Witches Names Novels & Stories

Also her power of speech indicated well about her upfront attitude. She was clever with her words since the start. "Are you a w-witch, lady?" Slowing the speed of the carriage a little, the man focused on the lone mysterious passenger sitting on his carriage. His mind revolved solely around her now, as practicing such a witchcraft makes her obviously a witch! "What if I say I am?" Princess Rosemary uttered without any hint of surprise while soon her eyes being drawn on the carriage boy's vehicle briefly. "Gabrio is your name right?"

Lulla tried to smile again until Ullric finally became less concerned and tried to return her focus to their conversation. After getting a sign from Ullric, Sol continued to explain the witch headquarters that she found in as much detail as she could. But after explaining everything, Sol suddenly fell silent before she looked at Stefan, who finally noticed the woman's gaze. "From what I hear ... your pack seems to know this witch quite well. Then ... do you know the real name of this witch?" For pure witches, their name is the source of their power. As long as one knew the name of the witch they were looking for, defeating her should no longer be a difficult matter.

asked Wiggy, who suddenly won back Phillip's attention. Louise exchanged glances with Phillip before answering. "Miranda is another figure from the witch who used to make your brother the Falsies." Wiggy almost choked with shock. "Georgina?" The golden-haired girl nodded. “Technically, I and my squad have watched her many times in every fairy tale. Morgan Lee, Green Witch, Evil Queen, Black Swan, all the witches in the story are the same person. Or maybe it is more fitting to be called the same creature!"

She’d come and leave as she pleased, and they’d be none the wiser. Perhaps, if she were any other witch, she’d be none the wiser too. But she isn’t any other witch. The Silver Witch of the North, also called the Ice Witch due to her love for cold regions, did not get to her position by being like every other witch. She is anything but normal.

Cassie concluded and raised a brow in surprise. "Are you sure no one saw you kidnap her?" I asked, walking closer to the witch and Cassie nodded. When I got close to the witch, I asked, "What's her name?" "Kara Lewis. A nice name for a beautiful witch. Did you notice witches tend to have beautiful names?" Cassie asked and I chuckled. "And the names of vampires always sound so cliché." I added and heard her chuckle lightly. I squatted before Kara and held up her bloody face with my hand. I forced her eyelids open with my second hand.

It took a long time for me to wrap my head around what I had learned, even longer to finally find the words to speak. The whole time three sets of eyes were on me staring with anticipation. I'd guess about a half hour elapsed before I was able to form a semblance of an explanation “The witches soul, she isn’t just a witch.” I began. I could feel the intensity of the stares and could see the confusion. “Her name is Selene, she is the one you call the Moon Goddess.”

Deep within the boundaries that lay between the supernatural earth and the underworld, in a place where no mortal has ever visited, there lived a witch named Susan. Susan has lived in the boundaries for many centuries, and she is a creature known by many names; Susannah, the wicked one, the most powerful immortal, the all-seeing eye, but by popular demand (because of the numerous destructions shes caused), many know her as the last witch. ********** Sisters of the Virani, and all my deceased kin,

The little angel corrected with a cute pointed look as Esmeray's words had somehow offended her. ”My apologies little witch. Do you mind telling me your name?” Gosh! The girl was too lovely for her own good with those two little piggy tails and the cute glare she was throwing Esmeray. “I can’t tell you my name. My mama said that if someone wants to know a witch’s name they have to be worthy enough.” The little girl said with a heavy sad sigh and an adorable grumble that had Esmeray's lips twitching. Holding her hand up to her lips Esmeray whispered as if it was a big secret. ”My name is Esmeray and I’m a witch too. A wickedly strong one from the House of Untouchables.” She winked playfully.

"It's not a trick. We witches are connected to nature, and all we have to do is listen a little, and we can..." She stopped talking when the animal's red eyes ordered her to be quiet. _How did you get in here, witch?_ "Through the door, Venerable Ma..." _It's Mister Wolf, witch!_ "Par...pardon?" _It's Mister Wolf. That's what Mate calls us, and that's the name Mate chose for us. I like that name._ The high priestess remained silent for a few moments. The all-powerful spirit before her, the feared and fearsome Alpha Black wanted to be called "Mr. Wolf" in his animal form? She crossed one leg over the other and smiled slightly as she saw Bianca asleep.

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar