Witches Monsters Novels & Stories

Although her side ached, Tessa was prepared for the launch and landed on all fours ready to attack again while it struggled to stand, holding its left arm which was barely hanging on at the joint. With its cloak torn away, Tessa saw just how ghastly this monster was. "This is what he wants everyone to become? This abomination," her wolf asked in disgust. Its red eyes darted around taking in the many Warriors that have surrounded them since the Rogues fell. Tessa shifted back to her human form, clutching her side with the broken ribs. She noticed two women standing amongst the crowd and, by the monster’s furious growl, Tessa knew they were its witches.

It belonged to the witches. Just as I had though, a large group of witches came flooding into the pack compound in large horses that seems to be born out of smoke. We immediately came to a stop and I gripped the weapons that I was holding in my hand tightly. Behind us was the large dead monster and in front of us were witches, gathering in horses with wands in their hands. I didn't know who to take on first. I would have loved to fight my way through the witches and escape but now that Alana was with me, it was going to make things much more difficult for me.

NICKLAUS'S POV But the witches stood strong, their collective energy merging into a radiant shield of light. The brilliance of their magic intensified, blinding in its beauty, as they pushed back against the darkness. A surge of power rippled through the air, and the monstrous entity began to fade, its form dissolving into nothingness until it was no more than a memory. Relief washed over the crowd, followed by a wave of applause and admiration for the witches' power and unwavering resolve. The bonfire crackled, casting dancing shadows that seemed to whisper tales of triumph over darkness.

“I’ll, uh, put them in a pile, cloak it, and deal with them tomorrow.” “So let me get this straight,” Monica’s friend says, slowly rising to her feet. She has pink streaks in her pale blonde hair. “You four are witches?” “Right,” I tell her. “I’m Callie. Nice to meet you.” “And he was dead,” she goes on, pointing to the guy on the floor. “Yep.” The friend turns back to Monica, who gives a shrug. “At least that explains the smell,” Monica whispers. “Witches are real,” her friend repeats. “Witches who can do magic spells and bring dead folk back to life.” Shaking her head, she slowly sits back down on the couch. “And I thought vampires were all we had to deal with.”

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

“MONSTER!!!” The screams of the witches rang out as they saw the Alpha king standing with a cold murderous gaze and mercilessly burning the witches alive with flames. “You’re not the Alpha King.. You’re a monster king!!!” I remember I once dreamed the same thing about this. Closing my eyes and letting my tears fall because of the pain I felt for my mate’s grief back then as well as the fear of the witches being hunted by him. ‘There are only traps and curses in Trazmoz’

Viktor asked. “The north side. Large clay monsters are destroying homes and killing everyone inside. Women and children aren’t safe from their power. We need to do something and quick,” Jamie said. Her voice choked with raw emotion. “That’s not far from us,” Jake murmured. At the mention of monsters I could only think of Jade’s gift. There could be other with their gift. “Do they have witches with them?” I asked. “Not that I could see,” Jamie said.

Wendy rolled her eyes, something told her she was lying, and Hayley must know very much about the things in this book. “Do you know about witches?” Wendy asked. That was all she had been seeing in the book. * Weston Hills was formerly a town of witches, a town of dark powerful witches. Amongst these witches were other supernatural creatures, spirits, vampires, werewolves, gargoyles, golems, and the rest of them. Most of them were extinct. Some years ago, these witches fled away due to the numerous attacks launched by humans on them. Though they had the power to fight back, they had to flee because they never wanted what was imprisoned to be returned. Weston Hills had other natural creatures,

I asked Vivian, looking at her for confirmation. She gave me a sad smile but didn't reply. Oh. Well, "I'm not going anywhere." I said when she didn't reply. I had Kraegos? Only powerful witches could do that and I wasn't powerful, was I? "Of course, you aren't, baby girl," Vivian replied and gave Alix a subtle nod. He began to step back with his pack, I followed suit so that he wouldn't step on my toes. The uniformed warriors were fighting off both the mist monsters and the scorpion-wolves. They seemed to be having a hard time bringing down the huge monsters.

“Its alright, Its all going to be okay” Queen of the Witches, she had been called, she had been reunited with the witches of the witch Kingdom one more time, and she was not thinking this, this was actually real, to her, “Do not think about it too much Mannon.”, Hadassah said, as they flew up in the skies on the wyverns, beasts created with the blood of Witches, an aftermath of grandmother’s crazy designs, had brought them here, the witch really out done herself this time, “not bad grandmother, not bad at all.”, she muttered to herself.