Witches Steps Novels & Stories

“You mean it won’t be easy.” She shook her head. “Witches are tricksters. They’re slippery and sly. They can teleport, change their appearance, and even move their entire homes with the snap of a finger. If you make an attempt and fail, the witch will come after you with a vengeance unlike anything you’ve ever seen.” The warning hung heavy in the air. Nathan, who had been silently listening, finally spoke. “So, if we do this, we have to get it right the first time. No room for errors.”

Lena said all in one breath “ Good then let’s move quickly, won’t you say” Lucas responded as he transformed and landed on the stairs effortlessly “Show off “ Jesse scoffed as he took to the stairs, Alice and Emelia on his heels the journey across the stairs was a tiring one And would sap anyone of it’s energy the doors of the coven room stood as tall as the one back at the white witches realm everything looked so out of place but yet so mystical the moment of truth was here pushing the doors open Alice stepped in.

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.

God better that bandana is clean, that’s what I hope internally as I glare at him one last time through my moistened lashes. The driver opens the door yanking me out which I didn’t cause any trouble. David gets out from the car right behind me in fear of me running away. I mentally laugh at the thought that how afraid they look being the werewolves as I am a mere witch who didn’t posses any powers yet. “Alpha is waiting eagerly for this chick”, driver chuckles wickedly as my skin gets pricked with goosebumps. As David’s hand grabs my arm yanking towards the woods I mentally prepare for what am going to do.

Each witch glanced at each other with panic written on their faces. "Quickly! We have to leave through the back door!" Merga yelled to the others; she picked up her bag, placing it on her shoulder. Looking up, she saw the one who rode violently. Quickly, Merga ran through the back door as the other witches ordered her to run faster. They got out of the house and ran deeper into the woods, each hand in the other. The soldiers barged into the house with full force; they searched the whole house but didn't find a soul.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

' Tamara stepped forward seemingly unaffected by the whole ordeal. 'No Tamara, we will find a way out of this please. ' I begged, my heart beating erratically and my wolf whimpering in return. 'Trust me, work with me like Mimi said. Just follow my act, I want you yo throw that chalice to me in a count of three. Just trust me please. ' She spoke through our bond making me relax a bit. She then extended a claw, slashing the centre of her palm. 'Stupid witch already wanting to kill herself. ' Pete chuckled as her blood began to drip on the floor. On the count of three I threw it to her. She held the shiny object in one hand, dripping the blood in the shiny object all while looking at Pete with

I just need to stall for a few more seconds. Luca realizes he is outmatched. He turns on his heel, attempting to sprint into the trees, but the bushes explode with movement. Our coven witches step out of the shadows, surrounding him in a tight, flawless circle. Kinslee, Cordelia, Anika, and Novalee. Novalee steps forward, her eyes flashing with power. The four witches raise their hands in perfect unison. The dark pink flowers on the ground suddenly come alive, shooting upward like thick vines. They wrap tightly around Luca's ankles, moving up his legs, his torso, and his arms, binding him to the spot.

"Let's keep going." Marco nodded and continued walking beside him until they reached the table where his family was seated. "Good morning, my beautiful ladies," he said with a broad grin. Marcello stopped beside him, his gaze fixed only on Silvia. Time had left its mark on her, but it hadn't changed her features. She still had the same red hair, the same wicked eyes, and the same devilish smirk on her face as she looked at him right now. She looked like an evil witch who had just crawled out of hell.

Something sharp and calculating and cold. "Yes," I said. She blinked. "What?" "Yes. I am a witch." She stared at me and her face went pale and her hands started shaking. "You admitted it." "I admitted it." "You are a witch." "Yes." She laughed and the sound was sharp and broken. "They are going to burn you." "They are not going to burn me." "They are." "They are not." She stepped closer and her voice was low. "They are going to burn you like they burned the others. They are going to tie you to a stake and light the fire and watch you scream."