Witches Steps Novels & Stories

Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room. The crowd gasps and applaud, their eyes fixed on the mesmerizing spectacle. Katrina and Samantha come to stand beside Sarah to watch the display. Jason seems to be enjoying the display with her but Sarah knows it's just a ruse. She can see Lukas lurking around and scanning the audience intently. At the climax of the performance, a witch steps forward with a globe in her hands. Katrina nudges Sarah and when she looks at her, she nods towards the lady bringing the globe.

The witch will double the charm that she used on Rhys and he would think about nothing but me. About thirty minutes later, I got to the location of the witch. This witch was a rogue there; she stayed in the forest where anyone could get access to her. Her name was Stephanie. She was a middle-aged woman with white locks. Something tells me she was older than she looked after all she was a witch who could extend her lifeline. “You are here,” she uttered as soon as I approached her. Her eyes were closed and she sat in a meditation position yet she saw me.

She was mine, a living masterpiece that demanded to be admired. Understanding that Stephanie wanted me to look away from her nudity, I shifted my gaze to take in my surroundings. The heat was intense, particularly at my feet where I spied a large black cauldron. It bubbled with cobs of corn, hefty chunks of potatoes, and a rich tomato broth—I deduced the witch was preparing dinner. As I looked around, I noticed a table where three witches were engaged in a heated conversation. Gradually, a chilling realization dawned on me: Stephanie and I were intended to be the main course for their meal.

His eyes are slightly wide and he's stiffened to the point where it looks like it hurts. "It is a term witches use. You must have a holy ceremony at the sacred site, and each step must be done according to our lore. No one but witches usually align, and it's for love, always." Kimsa tells us. Actually, she tells me, because it's clear Sire knows exactly what this is. An uncomfortable feeling settles in my stomach. "Why?" "You wolves have mates, you don't have ceremonies, but us witches do," she says. "My ancestors likely added this additional step thinking there is no way you would accidentally do it."

“The process will be faster if you do not resist.” I nodded and did as she said. Ziani stepped closer, her voice serious. “This is your last chance. Are you sure this is what you want? Because we cannot return what you give up. No matter what happens.” “Yes,” I said without hesitation. “Do it.” Ziani’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Good. Now, stretch out your hands and place them on the pyramid.” I obeyed, pressing my palms against the cool, ancient stone. The seven witches, plus Ziani, eight in total…joined hands, closing their eyes.

The four of us holding the she-wolves run up the stairs, only letting the she-wolves down when we reach the top stair, as we wouldn’t fit into the door without some awkward and time-costly maneuvering. I grab Naomi’s hand and help pull her into the plane. “Deke! Get ready!” Liam shouts. “On it!” Deke shouts back. I look down to see Devin and Arya circle around the second witch. She looks petrified, as if this wasn’t something that she was prepared for. Suddenly, Devin, who is behind her, moves up and stabs the witch in the back. She screams, falling to her knees. Then she does that crazy light thing that the witch did before, signaling the other witches.

"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.

there isn't a need to do that"? I don't expect you to know pain but wound that deep hurts a great deal, alright!" "Puppy, come here. " Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached. Ariana was scared that Mike would scream or hit her if she didn't abide by his words.

he says to Natalie. “Ohh, I can’t wait to meet them. Isaac has told me so much about the strength and power of the white wolves,” she says. “They’re also both wonderful women. I hope you enjoy your stay,” Stephanie says, as another car makes its way down the path. Stephanie has already contacted warriors and omegas to get their bags and offer them refreshments, so it’s easy to disengage from them and prepare for the next guests who are arriving. “Who is this?” Stephanie asks.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and