Witches Charmed Novels & Stories

“Well there is something Zach is right about. Charlie is the Queen, Queen of Lycans, wolves and vampires” Her eyes glaze over for a moment and she frowns, grabbing my hand she pulls me “We have to go, she is already waking” Eva leads me through the trees, moving silently as she pulls me until we stop in front of a door. I could hear Charlie screaming, not fully, sort of muffled like she had something in her mouth. Dashing through the door we help Matthew and Alice who are trying to hold Charlie down, her body fighting against them, her magic flickering like it did on the plane.

A vision quickly formed in my mind—brief and blurry, but clear enough. I saw her standing, talking to Seraphina… Then, out of nowhere, a witch burst in. Her hands glowed with power as she cast a spell that knocked Charlotte unconscious. My hands curled into fists as the vision faded. I opened my eyes, heart hammering. “SERAPHINA!!!” I yelled, fear choking me. No answer. I stood up and took a few steps back, then closed my eyes again—this time deeper. I focused on everything I had into another spell, letting it show me the recent events in this room. I needed to know what happened. I had to. The vision came again—clearer, more brutal. Five witches stepped out of a swirling dark portal, their

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

The pirates looked around wondering if it was a good idea to go to the witch's shop. — Introduce yourself, seaman... — Manna for Igor — Igor Huntson — Maná, well, say what you want, even though you already suspect it. — Maná got up and walked, looking at the captain. Igor didn't look away from her, he had seen worse, he had faced worse beings at sea, which some called monsters. On the other side of the house, witches were gathered. About ten witches, most were young people and children. They were distributed around the room, sitting on the sofa, others challenged each other to see who was more powerful and others... looked through the small window in the door, the room where the pirates were

Charlie POV Having eaten and made a crude plan for how this would all go to try get the best tactical advantage. We now had most people gathered on the weird little witches island. It was the perfect scene for a supernatural showdown as it was still bound and hidden by magic meaning it was obscured from human eyes. Adam and Max had returned with the Syphon Twins Jessica and Elizabeth. Having discussed a brief plan with us we finally agreed the best thing to do was bind us all together in the blood spell that would banish Carmen for good. By using all the high ranking shifters and mystical creatures it would be impossible for us to ever be weak again. The witches and the fairies agreed to all

“But it doesn’t mean they won’t be able to touch you if they guess correctly. I can’t guarantee they won’t have other witches with them to counteract my spell.” Raina watched as another set of spells launched but from Charlotte. She watched as cloud like wolves appeared next to her before they broke off from them like branches from a tree before becoming roots as some raced towards the wolves hunting them. Decoys. She had sent decoys for them to follow. How could powerful witches like them not be able to shift into their wolves? When Poppy had questioned them, they looked uncomfortable and ashamed, explaining that the Guild stunted their genetics and subdued their wolves. They had never once

Gail closed her bedroom door and leaned against it. Despite her best attempts, the guilt flooded her. The witches had all but declared war on the werewolves. Worse yet, it seemed they were winning. Gail had no doubts that the coven controlling all werewolves in the area, or possibly the country, wasn’t a good thing. But what could she do about it? She took down the box from the closet with the idea to toss the charm in there, but when she saw the pictures, she hesitated. Gail plopped down on the bed next to the box. She picked up one photograph.

She has heard of the Midnight dust once from her handmaiden back in Assyria and how it was the most lethal poison used to weaken the wolves and make them feel disoriented during battles and this poison was created by the witches but unfortunately Lia never believed in the existence of witches. "I see.. Can I ask you a question Charlotte?" Lia wanted to know if whatever she heard back in Assyria wasn't some bedtime stories and they don't actually exist. "You can ask me anything, your Highness." Charlotte stopped whatever she was doing to pay attention to the princess.. "Do you think Witches really exist?" She asked and Charlotte couldn't help but smile at how naive and innocent the princess w

“Reality’s got a sense of humor.” Then— There was a knock. Not on the door. On reality. A shimmer opened in midair, just past Jimmy’s beanbag chair. And four figures stepped out. Two witches—identical twins, one dressed in pure white, the other in shimmering black—floated just above the floor. Between them slithered a small dragon, the color of molten silver, eyes glowing with mischief. And last, gliding in behind, was a tall woman whose skin glistened like moonlit water, hair trailing behind her like waves—a mermaid, but with legs cloaked in mist.