Witchy Hippie Novels & Stories

It is true she would be the envy of many if she lost a few kilos, but I am not interested in such nonsense. My witch is designed for pleasure. Her hips and breasts, her mouth even her back... Zeus! All of her is an invitation to sin. She is lying on her abdomen, moving her feet to the rhythm of the music she's playing on her cell phone. She has it in her hands and a pair of headphones plugged into her dainty ears. —Our love is six feet under, I can't help but wonder if our grave was watered by the rain...

She could never catch even if she tried, there are few people that can keep up with me. My father can because he's an almighty Alpha, my mother wouldn't even try, she'll just magic herself in front of me or she'll just magic me back. Boy, do I sometimes wish I could do that. I don't even go to school, I am homeschooled though, homeschooling is something that I never really complained about since it's actually fun and I get to do a lot of training. My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf.

moaned the nymph with a mischievous smile. "Touch me." commanded the nymph. The witch completely removed her violet and gold dress leaving her in her bonnet and stockings. She laid her back on the stone and the nymph crawled over her in dog position. Ruby pushed her hand up the nymph's cunt and started fingering her tight entrance. She added another finger and another, pumping her digits faster inside the nymph who threw her head back and howled a pleasured moan before leaning back down and kissing the witch's neck. Ruby moved her fingers inside in a disorganized up and down pattern like tiny rampaging snakes inside the nymph. The witch licked her free finger and proceeded to push it inside

Naomi said as she opened up the door to the hotel room. "I am sorry I hid it from you" Naomi said walking towards him. "it's fine" Spark replied as Naomi sat beside him. "What's a werewitch?" Spark asked "An hybrid. Combination of wolf and witch" she replied "Wow, that means you can kick my ass then witch" Spark chuckled. "How is Zeus?" Spark asked remembering the events of the morning. "He should be fine" "What do you mean?" "Well g****e the most trending video on YouTube now. You will be shocked" Seun replied with a smile

I mean, even if I were, I would probably reject him, or he would reject me. Witches and Wolves do not mix; we are convenient allies when we both share a common goal. We are not friends, and we certainly are not lovers. I am from a long line of witches here in Chelan; my family is what you call witch royalty. The family line dates to the 18th century. Xavier is next in line to be Alpha of the Tukwila Pack. The strongest pack in the state of Washington. He will need a strong queen to serve at his side, but I do not plan to be me.

Oh goddess, I needed release. “Say it,” he demanded, his face retreating from between my legs. “I am an Earth Witch,” I cried out, delirious for his touch. “Yes…yessss…so good,” he urged. My hips bucked wildly beneath him as I felt him move again to position himself with his hard dick at my entrance. But his hands stayed firm on my hips, not letting me move. “Good girl…. so good. Keep going and you’ll get this dick you’re chasing,” he crooned.

she announced, pointing at me and heading for her own apartment across the hall, but before she closed the door behind her I heard her whisper, "Good luck. Miguel entered my apartment and threw his suitcase on the sofa and soon after started to take off his jacket and tie, he hated this kind of clothing, and according to him this was the only part of his job that he would change if he could. But who could blame him? Especially given his mother, Aunt Cassy is the greatest example of a hippie there is, with her long skirts, natural hair and many colorful necklaces. I laughed, remembering her, and this calmed me down a little, until the brunette in front of me looked at me curiously.

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.”

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.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”