Witches Cry Novels & Stories

another wendigo drop down from tree in front of them it grab the hand of of of the girls and rip it out then slap Angelica away and she crashed meters away . "arhhh " tell third girl scream out as they first wendigos paws on her and divided into 2 .in front of me laid 2 decapitated bodies of witches whole had abducted me . "grahhhh please... please spare me " Angelica cried as the wendigos tear her from limb to limbs on thing nothing was left of her . the first wendigos growled and threw the hand of Angelica. it walked slowly to me starring directly at my face like it was actually searching for something .

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

And thunder roared so loud. Everyone gasped and stood frozen with a shocked expression, especially the witches. They just witnessed the real power of the Queen of the Witches Clan. It is too powerful and suffocating. Drowning in sorrow, Sabrina couldn’t control her emotion and power. All she saw is black, and she wanted to kill Lucian. She motioned her hands to Cybelle and Liza and teleported them away from Lucian.

' He pressed it with added pressure, piercing shallowly on my skin. 'Nooo! ' A series of cracking sound resonated through clearing, gasps and awes following there after. He turned around, dropping his knife and unblocking my view towards my mate. Blue flames enveloped her entire body. Crack after crack could be heard and all we could do was to watch with our mouths open as my little witch's body was replaced by that of an enraged beast. A white wolf with raging red eyes.

I tightened my grip on Giofré’s hand beside me before the feeling of his grasp suddenly diminished. Fluttering my eyes open, I felt the whole sensation of my body—cold and drenched from the rain. I was lying on the ground, feeling the mud covered my side. My vision was blurry and as my eyes started to adjust, everything became clearer. I witnessed the scene unfolding in front of me; the witches holding each others’ hands while chanting the spell, the wild wind brushing on them as they tried to prevent the dark soul from nearing them. Then suddenly, Lucas and Weston came running to their side, holding the gemstone as a witch took it.

She inspected her fingers, her smug expression melting away to confusion, and then finally, terror. Screams and gasps rang out around me as the other witches too found blood leaking from their eyes, leaving tracks down their cheeks. “You—” The witch sputtered, releasing a wet hack as blood began to flow from her mouth and ears. “You have no idea…what you have done.”

Lilia couldn't understand where she was, her eyes on each candle. A loud cry drew her attention, Lilia looked up with panic eyes and in front of her were witches in black ropes. They surrounded a woman with who laid on a large stone, her screams filled the room and the ground shook in terror. Lilia watched with keen eyes, the witches surrounding the woman were so much that they covered the unknown lady whose screams pierced through her ears.

Regina points out. We walk and I watch as a Victoria passes by on the side, running and tearing her dress further along the branches. The look of desperation from wanting to escape leads her to lift her dress higher and run. My wolves lock her up and after a while I pass by with a macabre smile. "I've already experienced this," I say, looking at the witches. - I know - they say - but we are showing you our memory - I heard a scream and watched the scene where Victoria was crying in pain and I stuck the damn knife deeper and I whispered to her.

Soon all the knives were raised in the air on another hand— Rosie and other witches started spelling while controlling monsters balanced under them. "BUAAAAAHHHHHHH!" The monsters growled as soon as their bodies started pulling towards the cage. "Phasmatos Tribum!" The witches yelled at the top of their lungs. "Buahhhhh!" The monsters started flying in the air. Their bodies are not in their control anymore. I closed my eyes while collecting all of our knives together. The witches made them gather together, and I made the door with all the knives, caging them inside. Rosie looked at me while giving me a signal.

I returned my gaze to her as I descended gradually, "All I have within me, has been dispensed to the witches seated, I have nothing within me." "I see", she said nodding her head and turning towards the witches, "When did you guys start being greedy? Well, I don't have time for your answers and whatever happens to you is your fault." "Meli, gade, shevi, gano debu," she muttered and the ground began to quake, "Meli, gade, shevi, gano debu," soon enough the witches started choking, with blood oozing out from their mouths and nose. I was shocked, it was fucking brutal, but she gave them a chance right.