Witches Charmed Novels & Stories

Charlie asked, nose wrinkling. "So I'm not crazy, right?!" "No! This is terrible!" "She says I can't be pack leader unless I mate with him! Apparently the witches said it's important," I scoffed. "The witches?" Charlie huffed. "Have they gone senile?" He paused, then added, "Okay, so just mate the guy. That means a neck bite. The witches didn't say you had to love the omega." "They all look nice, right? Just use it for what it's good for and throw it away when you're done."

He gestured for all his guards to move away and they did. We stood before him. Jake marched closer. “I found a relic which was peculiar to Black Rose. A Charmed necklace that made one unable to identify their mates.” My brother took off the necklace on his neck and swung it around. The Red Moon Alpha didn’t seem comfortable seeing it. “I just discovered from an old lady in my pack that it was once popular here in Red Moon, amongst the witches.” Jake continued. Witches? I pulled Jake’s arm. “That’s a sensitive topic to speak of in front of their Alpha.”

Aric's instinct was telling him to step away from the witch but his responsibilities as a king were telling him to end her. Aric can feel that the witch was surrounded by a mad haze and in her madness, she was trying to get herself killed but once the fog of madness got cleared from her mind, Aric won't be able to defeat her. "Charlie had ruined your mate bond, I have her soul within me, your majesty, I'll ruin your Kingdom. Charlie made you mourn for a couple of centuries, I will make you mourn for the rest of your eternal life." Amber exclaimed with such determination that Aric believed her every single word.

Whereas I, with my dark, almost black, eyes and reddish-brown, straight hair always gave out an unapproachable, cold vibe, no matter how I smiled, or simpered. That was also the main reason why I was an outsider through most of the school and college days. Even my cheating ex-boyfriend Nick came to talk to me only after he got drunk at the college party. And they say that witches are seductresses… If it were true, then apparently I was THE exception that proved the rule. I supposed to have the ability to charm every human being, but, as I already knew from “The book of spells”, the witch's power came from determination and confidence. In order to cast a spell, the witch's will had to be stro

She immediately wanted to use her witch powers on me but she held back. “Do it, show me that you're a dark, wicked, witch who preys on others” I challenged her "I won't grant you what you want," she said as she proceeded to leave. She made her way towards Atlas’s room. I watched her enter the room and then gave a long hiss before leaving the house. I walked towards the forest, the maids were already removing the decorations in the house, so many decorations for a wedding that didn't even hold.

I went to lunge in her direction, when the earth shook under my feet and as I turned Beta Winston ran in front of me, followed by Russ and Steve. My eyes shifted to Hera, her face contorted with anger as her words bellowed out, “sisters remove them.” I blinked as all three were lifted into the air and as 9 witches held their right hands up as if chocking them. My anger rose and I took a step, only for the ground to shake and the Moon Goddess herself stood behind me, but her scent was Amelia’s and my heart clenched in my chest. She shouldn’t be here was all I could think about as I heard the goddess’ voice boom out, “ENOUGH.” My eyes widened as the Goddess Hecate was standing next to her.

He could not decipher what was happening to him but he felt that his bond with the darkness was depleting. “Run!” Edmond told them slamming his palms on the ground and his powers dispersed moving the other five witches away. Lorene, Valarie, and Iago grew terrified. What was happening? They couldn't explain it, but running now would make them cowards, they had to fight back. Edmond didn't know what to do, each second that passed by he felt vulnerable. Iago sped to the gate to escape, but he couldn't, the witches had put up a barrier spell. His face changed disclosing his fangs and bloodthirsty eyes. He sped towards one of them attempting to hurt her before he felt his brain burn. It was terr

Mum wasn't the kind to go back on her words. If I was going to get rid of the bracelet, someone else had to help. “Well, if one person couldn't help me get it off, what about asking for the help of other witches, surely if they are in numbers they could pull it off.” “I strongly doubt that, witches have a code and many rules, no sorcerer will agree to cast such a spell, even if we could find one strong enough.” Another dead end, I wondered.

The covens looked down on the wolves as nothing but glittering toys, just as they could look down through the clockface at the humans as nobodies whose fates could — literally with Isabella’s visions and powers — be woven. Not now that this Sorceres Winner was in town. Hey, I could pull off the cowboy look. I swung to Isabella. “Honestly, I’m over being jerked around. Just tell me where my Charms are, then you and I can have a conversation.” “Have you gone all mafia on me? How thrilling.” Isabella grinned, but her eyes sparked. “Your beasts are back in the House of Heights. Do you wish me to summon them here, so that you can have some sexy play first, since you’re so worked up? I bet that in

But he had. No matter how much I tried to brush that night off throughout this flight, it had just kept creeping into my mind, so I kept drinking just to keep it at bay. That was how I kept all of it at bay these days. But even still, I couldn't keep the anxiety away. Werewolves I could handle, but witches, well, all I really knew of them was that they were human at their core. I really hoped they didn't drag me down here to threaten me, or worse, to attempt to spell me to stop publishing. Luckily I had a few European witch friends who had made me a charm to keep me from being spelled, falling under a Vampire's compulsion, or falling for a fae's glamour.