Witches Yule Novels & Stories

“You, my dear witch daughter, are a natural.” They flew over the border of the kingdom, past Tsar Dmitri’s verdant forests, to a mountain hollow thick with yew. Upon burnt grounds and dead pine needles that spritzed the forest with a pungent aroma of sap and sorrow danced naked witches – some young and beautiful, others old with pendulous breasts and hooked noses, all ethereal and deadly no matter their age. They beat their broomsticks and chanted in Russian, stirred bubbling pots and ate babies, and all the while their familiars of all strains – some half-men, some half-beasts, some animal, all demon cherti, beat drums with human bones, skin, and sinew.

Me and Mayari’s eighteenth birthday. Eighteen was the age when witches and wizards entered immortality. Before a witch or wizard turned eighteen, they were as vulnerable as any human. They may die of disease or a serious accident. But even if they become immortal, they will continue to age, until their body reaches its full maturity. And then the aging process will stop. Their body will forever remain in that state. Forever young, never aging. But that's not all, once a witch becomes eighteen, her magic will reach its full potential. And that's what scares me the most.

I remind him because I have a feeling he knew more than he was letting out. " Young Alpha need I remind you that I am from the council and I demand that you hand over the Witch, with no question ask!" He yelled. Before I could respond Alpha Farrell was on his feet " We all know the rule , wolves do not get involved into punishing a WITCH" he took a deep breath " Do you think I'll be sitting here if it wasn't for that law, we are going to do this right or else I'm going to think you had something to do with my daughter's death"

Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak. "Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."

They were trapped. "What do we do?" Mira asked, her voice shaking with fear. "Take down as many as you can and try to get the hell out of here!" Zayn yelled to his pack. The bloodcrest members charged at them, and the battle began. Bella was caught up in the chaos, struggling to defend herself against the onslaught of werewolves. She'd never been in a fight like this before, and she was terrified. Zayn did his best to protect her, fighting off anyone who came near her.

"She refused the trial of weight and was found guilty and burned at the stake." "We are in the Dark to one another's Purposes and Intendments... Even to Sagacious Inquisitor," I said as I fell against the wall, then slid down to sit on the floor, knees bent. I hung my head, then covered my face with my hands. "They're taking on the personality of the witches whose name they choose. They're being brainwashed, turned out, and then initiated into this... coven with their new covenant name," I said as Keegs shook his head in agreement, joining me on the floor. "What's that term you always use, Kelly... BOHICA?" Keegs shook his head again.

“If violence breaks out, we’re going to get our asses handed to us.” “Hey,” Henry said, grinning. “We’ve got two alphas and did you see Christopher’s guys? They each look like they eat bricks for breakfast.” “No, he’s right,” Elijah said, looking as worried as Joel felt. “Don’t forget what happened to our pack. The witches outnumber us. Their magic allows them to keep their distance, and they’re well aware of their advantage. Christopher should’ve taken everyone he had who could fight. He’s not taking this seriously, and it’s going to get us all killed.”

Putting him between us in the end seat. The last thing I want to do. *** My stomach was coiled so tight, I wondered if I’d be able to eat at all. “I had a nightmare…” “Did you?” He sent me a sideways glance. “Or were you having your Twinkets spy on me?” “I have no Twinkets.” It was only a partial lie. They’re not mine. I don’t know where they come from. “Do you know,” He scooped a bit of chopped vegetables and served them to Udora. “That the myth is that only a Mistress of Witches can control them.”

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana 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.

I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong. My body contorted, bones snapping, fur sprouting across my skin. I howled in pain as I shifted unwillingly, my body forced into its wolf form, and when I looked up, I saw her eyes, cold and unforgiving. “This is your punishment,” Elysia hissed. “You will never be human again.”I tried to fight it, but I was powerless. My body twisted, trapped in my wolf form, unable to shift back. I growled lowly, but she was gone before I could react. With a final look of contempt, she left, slamming the door behind her.I ran.