Witches Titles Novels & Stories

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

We broke our engagement not long ago and got nothing to do with each other. "I appreciate your concern, but if those men show interest in me, maybe they can become my potential spouse," I smirk. "After all, I'm an eligible bachelorette. It's time for me to find a husband." "Alice-" "It's Mistress to you," I corrected him as it caused the look on his face to turn red. "You may be the Crown Prince and soon become king after your father steps down, but here I rule this kingdom. I'm the Mistress of Pandora…The Red Witch."

“I’m sure that you would tell us anyway, so why don’t you get on with it?” She sneered back at me. “It means that I know every dirty little secret you all have been doing against each other to rise in ranks. For instance, your little sister, Isobel did not die by being mauled by wolves, it was the queen mother of your coven that orchestrated her death and the death of six other witches her age to rise to the rank of being the leader of your coven. The witches who were sacrificed for your so-called queen mother, their names are Sabrina, Dhalia, Maya, Freya, Gretta, and Genna”

*(Terjemah : Translation: I can fly to the sky Will never stay Until I passed out from exhaustion Whatever the reason Whatever the reason I need courage now (Gaho - Start)) He did not realize that what he sings now, will come true in the future. In the hidden world. "Sir! Sir! Sir!" "What is wrong?" the voice seemed lazy with a million charms. "Blue cube witch," "Blue cube witch why?" now the person's voice was getting impatient. "The light from the blue cube emits light," Dubak! "What!" now the leader was getting tense, even the handle of the throne crumbled to powder. The fortune teller was suddenly shocked and scared, afraid that his head would fly. "Which cube witch is glowing again!"

The witch tries three more times, but the same thing happens. “Let’s see if you can block this!!” She shouts after a moment of gathering massive amounts of energy, but the same result. “Move! I’ll handle this little bitch!” Titus says in his wolf form. “Woah, no need for name-calling. I only took your hand.” Titus’s wolf growls. “I’ll kill you.” “Well, you can certainly try. I was getting bored with your witch...No offense.” She turns to the witch and smirks.

Watching her aunts face carefully watching her expressions, assessing everything her aunt did from now on. “We originate and carry Owens blood. The Owens are the first of the witches. We started with warlock Joshua who married a woman with magic in her but wasn’t a witch at the time. Their children were all powerful, their spells of banishment and healing are the most potent. Some witches in our family have been said to not need spells or potions just naturally occurring magics.”

Graysen drew her closer to him and lightly pecked her cheek. " Shall we go on?" Graysen stared at Ryan, who was smiling at his mate. "Let us introduce ourselves first, Alpha," Medea smirked. "My name is Medea, and I'm a fire witch," she replied, smiling at Fleurie, who smiled back. "I'm Eve, and I control water," she said, receiving a smile in response. "Isis, an ice, wind, and land witch," she said flatly to Fleurie.

The witch chuckled softly again. “Oh, come now.” Her voice was filled with amusement. “Let’s not be dramatic.” Marcus turned toward her sharply. “What is it?” The witch smiled. “The first monster.” The words made the air feel colder. Callum blinked. “First monster?” Davian’s jaw tightened. “You mean before the ancient Alphas?” The witch nodded. “Yes.” Her red eyes gleamed with excitement. “Long before wolves had rulers… before packs… before the queen.” She pointed toward the forest.

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?”