Witches Runes Alphabet Novels & Stories

At least, from my vantage point, he understood. My brow furrowed when he said the word but, “But, I also want you to take things slowly, remember that as this is new to you, it is also new to them. Their Alpha being overthrown by his son because of a woman– not just a woman– a Witch, of course, they would think you bewitched him. You can't expect them to like you from the onset, put yourself in their shoes and see from their point of view. This is also new to them.

“The goddess’ blessed witch comes from a long line of blessed witches. I knew her mother and can vouch for the validity of the blood line.” Though the alpha tried to hide it, he was uneasy, nervous even. “Okay then,” he said, and cleared his throat. “So we approach the witches.” Before Joel could speak, he held up his hand. “The witches have cleverly not out right attacked my pack yet. I can’t attack them first. So we can approach them and demand the release of the wolves they’ve enslaved. If their plans are as you say, then they’ll refuse and then we can take action against them.”

But the thoughts of Bella continued to swirl. His mind went back to Tess, it had been three years since she had passed away. He remembered how he had sworn that even in death, his heart would belong to her. She was supposed to be his one true mate, his soulmate. But now, his heart was being swayed by a 23-year-old witch - a limelight, no less. It was forbidden for an alpha to love a limelight. It had never happened before, and he knew he had to suppress whatever feelings he had for Bella. But it was getting harder and harder to do so.

She shrugged and walked away, but at the back of all the world it seems she left a knife beneath the ribs. I caught her into the gardens, head held high, with her heels tapping along the stones like commas and full stops. That is what I saw. Just as the wind shifted, her sleeve lifted slightly. There, on her wrist— A faint glow. A binding rune. The kind only witches—or cursed wolves—wore. I stiffened, instincts snapping awake like a struck nerve. No one wore binding runes by accident. They were etched in secrecy. Marked in blood. Hidden unless activated.

I began, “Gemini twins are the only species of witches whose eyes go black when they’re in control. No other witches can achieve that level of darkness. That’s what makes them the most powerful witches of all.” The room fell silent as I continued, my voice unwavering. “For werewolves, it’s different. Alphas’ eyes go red when they’re in control, while ordinary wolves have yellow eyes. But witches? Their eyes stay normal, human, because they’re not like werewolves . They’re closer to humans than wolves. Except for Gemini twins. They’re a different breed entirely. They’re the Alphas of witches.”

Shrugging, I slipped my hands into the pockets of my cerise gown and went to my spot. I rolled the sleeves of my dress up, tucking my blue jeans jacket away as I picked WOUND: Wolves Understanding of Demons, to resume my research on demons. It hasn’t taken me far in discovering what could’ve happened to Dash but it’s educating nevertheless. As I sat down, my eyes following the sentences of what you would’ve mistaken for a horror story, I met two words that stole my attention; Runes and Potions. Demons applied them in carrying some kinds of spells, like witches, except witches’ spells are stronger. That is only so because witches devote their lives to their magic, demons on the other hand hav

rope from my wrists with his right hand, while holding me down with his left. When he was finished tearing the rope he began to tear my clothes, roughly hitting skin as well. I could feel blood seeping down my back and cried out with pain. When he was finished with my back he went lower, tearing my pants to shreds until he suddenly stopped. ‘What are those markings on your back?! Don’t lie Rose. I will know when you lie’. I took a deep breath, trying not to sound scared. ‘These are runes’, I answered. ‘I wondered what Jacob meant when he told me about the tiny bottle he found at his mother’s house. You’re a witch!’ Alpha Elias shouted. He turned me around, my shredded clothes fell down arou

She winced in pain, rubbing both hands on her forehead, she look with confusion at the Witch standing before her who had just knocked her forehead hard, very hard that it was stinging. Rune sighed “I hope that helps your memory, I don’t care about any scroll, I’m good with the way I am, and if you haven’t noticed I am not greedy. I don’t long for what I can’t have.” Disappointment settled on Danica’s face “Oh, but the scroll–“ “Yeah, whatever.” Rune cut in harshly “In case you have forgotten, the scroll is unreadable except a witch has attained a position.” “But you can—”

I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong. My body contorted, bones snapping, fur sprouting across my skin. I howled in pain as I shifted unwillingly, my body forced into its wolf form, and when I looked up, I saw her eyes, cold and unforgiving. “This is your punishment,” Elysia hissed. “You will never be human again.”I tried to fight it, but I was powerless. My body twisted, trapped in my wolf form, unable to shift back. I growled lowly, but she was gone before I could react. With a final look of contempt, she left, slamming the door behind her.I ran.

The fates work in mysterious ways and the sudden arrival of a witch shouldn’t be ignored. After a brief pause whilst she glances over his markings, the witch informs him that runes like his can only be used by dragons since their magic is too potent for any other creature. Therefore, if his mate has a rune, it means she isn't human or she is in great danger. Xavier is astounded by what he hears from the witch even though he knows it to be true. However, recent developments tell him that what he knew as fact, might not be entirely accurate.