Witchy Last Names Novels & Stories

The likeness between this old lady and my mate was uncanny. "I will take her to you. But please understand that she has not spoken much of her past." I warned her. "Ethel, my name is Ethel Swinsore, the last surviving witch of Brookhaven." she held her hand to me and hesitated before taking it. Witch. But Victoria was not a witch; she was a wolf. My luna. "She is a wolf witch; she has special hidden powers. When she was a newborn baby, a rare spell was placed upon her to seal her true identity.

I said. The drenched werewolf looked at me as if she was noticing me for the first time. “Who’s the bitch?” she asked casually and jerked a thumb at me. “She is here to call dibs on the Alphas,” Vane mocked. “And her name is Witch and she is a witch.” “Wait, didn’t you wipe out all the witches in Silver Crest when you were an Alpha?” the drenched girl asked Vane. Then it all began to click into place.

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.”

“Alpha Arden is Cyra’s father. Alpha Stellan is her intended and Alpha Christer is his brother.” “Cyra’s last name?” he asks, and I hear him typing. “Teymoori.” The keys stop. “Is this what Wendy has been doing in her room at all hours of the day and night?” “Probably. I asked for her help, and she’s run with it. You need to encourage her to apply to the Academy, Connor. She’d fit in well here.” “She already has,” he says distractedly. “She has? When? She didn’t tell me that.”

I gave her a dress that’s a little too big for my mate but it served to hide everything. "Will you tell me what your name is?" I sat in front of her on the bed. “I'm Olivia Chiara Ortega. My mother said that our last name is fine because it talks about wolves and the blood of the vam...” She covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide, her face turned pale and she looked at me as if looking for some sign of want to torture her for being a hybrid. “I'm Wyatt Sancho Cordova, the Alpha.” I stretched out my hand and she looked at it with contempt and hit me to remove it.

Cillian introduces me with pride. “The Alpha King’s daughter. Finally.” Judging by the way she is staring at my belly area, I’m guessing this is the wolf-witch that Cillian mind-linked for the protection spell. I smile at her when our eyes meet, nodding my head when I sensed that she wants to know if I’m truly pregnant. “Kayleigh, this is the infamous sisterhood of wolf-witches. Meet Nancy, Shelby, Sandra, Sharry, Kathleen, Trisha, Cerys, Kim, and Trixie.” Cillian points to the group of ladies.

Ilyra explained, her voice gentle but firm as she held the old woman’s hand. "The Nexus? You're both fools if you think you can just walk into the center of the marsh and take what you want, because the path is guarded by the Drowned Witches now," Hestia said, and she looked up at me with a grim, knowing smile that chilled me to the marrow. "They are the spirits of the women your pack threw into the black pools during the raids, and they’ve spent the last twenty years waiting for a Rauvenhollow wolf to come back so they can pull him down into the silt and keep him there forever."

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

“A witch line is passed down through the eldest female? Correct?” “Yeah. It’s why I have the last name Cyprus and Rebecca doesn’t. Hannah never had the last name Cyprus either. She took after my Grandfather, Gregory Tank. She changed her last name when she moved in with Dad.” Mr. Penn cocked his head to the side. “I remember Linny doing spells, or always having a potion on hand.” He looked down and smiled to himself. “She always smelled like herbs. Like mint and rosemary.” “That’s what I remember as well.”

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar