Romans & histoires Witches Yule

"The queen of the witches! And who are you? A measly witch. Even your mother dare not speak to me in the manner in which you have spoken to me." She said and brought out a long staff. She was furious for not being respected by Lucia. She needed to teach the half breed with a life lesson she wouldn't forget in a hurry. She looked round the room in her invisible state and looked for a better place to attack Lucia from. She had seen the hair come out on her and her fingers had become claws although she hadn't shifted fully. "Be ready to die!" The Queen of the Witches shouted and pointed the staff at Lucia while murmuring some incomprehensive words. She cackled and soon the whole room was shakin

This time I would be the one attacking, I need to start planning a strategy to attack, I'm done playing defense, it's time to attack. My eyes glowed while I sent a brutal mind link to my cousin, “I need every single detail about where those Wendigos are coming from. I want eyes on those witches, check every hole you think those Wendigos might be coming out from. Search the whole of this town and the nearest pack beside us, and also send a message to the council, we need to have a meeting with them. Enough is enough!” “Yes, Alpha!” Dexter answered through the mind link, everyone could feel the anger radiating from my body, they had cleared up the way for me to pass.

My eyes were dancing around, two demons invading the witches' land, if I lose a single strand of my hair I will make sure to kill that girl called Alora when she gains consciousness. “How far is her house or the village?!.” Rebecca asked. I rolled my eyes and kept walking. We both heard a scream, a tall grass covered our view, we both walked quietly towards the grass and tried to see what was happening. Oh no!!, no no no!!. It was the muerte festival. This is horrible we shouldn’t be here. At this time of the year the witches go around cleanings the village. With there spells they fished out their enemies or any creatures that doesn’t belong in their village. The gather them at the end of th

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.

Wyatt asked me. "Not the faces, but the names, yes. Caluder was my mother's clan." I felt Wyatt's hand squeeze mine. "and the Spivey clan is from the Moon Valley coven. I can't speak for all of them, but over half of these women are witches." "That's what I was assuming." Wyatt said. "Did you sense any other supernatural beings inside the club when you dropped Mana's bond?" "I was too busy running from you." I said. "And zapping us." Archie added, mocking his hand as if they were electrified.

“What did Willam tell you child?” Ivy tilted her head. “Well that we originated from the isles where the witch trails were and that we are all witches.” Freda hummed in response a small smirk on her lips. “That is all is true, open that trunk.” Ivy’s gaze settles on the large leather trunk stained in a red dye. The metal detailing in a gold colour, faded and scuffed. It had clearly been around for a long time. Collecting dust passed on from generations.

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

News spread quickly around the hall and the people of Eldrida have more reasons to like their future queen. The room hums with the animated conversations of guests from various magical realms, oblivious to the peril that lurks beneath the surface. Sarah decides to enjoy the party to the fullest. Whatever happens, I'd have this as a reminder of the awesomeness of being free. The evening begins with a mesmerizing display by a group of powerful witches. Their magic intertwines in a symphony of colors, weaving intricate patterns in the air. Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room.

It almost breaks me, but Rowan’s hand is at my shoulder, Mara’s at my back, Fen’s steady at my side. When it’s done, Fyre slumps, empty but peaceful for the first time in years. “Thank you, daughter,” she whispers. “I hope you never need to give it back. But if you do—don’t be afraid.” I hold her, my body shaking with the force of what I’ve taken on. The pack stares in awe, some in fear. The air is lighter, the ground steady beneath us, the sky suddenly very, very blue. As twilight falls, I send out a silent call, magic pulsing through the forest. At midnight, the witches come—three, cloaked and sharp-eyed, their steps soundless on the leaf mold. The eldest, her hair silver, examines Fyre wi

If she is a white witch, then Qontessah was a dark or black witch, a true agent of darkness, but when she thinks about it, she still has a good heart. She felt stronger the moment she gulped down the contents of the bottle. It was a success, and she smiled at her. "I heard you've got a fiancé and another daughter, Violet. Congratulations," said Qontessah. “Thank you,” she replied. "That's why I prepared another present for you. When you leave, Xander will give it to you." "I appreciate your concern." "Not a problem," she said, looking at them all, "you may now return to your respective homes and complete your tasks, or else there will be dire consequences."