Witches Of Dathomir Riding Rancor Novels & Stories

Victoria The palace rumbled under the fights between the witches and the wolves. I was sure if this fight went on with this intensity, the palace would be brought down. I was impressed by the power of the witches, being able to match a wolf like Damian. He was one of those witches who combined the genius of a mad scientist with that of a rogue wolf. He loved to tamper with drugs which enhanced his strength by a hundred if not a thousand fold. It wasn’t enough to match a true Lycan like Sinclair but it was enough to cause significant damage.

This little girl was tiny, clinging to the dragon, who twisted back and forth in an effort to keep his rider from being taken. In the past, Damonq had come across a village that had been raided and children's bodies were scattered everywhere along with their parents'. He hadn't been able to feel, or remember emotion; now seeing these two little girls and the third one, Liv, the child they'd turned ancient, acting so bravely, he felt far too many emotions rushing in, threatening to take over. It could have been overwhelming if he'd let it.

Damien stepped out and saw the Cheif warrior with some of the men were waiting for him outside the house, "How was the fight with the witches" He asked, "We killed most of the witches and I think we should be preparing for war, because most of the witches had escaped" The warrior said, "Lead your men to the other house, I have a mission, which is to capture the village councilor, there are reins who are killing the villagers, do not hesitate to kill those reins, go to each home, rescue any family which you see alive, remember, reins cannot affect immortal, they can't change the villagers back to reins, so the reins only suck their blood and eat their flesh to gain energy"

the witch said and they increased their chant. Rasmus felt dizzy but he shook his head and opened his eyes more, refusing to fall into the spell. Glancing around, he spotted a stacked chair and without thinking, he leaped on it, flew over the rogues and through the opened doors, landing outside on the ground. He heard growling of the beasts and he forced himself on his feet. Shaking his head once more, he grunted and sprinted to the human realm, however, he refrained from going home, just in case the spell had taken over him and he would be leading the witches’ home. ***

Haley The scene is changing before me and it’s utter chaos as wolves and witches are fighting for their lives. The ground is littered with dead bodies and the snow is no longer white but red from all the blood that has been spilt. It’s like a scene out of a war movie. “Dark Moon attacked just as dawn approached. The white witches are not as strong when the sun rises and the dark witches took advantage of this. Even though we united the packs we were still no match for Dark Moon. The white witches were out numbered and only one survived.”

“The witches wanted me to test your pack’s loyalty. To see if the cracks were wide enough to break.” The crowd murmured but I raised a hand to silence them. “I need a name. Who sent you?” I asked. The rogue hesitated again with his gaze flicking around the circle as though searching for an escape. Finally, he sighed. “All you need to know is that it’s the witches. They’re taking over. Dominic’s fall left a hole in the rogues’ hierarchy, and they’re filling it.” My stomach twisted. Rachel had been right—Dominic’s captivity hadn’t been the end. It had only created a new problem, one even more dangerous than before.

As the witch drew in breath, the flits floated away from Rori, and as they passed further from her, Rori could hear the sound of fading screams. Rori shoved her hands above her head and lifted her toes to a ballet point before she spun around four times as quickly as she could. The action halted whatever spell Mina seemed to have on the flits and as the witch sucked further, the flits released Murdok’s flame and the wall of dragon fire sailed through the air, blasting Mina in the face. The sudden rush of powerful flames caused Mina to scream in pain and as she tried to cover her burning face, she felt the flames dig into her arm like a rabid dog.//

He had known Aloha was their true mate but had chosen to bide his time, waiting for Ragnar to accept his own feelings before revealing the startling truth about Aloha being their second mate As they stormed into Marvins' pack territory, Ragnar allowed his inner demons to take control. His every step exuded an aura of dark power, and his hand swatted aside any wolf foolish enough to challenge him. The sudden intrusion had thrown Marvins' pack into chaos, and the noise drew Marvins and his sister, Thuy, out of their hideouts. Fear clutched at Marvins as his eyes locked onto Ragnar's unyielding gaze. Panic surged through him, a desperate instinct to escape the overwhelming force that had descen

Lance pulls me to him. “Yes! Axel?” “I had to take him out, the pain was too much.” Lance growls, his eyes flashing to the witches. A deep red bleeding into black. All the rebel rogues were taken care of. Rory, Hong, Henri, Tate and others have joined us now. Their wolves hungry for witch blood. We all make a circle around the witches. Half in wolf, half still in skin form. The wolves prowl their prey, snapping their teeth as saliva falls from their mouths. They weren’t going to let these witches leave here.

Serena requests, gesturing towards the dangerous-looking individuals now closing in on both of them. Before long, the endless numbers of witches and wizards open their mouths and begin to speak in some sort of strange language, which the both of them don't understand, and it becomes clear that they are already preparing an enchantment. Damon grinds hard against his teeth, feeling his energy and his blood boiling deep down within him as his wolf slowly and gradually begins to take over his senses.