cover him. Dante shifts back to human, needing hands to operate weapons. He fires a captured rifle at hunters taking position on a roof. Two go down, a third retreats. "We need to push forward!" he shouts. "Get to the command center!" "The command center is the large building, west side," Elena responds. "But you'll have to fight through—"

‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.