Witches Playlist Novels & Stories

He seems a little too excited about that. “What do you mean interested in us”? I ask. Feeling like it is a bit strange that wolves from another part of the world are interested in a pack in the Midwest. “They have heard about you. Apparently, wolves everywhere are trying to mate with witches to make their packs more powerful. Marcus said we are the most powerful pack now.” “Do they know that not all witches have the same abilities I have”? I laugh.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

The last thing I needed was more trouble. By afternoon, the trees thinned out and the path joined a bigger road. I saw other travelers. A group of young mages chatting about academy entrance tests. A merchant with a cart full of glowing potions. I joined the flow of people, keeping my head down and listening. "Did you hear about the witch at the werewolf execution?" one mage whispered to his friend. "They say she grew dragon wings and disappeared. The Alpha King is furious. He has patrols out everywhere." I kept my face blank and walked past them. My heart beat faster. Kael really was not giving up. Good thing I looked nothing like the girl they burned at the stake.

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.

She levitated effortlessly above the ground, her voice carrying across the tumultuous air, as she sang a hauntingly beautiful war song. Her melodious voice resonated through the hearts of the Witches, lifting their spirits and infusing them with power and magic. "SHIFT!" The king commanded and on cue, his soldiers shifted screaming through the pain of breaking and amending bones into wolflike creatures unknown to the witches. "What....what the hell are those fucking creatures," A witch yelled in shock

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?”

Lucinda is an orphan living in an orphanage. She became the Douglas family's servant the day she turned eighteen. Her friend tricked her, making her accidentally discover a terrible secret of the Douglas family. Since then, she got into trouble, which caused her almost to die several times. Everyone thinks Lucinda is just an ordinary person, but it seems she has a hidden identity that even she has forgotten. Can Lucinda regain her memories and identity? Will she escape the Douglas family to live a free life or be imprisoned forever?

he said, licking his lips in anticipation. I cleared my throat. “Gray, your turn. What do you expect?” “Friendship, mostly. Witches are skilled in ways we aren’t. Their craft can be invaluable.” His words were calm, but I could tell he was far from harmless. Suddenly, cackles echoed through the hall. “The witches are here,” I muttered. Thirty witches in gothic black entered, some men accompanying them. Their hair was deliberately disheveled, their expressions sinister. My stomach turned when I saw Alister in the front row. Why was that bastard still part of the council?

~EPIOLGY~ I hope you all have enjoyed reading The Alphas Witch. This is the first book in the series 'The Alphas'. I hope you will all join me in the next adventure,'The Alphas Secret Luna', where the 3rd generation of magic, William Harris, will take over the New Moon Rising pack and Harris Enterprises. While learning to control his powers and figure out how to capture his reluctant Luna's heart. Of course, we will not forget about our original cast of characters. They will need to help and guide William along his journey and put an end to the black market selling of pups. I looked forward to creating another world for you all to explore. Thank you all so much for your support and follows!

Oh, and they are always hungry. I am nervous. Witches do not play fair. They always have tricks up their sleeves, an endless list of backup plans until they achieve what they want, regardless of the consequences. They sacrifice and manipulate people to do their bidding. Some spineless werewolves would submit willingly if the witch offered a tempting offer.