Witchy Username Novels & Stories

She kept waiting in the dark but there was no sign of him She thought he might have already arrived and was waiting for her, but it seemed the latter. "Lord, please where is he!?" She said as she looked around, she was beginning to go into panic mode little by little. She knew if she was not careful she would be caught and that would yield great consequences. She was a witch, and it was so hard to be one. There were set rules and guidelines which every witch in the coven was meant to follow, anyone who disobeyed or did not abide by them would be punished or banished from the coven One of the most sacred rules for a witch was *Never fall in love with a werewolf.*

Then again. “Rose and Nate,” Corinne whispered and she immediately looked at me. “Their names…” “July twenty-seventh,” I growled. “That’s the twins’ birthday.” The sheer audacity of it had me slamming my fist on the table as I felt the familiar, hot prickle of rage crawl through me. “How dare she…” “It’s worse than that,” Maya said, her eyes fixed on the screen. “That username isn’t just random, it’s also an access key.”

He started to solve some mathematical problems for the next day, when on his laptop he saw an ad titled Fraternity. She opened it and it said that this application was private only for the use of Fraternity members, to use it they must create an alias, she will be known and called that alias on the private page, her real name will not be revealed to anyone and her alias only she must know. no one else, she thought and thought which alias to use until she came up with one. "I'll call myself 'Angel of Desire'." She put that alias on line and it was registered from that moment on she would be called 'Angel of Desire' to everyone.

She can go for a week without blood but she doesn't know that. 4. Witches have no mate they choose who to love. Only werewolves and vampires have mates. 5.Recipe for your own Jake Take a bowl and fill it with 3/4 of cockiness, 2/3 of humour, a lot of sarcasm,1/2 of narcissism, 3/4 of sexiness, ten gallons of handsomeness, 4/4 of sexiness and stir. Add 3/4 of awesome fashion sense, 4/4 of social awesomeness and finally the last ingredient wads of money and lots of cars.

How trashy, but fitting for a girl like her. 'Why can't you see the type of person she is.' Her pictures say it all. A wh*re, that only knows how to party. I bet she secretly has sugar daddies, or what if you were her sugar parent without knowing it? 'I can't let this happen to you.' She's not even friends with you on F******k. 'Don't you find that strange?' 'She has an I*******m?' With her real name, Olivia Wright. More like Olivia 'Slight', she's living a double life.

And it was followed by a white heart emoji. “Hmm… why create a new one? You forgot your account’s password?” “Yeah. What’s your username? I’ll follow you immediately once I’ve created one.” “You should sign up now. My username is jupiter underscore seventeen.” I glanced at him shortly before I burst out laughing once again. “God, Jupiter! Your millenial is showing.” I said, laughing out loud beside him. “Why don’t you change it to something cooler?” His brows arched at me, irritated. “You comment on everything I do. I don’t see anything funny with my music taste and my username so deal with it, babe.”

“You’ve been thinking for an hour.” “Your voice isn’t helping.” “My voice is fantastic.” I threw a marker at him again for the up tenth time. He dodged it making my efforts effortless. “Lisa,” he said, more seriously now, “you need a name that feels like you. Something Catchy Something bold. Something no one can copy.” I sighed and rubbed my forehead. “What about *Silver Siren*?” I muttered. He wrinkled his nose. “That sounds like a shampoo brand.” “Ugh, true.”

Crystal growls but I continue. “What's her name anyways?" I've been dying to know. Usually, a wolf's name is based off of the person's character and also the wolf's personality. Astro means Star. I wonder how that murderous bastard came about with that. Judging by Crystal’s personality, her wolf should probably be ‘Daisy’ or ‘ Rose's or ‘ Candy’? I don't know, something sweet and a bit fragile but that wolf's scent doesn't always depict that. She's a strong one and could easily be a menace if Crystal will let her.

“He has above-average intelligence and should be paired with an intellect to match.” I groan at what is clearly an amateur attempt at ad copy. Marilyn sighs. “I told you it was still pre-beta.” “Give me that.” I click on the edit button at the top of the screen. I say the words out loud as I type. “Twenty-One yearns for a strong woman in his life to tantalize his mind.” “That’s good,” Val says. “But I hate the number for a name.” “Got a better idea?” Marilyn asks. “If we gave them aliases, then you might be thinking of a Lance as a Harold. Whole different connotation there.”

And I sure as shit don’t want to listen to it. “You can call me Whiskey” I said cautiously. “Whiskey?” he asked. His surprise is warranted. It’s a dumb nickname, but it’s better than the actual scientific name the hunters gave me. Viski Gol’f Dva (WG-02). Otherwise known as, Wolf-Girl Zero-Two. Pretty fucking dumb, and yet perfectly typical of the hunters to be so uncaring as to not even give their creation a name. “Whiskey” I confirmed with a nod of my head. He shrugged and stood up, brushing the dirt from his jeans.