Witches Among Humans Novels & Stories

"And you members of the council, how could you possibly deny our people the opportunity to grow. Look around at our people, only a few young people are in our midst, why, the old people can't give birth anymore and the witches available can't get married due to lack of partners. I came here a few months ago and I can assure you that humans have been living amongst you, only that you are blind and powerless to realize that. Your women, my sisters are sourcing for husband's from the human world since no one can marry them anymore. Can't you see that your rules are slowly killing the witches and soon they will become extinct. Look around you and tell me how many humans you can spot," Everyone g

In the Old World, there consists of Vampires, Werewolves, Witches and Wizards, and Humans, who all lived in peace. It was euphoric until a time when Witches and Wizards cease to exist, as nature would want it, thus, giving birth to a revolution from the Vampires' side. The most powerful of all the Vampires led the war that torn apart the barrier, separating all of these creatures. Humans: they were the first to drown in the ruins of the war. The Vampires wanted nothing but to rule over all that was created by nature.

I wasn’t special as a wolf shifter but as the only daughter of an alpha, no one dared cross me. “Thank you for bringing your human friend with you, wolf girl. I haven’t had a decent meal for days,” the little girl said which made my eyes go wide. That moment I knew what she was. A black witch who devours the souls of humans. I tried to save Sasha but I was too young then. I was powerless compared to the witch who only looked young but acted like a grown up demon. Witches existed with humans and wolf shifters but unlike us, they weren’t accepted by society and labeled as creatures going against the law of nature. White or black, all of them were hated and once the rulers discovered them, they

voice I didn’t recognize spoke up. His voice demanding respect without yelling. “Listen up little girl. You don’t make demands here. Now, I’ll ask one more time. Who are you and why are you here?” “FUCK YOU” spat Kiara with an intense growl. “ I don’t know why you entertain these trespassers Kirian. This one clearly is a bloodsucker. She’s already threatened to drain us dry. We need to dispose of her and her wolf friends.” Said a second man’s voice full of disdain. “ First off nobody will do anything unless I say” this time a voice of a woman chimed in. Hmm, that must be the one in charge. “Has anyone tried talking to her male companions?” asked the same voice “ someone fucked up on the dos

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

The screaming starts. We do not find out much. The witches that are attacking are not part of a particular coven. They are almost like rogues traveling alone or in small groups. Someone just shows up and gives them their assignment. Hester did not know who this person was nor did she see their face. The woman just shows up gives them information on where to go and what spell to use.

“Because of time I’ll just give you the important details as I know it, but you have to be very attentive.” “Since it is common knowledge that there are witches I won’t have to tell you that again. But you see witches are of different grades, and one can be initiated into becoming a witch through different means.” She cleared her throat and continued. “Although witches are usually united when there is a general problem, they are generally split into three different groups; White, Red, and Black. White witches are the good witches, and their aim is to help humanity. The Reds are on the fence, in-between the good and the evil, while the Blacks are the real definition of evil.”

It would be best if he explained them himself. Just under an hour passed before Elias heard them arriving. He found it amusing that the old Priestess traveled alone, yet the Alpha brought half a dozen warriors, along with his Beta. Wolves were always wary around the other supernatural creatures; they themselves were the closest to humans, and the only ones truly capable of living their entire lifespans among humans. Their abilities to switch between forms left them outsiders in both worlds, always on the edge of being too much of one for the other. Though history did prove that their caution was warranted.

I noticed that Cecile had quietly slipped out of the room and it was just me and Audrey left. “I am curious though; I have never met a witch as strong as you and no, you do not strike me as a witch. Their skin turns scaly when they are provoked but you, you do not look like one of those, what are you exactly?” she asked circling me. I used this time to try and rein my anger in. And she did get something wrong. I knew from my time as a human that witches were not what she had described. Infact there was no such thing as a race of witches. What obtained instead were humans who dabbled in dark magic but they did not have scaly skin or fly on brooms. All of that was made up.

"The stories begin the same way." Her voice settled into the rhythm of an old tale. "One unbearably hot afternoon, two witches went into labor. They were sisters of the same coven. Both carried children conceived with human men. When the births were over..." She paused. "...both babies were boys." My mother lowered her cup.