Witchy Altar Novels & Stories

How does it feel to leave your past behind, and struggle to stand at the top only for it to catch up with you again? How do you feel when a man who divorced you painfully years ago, suddenly becomes your first VIP outpatient? Cruel right? Yeah well, that is Stacy Hall's situation now. She is stuck with her past **** Despite being aware that he was out of her league, Stacy had been in love with her elder brother's friend, Carlton, for a long time. She was determined to make him hers at all costs, without the knowledge of anyone around her. Unfortunately, Carlton's announcement of his marriage to another lady shattered her heart mercilessly. One thing led to another, and she was the one standing on the altar to say the vows as his wife without the knowledge of her family. It was to save him, and to save her desire too. However, he could never look at her with affection. Could not love her no matter how hard she tried, and could not fully accept her as his wife. And they ended up divorcing bitterly despite Stacy's pleas because he wanted it. His ex-girlfriend was back! Picking her life from scratch after a stormy divorce, a miserable lady who became a Certified Physiotherapist is finally healing from disownment from everyone. Stacy Hall had now become the most sought-after. ********** "My heart is broken, Stacy. I have not been able to breathe since you left," He begged with tears. "Mr. Howard. My job is to fix broken bones, not hearts," Stacy replied to him curtly.

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game.” I close my eyes; I am enjoying the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I open my eyes; I am scared out of my mind by someone standing over me. "Where did you come from?! You should not creep up on people!" "I can ask you the same thing, what the hell are you doing out here?" His eyes run over my body, and I can see amusement build in his smile. "I never thought I would see the day that I find a clearly lost woman in a wedding dress in the back seat of a car singing to Britney Spears." Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart?

Every woman who marries into the Ardhana family dies on her wedding night. Alika, a quiet orphan with no memory of her past, is suddenly chosen to marry Damar Ardhana—the cold heir of a powerful bloodline surrounded by rumors, fear, and unanswered deaths. The town calls it a curse. Seven brides. Seven deaths. Always on the first night. No one survives the Ardhana wedding. Alika never believed in curses… until she wakes up inside an ancient mansion hidden in mist, standing at the altar beside a man who refuses to look at her as if she truly exists. That night, the house begins to whisper her name. Mirrors show a bride who is not her. And fragments of memories begin to surface—memories that should not belong to her. But the mansion hides more than a curse. Lazriel appears—a mysterious man who knows too much about the Ardhana bloodline and the buried Blackwell curse beneath it. He feels like a stranger, yet something inside Alika reacts as if he has always been part of her fate. And then there is Ethan. The man who protects her when the mansion turns hostile. The man who looks at her like he has lost her once before… and refuses to lose her again. Alika is trapped between three truths: a cursed husband, a man who knows her forgotten past, and a man who feels like a memory she was never meant to forget. But the deeper she searches, the more she realizes the truth—the mansion is not just cursed. It is a system. A cycle of death, memory, and reset. And Alika is not just another bride. She is the key. Because the Blackwell curse does not kill randomly. It resets everything. And this time… something inside the system is starting to remember her.

On the night of the Blood Moon ceremony, Alpha Caden stood at the altar and rejected the woman who had loved him for six years. He spoke the words calmly, like he had practiced them, and Aria fell to the ground in front of three hundred wolves who did not move to help her. She got up on her own, walked out of that circle with her chin raised and her legs shaking, and told herself she was going to survive it the same way she had survived everything else in her life. She was cast out before dawn with one bag and her dead mother's photograph, and she collapsed alone in the Darkwood in the rain, broken and bonded to nothing. She was supposed to disappear quietly. What nobody knew, not even Aria herself, was that the rejection had not broken her. It had unlocked something in her blood that had been hidden and waiting for three generations, something so powerful that the most feared Alpha on the continent took one look at her and said she smelled like the Moon Goddess. His name is Zane, and he is nothing like any man she has ever met before. He is hard and scarred and completely honest, and he offers her protection without any softness attached to it, and somehow that feels safer than anything Caden ever gave her. Now Aria is training and growing stronger every single day, and the wolf world is beginning to realize that the woman they cast out was not ordinary at all. Caden is realizing it too. And he ask for forgiveness. But Aria is not the girl who fell in that circle anymore, and by the time everyone understands exactly who she has become, it will already be too late.

"I am just a big, fat human to you, right?" I spent four years hidden in the shadows, pouring my soul into making my wolf fiancé the most powerful pack leader in the Silverhowl Bard Guild. I sacrificed my own voice, my own dreams, and my own pack standing for him. But on the eve of our wedding at the Moon Goddess Bond Hall, I caught him locked in the arms of my closest friend—the very wolf I helped turn into a superstar. They thought my human heart would break. They thought a plus-size human girl with no wolf abilities would just whimpering away into the dark. They were wrong. Betrayed, humiliated, and left standing alone at the altar, I refuse to let them see me cry. Instead, I walk straight up to the most dangerous, terrifying, and untouchable creature in the entire territory: Lucan Ashcroft, the supreme Alpha Lord of the Moonsong Dominion. He needs a wife in twenty minutes to secure his royal pack lands. I need a weapon to crush the wolves who tore my world apart. I look him dead in the golden eyes and make a deal with the devil. Our marriage is supposed to be a secret, temporary arrangement built on raw vengeance and pack law, not love. But as the fake bond begins to pull us closer under the same roof at the Ashcroft Silverclaw Citadel, the fierce Alpha King makes it clear that he isn't letting his human bride go. Rowan and Meredith wanted to see me fall, but they are about to watch me rule by the side of the ultimate Alpha. Will a human girl survive the dangerous games of the royal wolf bloodline, or will she teach the entire pack how a true queen rules?

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game.” I close my eyes; I am enjoying the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I open my eyes; I am scared out of my mind by someone standing over me. "Where did you come from?! You should not creep up on people!" "I can ask you the same thing, what the hell are you doing out here?" His eyes run over my body, and I can see amusement build in his smile. "I never thought I would see the day that I find a clearly lost woman in a wedding dress in the back seat of a car singing to Britney Spears." Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart?

“God, Moving between your thighs feel so good baby,” Rowan moaned as he thrust his hips just hard enough to make the tip of his length nudge against me without penetrating. This was wrong. So fucking wrong! Weren't we supposed to be enemies for God’s sake?! Rowan was my bully, but also my sister's husband. He was fresh from the altar with his new wedding ring barely warm on his finger. But the way he was moving his tongue and body over mine, was absolutely sinful. I had vowed to hate him for the rest of my life, but he had vowed to claim me as his pet, and at this rate, I didn’t know who would win. … Larry thought watching his girlfriend cheat on him with his worst enemy, Rowan, was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. But he was wrong. Because on the morning of his sister’s wedding… he is horrified to find himself in bed with his sister's groom… Rowan. Yeah—that same handsome, smug, and devastatingly handsome Rowan who ruined his life was the same guy about to marry his sister. And things only get worse because Rowan now declares that Larry now belongs to only him! To make matters worse, Rowan isn’t the normal human everyone thought he was. He’s a powerful, dark, twisted, and dangerous supernatural being who is way more obsessed with Larry than he should ever be. And just when Larry thinks things can’t get more messed up… He finds out that everything he thought he knew was a lie, and it might already be too late to escape the psychotic beast that is Rowan.

I had just walked out of the Pack Healer's cabin, clutching the crumpled paper of my official pregnancy report, when I refreshed my social media feed. An anonymous post on the local pack forum caught my eye. "I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers flew across the screen as I replied. "Aren't you afraid of the Moon Goddess's wrath for defying Her will like this?" The moment I hit send, my mate Kael, the Alpha of the Starlight Pack, walked up to me. He was holding a forged diagnosis report from the Healer, his face a mask of pained hesitation. "Seraphina," he said, his voice trembling. " The Healer says our pup's soul is fragmented. It has been judged as a stillborn. For your safety, we have to terminate the pregnancy immediately." He took a breath, looking deep into my eyes. "I have already made the arrangements. Tomorrow, before the Moon Goddess's altar, I will supervise the surgery personally to ensure your absolute safety."

Five years ago, Seraphina Blackwood ran from her marriage and destiny as Luna to the most powerful Lycan King alive, choosing to be free over an arranged marriage. But when she saves a wounded Alpha from a rogue attack, his gratitude came in the form of a prison. Marcus Sullivan marries her out of duty, believing she's nothing more than a poor orphan—never knowing she's the daughter of the most feared Yakuza-werewolf family in the supernatural underworld. For five years, Seraphina mistakes his cold obligation for love, playing the perfect wife while her true mate's bond is left unanswered. But when Marcus's first love returns, a rare Omega who promises him the strong heir he believes Seraphina, as a "human," cannot provide, his betrayal shatters every illusion that Seraphine has portrayed about their relationship. Abandoned, humiliated, and left to face dangerous enemies alone, Seraphina finally calls upon the man she left at the altar five years ago. Kieran Nightshade, the Lycan King whose heart she broke, answers without hesitation. But reclaiming her birthright means exposing secrets that could destroy the supernatural world's balance of power. As Marcus realizes too late what he's lost, and enemies comes from every angle seeking to use Seraphina's true identity against her family's empire, she must choose between remaining anonymous and the dangerous power that comes with being Luna Queen to the most feared Alpha alive. Some regrets can never be undone. And some women are too powerful to be cast aside twice.

My wolf went insane after I watched my parents take their own lives right before my eyes. My childhood protector, Alexander, had to hold me every night. The only thing that can soothe my wolf is Alexander's Alpha scent. Later, Sophie, the Beta he cherished, took her own life, leaping from a bridge into the sea. Everyone thought I had pushed Sophie into the sea, so that I could have Alexander all to myself. The warmth Alexander once had for me was gone, replaced by an endless, desolate disappointment. He kept whispering, "Why... did it have to be this way?" But when a vampire’s lethal curse came for me, he still drained his Alpha strength to take the fatal blow. As he lay dying, he used his last ounce of strength to wipe a tear from my cheek. "It was my fault… I spoiled you, Elena. I never should have… brought you into my pack." Alexander's parents, the former Alpha and Luna, called me a cursed Omega. They said I was a calamity, that I was the one who destroyed their proud, noble Alpha son. Consumed by regret, I went to the altar of the Moon Goddess and offered my soul. I begged for a second chance, even if it cost me my soul's eternal peace. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Alexander discovered my sick obsession with him—my desperate need to claim him as my mate. This time, I would crush every delusional fantasy. My only wish was for him to find his true mate and live a long, powerful, peaceful life. As for me… my life was a price I was willing to pay.