Witches Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

Conri went on and sat down "They took my mother when I was just a little boy. I'm sure you've heard of how Greiner used to be our home?" Nuala's eyes widened and she listened to him tell the story of how the fairies had gotten rid of all female werewolves. She felt sorry for him, of course she knew the story too but they were taught at Greiner that all werewolves were dangerous and a serious threat to all Fairies and so it was fair in her mind but after listening to Conri and being in his presence, she realized they weren't as they were described.

He says, pulling me from my thoughts. “Yes, I can hear you, go on.” “Okay, so she was the missing piece that turned the war around. She single handedly led the werewolves and fairest into war, conquering the dragons and casting them out.” “What happened to the fairies and witches that didn't join the dragons?” “Fairies hid their existence since then some witches did too, a few can be found in some packs though.” “Wow, you're not such a bad storyteller,” I tease with a smile.

I could feel his presence. “What was all that about you being her and the legend?” he asks. I don’t even look up I continue to float. “Witches have this legend about a witch who doesn’t cast spells that she is the queen of the witches,” I answer. “I would really like to be alone your presence is unnerving,” I add. Cole laughs.

"You also know about werewolves and witches?" She cleared her throat and leaned back on the sofa, composed. "I never encountered one but I knew things about them because as you guessed it right, I have taken a liking in supernatural stuff. Since you are a vampire, have encountered any of them? What do the witches look like? Is it true they are ugly?" Now that she finally encountered a non-human being whom she could talk to, she couldn't put her mind at rest. There were so much she wanted to know. "Didn't you read a lot of fairy tales in your childhood? Witches are portrayed to be ugly and evil beings so why don't you just believe that?"

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:

I touch her chin and lift her face so I can look into her eyes. "What is going on here?" I ask her. I look at my two wolves that are with her. "Somebody tell me what is going on?" I growl so loud that the walls shake. My mother touches my bare shoulder. "It is the faires; someone attacked them," my mother says. She begins to sob. "What? Why would anyone attack the fairies?" I ask.

he said a little too loudly, startling himself. “I thought fairies were tiny with wings.” “When they’re young. Once they feed, they fill out.” “Feed on what?” I asked, a prickly sensation reaching through the haze in my head. “Whatever’s around. Babies, children, human sacrifices.” Those all sounded like the same thing. “Can you help us get the girls back?” I asked. “We need to get to the castle and, you know, save them.” “Oh no, you can’t go to the castle. Pogo won’t allow it.” Nabbo nodded over his shoulder at the big frog.

That was right, vampires and werewolves. During a time when nobody believed in beings such as them, they suddenly appeared and changed the course of the world. After that, the types of witches, wizards, even fairies, and all demons appeared. Every being from myths and legends suddenly became real. I couldn't imagine how the people who lived then must have felt. They must have all been frightened to death, with beings from their worst nightmares suddenly coming to life. Slaughtering and killing them.

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

Charlie then nods to Citra to let her know to continue. Taking a deep breath, Citra explains. “Yes, I do mean like Little Red Riding Hood. It’s not a fairy tale like you may think. And the real story is…much darker. It happened in a small village in France, sometime in the 1600s. There was a set of twin girls, Marie and Marion. They were beautiful with coal black hair, bright blue eyes, and the singing voices of angels. They were the prize of the entire village growing up and the desire of every man when they came of age. Back then, witches were seen as more of a help to the village than something to be feared, so their family lived in peace.