Witches Titles Novels & Stories

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

Both of them answered in unison, which made me laugh. Alan cleared his throat and started. He looked serious now. "The witches are led by the High Priestess. She's the most powerful of them all, and nobody knows just how old she truly is. Witches don’t just make potions. It’s rare, but some of them could also control elements. Four of the strongest witches who are most capable with the elemental spells are given the title 'Lady.' They each have mastery over a specific element, reporting directly to the High Priestess.”

He said, watching his father's reaction which came off well as he had expected, "What, how, when did these happened" "Some people have been working with the witches for a long time now and from my investigations, they came from the royals and the council, so you don't have to trust any one in the council" Xavier said, "These is big trouble, the witches just started war with me, they wants Makeficient back, have there been any attacks to humans" The king asked, "Yes and they have been turning to reins too, I will need the details of Bethsheba, where she lives"

she exclaimed and Jensen started grinning. “Oh great, like you didn’t have Alpha complex enough already,” he laughed. I shook my head. I still wasn’t getting it. “Chase, Kaeleigh is the Alpha Hybrid Queen and as her fated mate, you are fated to be the King!” Isabella squealed, and my jaw dropped. “Me king of the wolves,” I smiled at that and Isabella shook her head with a giddy excitement “Not just the wolves,” she said clapping her hands. "This is the official merge of the werewolves and the witches.”

**Xavier's POV** "So, you're saying you can create a weapon for me?" I asked, intrigued by their previous exchange. The three witches exchanged knowing glances, their smiles widening. "Indeed," one of them replied proudly. "As the Three Witches of the East, we possess distinct abilities that allow us to craft powerful artifacts. The appearances you witnessed earlier were merely our way of welcoming guests." "I see," I nodded, beginning to grasp the extent of their capabilities. Turning my attention to the red-haired witch, I stated, "As a witch, I assume you have some insight into why I'm here."

"No, princess. The queen was in love with the Drektus but not the other way. He married the queen because of power. For years though the witches lived in harmony the Drektus didn’t like that the phoenix witches had more power over them. Witches are divided into coven or tribe. There six tribes, two covens are most powerful among the rest of the witches, phoenix being the sovereign leader as they were viewed as sacred and holy more like gods, we could use any element and what made us more different is we could resurrect ourselves and bring back the dead and also become immortal after we die and we were the only witches who could control the griffins. We were only the witches who could be immo

After reading a few pages on the affects this lifestyle had on men, and the tactics used to infiltrate the packs, the text on the wolves ended. She turned the page again to find text on three witch sisters. Witches also piqued her interest, so she read on. The passage began with the introduction of three witches with different talents. The first witch was the eldest sister and specialized in weather charms. She would often be called upon by the king to cast a blizzard or thunderstorm to delay the enemy army or even destroy it.

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

There would be time to deal with everything later, after this was over. A few moments later, the witches arrived, their presence commanding as they bowed deeply before me. “Luna and Queen of the Werewolf Kingdom, I greet you,” they said in unison, their voices calm but filled with respect. I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment at the formality of it all. I wasn’t used to this level of reverence, even after all these months. It still felt strange to be addressed with such grand titles, especially in moments like this. “I believe you would prefer us to get straight to the point?” one of the witches asked, her tone light but focused.

Valeria might have defused the immediate tension in the room, but I knew the conflict between our factions wouldn’t end with a few soft-spoken words. My attention was drawn to a figure with striking blue eyes; the same witch who had brought us all here. Removing her hood, she revealed shoulder-length brown hair. With a graceful wave of her hand, parchment scrolls appeared from thin air, floating delicately before landing in front of us. My eyes locked on the bold, golden title scrawled at the top. The Treaty of Three Nations The witch amplified her voice through a hollowed animal horn, her words ceremonial and long-winded. I listened in silence, feigning interest as I idly twirled my thumbs.