Witches Comics Novels & Stories

Weren’t witches. Most of the time, the only crimes committed were that women had spoken against the men in Melas Isle’s or that they could read and write. Nothing about them screamed guilty of witchcraft. A fact that had always angered Ivy. Witches weren't real, just like so many other superstitions-and super-natural beings were just made-up stories for people's entertainment or a warning for children. "Next you'll be telling me that all beings of the superstitious stories told to scare child to behave and get to them to come home are real.”

The battlefield is no longer chaos—it’s a symphony of light pushing back the shadows. Watching the white witches tend to my wounded warriors, knitting flesh and easing pain with hands glowing soft blue, I feel everything I thought I knew about witchcraft unravel. The stories, the fears, they were never the whole truth. My mate, my fierce, unbreakable Xelina, is part of this legacy, and these white witches are not our enemies. They’re allies.

I complimented, smiling at her. “I look nothing compared to you love, you wre extremely beautiful," Rosie said and I felt it wasn't just her flattering me. “I can bet she used her witchy powers to make herself look prettier," One of his sisters said and I frowned turning to look at the girl who stood behind her mother. “Janet!" The other sister caed harshly, shushing Her. Janet shrugged nonchalantly as she sat back down. How did she know that I was a witch?

I remembered the stories my had told me about the time when witches and werewolves lived in harmony, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for that peaceful time. The witches continued to share their plans, and as they spoke, I realized that they were not just powerful but also intelligent and strategic. They had thought of every possible scenario and had prepared for it. Their words of encouragement and reassurance helped to relieve some of the burden on my shoulders. As a werewolf princess, I had always felt the weight of my responsibilities, but with the witches by our side, I knew we could face any challenge that came our way.

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

She howled, her green eyes blazing in so much anger. "Your people do not deserve any help from me and least before you forget" her eyes lessened but a frown overwhelmed her face, "Witches have nothing to do with humans. Your father classified us as evil, blood-sucking monsters,s and descendants of the devil!" She let out with so much rage, pain erupting from her eyes, "Your father insulted us, captured us, tortured us,and burned our body on a stake until we turned into ashes. He killed our children, sisters, brothers, and my mother!" Her eyes flickered not leaving him as memories came flooding as she remembered that fateful night her mother burned on a stake, her cries piercing her heart as

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin