Witches Cry Novels & Stories

Witch! ***

She drawled and Edna cackled that godforsaken shrill laugh again. Needed to wash out her trachea too, what with that laugh? Must be a throat infection or something. “Come on, grab that duvet and let’s hit the other rooms while the girls are out, leave the roach for last when the hag gets her.” Crystal drawled and a throb started at the pins of my temples. The fuck? A hag? Hell to the no! There was a reason Werewolves and Witches did not mix, and I’d be damned if I was waiting like some impressionable young fox, for a witch to come to me.

In a split second, the witches' souls had returned to their respective bodies, trying to wake up Barbara's now lost consciousness. Right after the witches' thoughts were cut off and Barbara's mind was completely shut, the demon's soul returned in a single beat and attacked one of the witches out of anger. As soon as the witches opened their eyes, one of them fell backward and screamed very loudly. His eyeballs rolled upwards as his body slowly began to lift into the air. The other twelve witches started making things again, trying to help their comrade. However, they seemed too late. The poor witch's scream stopped suddenly, at the same time his body slammed onto the cave floor with a thud.

I tell her. Loosening the air weaves enough for her to sit, I also release the elements holding the door closed. As the wall of earth moves away, the door falls completely off. They must have busted it off of the hinges trying to get inside. With my wall of earth there it could not move so they still were unable to get in. There are five witches standing in the doorway as I look up at them. They all stare at me with eyes wide when they see that Morden has been crying and I am completely unharmed. Smiling, I turn to Morden to see what she is going to say.

her eyebrows furrowed in a frown. Just then Crystal was on the dinner table, standing on her feet. With a whistle she called Pidge who turned her face to see the little girl. "Crystal! Oh my Goodness...please come down at once...you will fall." Pidge quickly strolled to the table and asked her to come out. It was that moment when all the witches stood at the back, crossing their hands to their chest and Crystal sniffled as her nose crinkled. Then the colour of her eyes changed into a twinkling blue pearl and suddenly she jumped off the table shifting to a little wolf.

I begged the witches. "I can't take it any more, please; I beg you," I pleaded with them. "Please, please, please! Ahhhhh!! You're killing me!" I screamed. "Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhhhh!" I screamed. I screamed till I couldn't scream anymore; my head felt like it was going to explode. "I'll kill you all," I threatened the witches. "I'll rip you to shreds and feed your remains to the dogs," I growled.

Entering Dzhimara castle wall, cries of civilians with some turning into wolves fills the morning air. Huge wolves ran towards Eve and her entourage. Seeing the witches, she finally understands their hand sin the attack so Eve threw them towards the hard floor and stalls nearby. Everyone was scattering around them, running and pushing each other for the safety of their own. Cries of horror was so adamant that for a moment, it brought smiles to Eve’s face. Her eyes shifted from red to her natural blue.

I could hear her feet on the floor as she tried to get up, but two of the witches grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her back down into the chair. I watched as they began chanting again, this time louder than before. The room was filled with smoke and a red light that was so bright it hurt my eyes. The chanting got louder and louder until it was almost unbearable. I felt like my head was going to explode. Then there was silence, except for the sound of Catalina’s sobs. The witches were all standing around her now, looking at each other with smiles on their faces. They were smiling, but I didn’t know why. What had just happened? Catalina looked like she was in shock. She was shaking and

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

" She says to them, and the three witches hold eachother's hand, touches Addie head, and they scream, but hold on. "She is fighting us, strong -- " Blu chokes out "Pain, betrayal. . . . .betrayal." Lola says with so much effort. They say nothing, obviously trying to search deeper into her mind, when she opens her eyes, my grip tightens, and she screams at the witches "I SAID NO!" With that, they all fall backwards, with a huge force breaking the walls, and the witches pass out, but I hold on to her hand, never letting go.