Witchs Love Novels & Stories

Love did not see it. Not clearly. It softened it. “They are afraid,” he said. “Then teach them not to be.” “They want control.” “You cannot rule by appeasing fear.” He reached for her. And the magic between them surged again. Bright. Blinding. Behind them— The decision formed. “If love binds him—” “Then let love destroy him.” The witch did not hear it. She only saw the wolf. Only felt the bond. Only believed that alignment was stronger than politics. When the curse was cast, it was not thunderous.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

Even if he looks at the door. He was chanting some spells and blue and green lights were formed in between his palms. And soon the room was filled with smoke. Because of the smoke I couldn't see anything clearly. Once the smoke subsided, I again looked in the room. But there was no one. Wait they were here just a few seconds before. Though at that time I couldn't see them clearly but at least I could see them blurry. But where are they now?

There seemed to be sparks of excitement in the girl's eyes. Ethelbert was at a loss as to how to act. He was a bit surprised and somewhat confused when Coronis grabbed his sleeve. Coronis suddenly narrowed the distance between the two. It makes Ethelbert be awakened once again to the memory of her special scent on her body - the smell of herbs like that of a deep forest in a fairyland, where everything is transparent, pure and pure; where spirits sing day and night. "Not to the point of being so pompous." Ethelbert looked away in confusion, avoiding her gaze.

On a serious note, I see you enjoying your stay and study here, you are in for loads of positive memories. I hadn't had the best of my childhood largely because of my sickness. My magic was too ‘powerful for my body' and had made me so sick and until, a year ago, Mum hadn't known there was a cure. Apparently, there was no normal cure for it and I could only be healed with magic. My mother, according to all she told me, was the strongest witch the world has seen in ages. She had told me many times that witches weren't as strong as they had been in the past. In the past, witches were capable of doing incredible things and were greatly feared by the werewolves and even the vampires. But as civi

She will drive me up the wall. She kept putting more and more makeup on her face. I guess she's hiding all her fakeness underneath those layers. So much for a man who by the sound of it is not interested in her. Her vanity is blinding her to the truth in front of her. I've never been in love, I don't know what it feels like but iI wouldn't force myself on anyone. I shook my head and just let her be, she's none of my concern anyway. .....................................................................

Channelling spells weren't easy to come by, in fact my mother used to tell me that no living witch in other parts of the world could perform that. My mother had taught me time and time again that witchcraft mostly revolved around four elements. Water, fire, air and soil. Looking at the image, the candle represented fire, the tin of water was pretty direct. The pots of plant represented soil, from which they grew with the bird clearly standing in for air. What I didn't understand was the ring of fire, what did it represent? A slight headache was beginning to form, my mind overworking to try and break the hidden meaning. Where was the written spell to go along with the depiction?

My name is Stella Basile im twenty one. I once lived a normal life. A normal life for a witch that is. My family were part of a large coven in Maine. I loved it there, we all did. When I was sixteen, everything changed. My family calls it the event. I know cheesy right? It was definitley a life-changing event. One that dispersed everyone and our coven was no more. I mostly do not remember what happened and no one will talk about it.

"I can't stop it." "Close it off." She took deep breaths, and thought about the love she had for Caleb, how it felt being in his arms. The pain lessened as she thought of other things that made her happy. Getting to her feet, she looked through the telescope, and saw the pack advancing toward the witches and warlocks. "They're not going to win." "We're going to fight. The witches and warlocks that are here, they're the ones that want your magic. My father reached out. These only work with dark magic, not pure and good." Caleb rubbed her waist, and she moved away so that he could look.

There was only one thing he loved so much that I could take away from him which would break him. That was my Alexa Halton. As a witch, I could test love and the love Elliot had for her was at the highest point. When I tried to test the love Alexa had for him, my witch test kit always broke in pieces. I didn't know what that meant but I hoped it wasn't love. "You have been reciting the incantation for a very long time... mermaid." The mermaid gave me an evil stare. If stares could kill, I'd be dead. She focused back on her work, ignoring me. "Didn't you hear me?!"