Witchy Diary Novels & Stories

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER JEFF POV These past eight months have been grueling and the most challenging I’ve ever had to deal with. No vampire attacks had happened but for some reason wolves kept coming up missing. Not just from our pack either. It was happening to packs across the country. Rumors of some turning up weeks later, only to attack their own pack as a rabid. My Beta was searching high and low for a witch that would help us. The issue was no witch wanted to help. They all refused either out of fear of the Vampire King or the fear of using black magic and losing their powers all together. I sat at my desk as I contemplated what to do next. Suddenly my wolf Alec perked up and started runnin

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.”

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

“She wasn’t, like, interested-interested. She just wanted to know how you showed up at school and how we became friends so quickly.” I nodded, but a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. “If she wasn’t interested, she wouldn’t be asking about me, man. I don’t care what you say. She’s curious, and that’s a start.” Jackson rolled his eyes and let out a laugh. “Don’t get your hopes up too high, Austin. I’m telling you, she’s just nosy. And stay away from her best friend while you’re at it, she’s toxic.”

Dear diary “Things are finally starting to get real. I knew there was something up with Professor Fox, and I know my instincts don’t lie because I’m a half-witch. Professor Fox is being extra nice to me and he says he likes me. I wonder what that’s about but we’ll see. Anyway, I think I like someone else. I can only hope he likes me too” I sighed as I closed the diary. This is interesting. Professors don’t have anything to do with students, my ass.

"Find your way back to me." Slowly, I detached myself from her and focused on Zelta. "What do I need to do?" She opened her box, and fumbled through the stack with shaky hands. After a while of lifting and shifting the contents in the box, she retrieved an small old leather paper back. It had brown pages filled with images and letterings that could be anything but English. Typical of a witch's diary. She stopped at a page that had an illustration of what seemed to me like a man sitting in the head of another man. Ancient letterings were inked above and below the image.

"It is Stacie's diary. Every evil thing that you ever did to her is written inside it. She always said you were a monster, and I never believed it until I saw this. You are horrible, April.” "Since you said you wanted to know what happened. That right there is exactly what happened, April." Confusion filled my mind as I picked up the black diary. Stacie, diary? Together with Paige, they had always acted like princesses, and I didn’t take her as someone who would keep a diary. I flipped through the pages and was even more confused. It was so vividly written. Did I actually do all these things to her? No, I couldn't have. I couldn't remember.

“You can read my diary for now.” The boy opened the diary, looked at it and became sad like a cat that is outside and the rain started. “There isn’t anything written in it. I hope you didn't fool me.” The girl got scared. She left the hawk alone and ran quickly to the boy who looked at her in a way too serious to be a joke. She took the magic dairy in her hand, looked in it, and took a deep breath. “Can’t you see what it’s written?” “I can’t see anything. What should I see?”

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