Witchy Username Novels & Stories

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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.*

But one particular post caught my eye and made my stomach twist. Someone going by the name Mhiz T was calling me a slut. Accusing me of seducing Jettison after getting rejected by Jason. Calling me a gold digger chasing the Alpha throne. Then went as far as saying I was a witch—claiming that my wolf was sick because I had witch blood in me. My blood turned to ice immediately. With shaky fingers, I tapped on the comments section—and hell, it was worse. “Witch-blooded slut.” “Guess that’s why she has no wolf. Probably cursed it.”

She was a bit of a dish, I must say, but too dishy to be my type. Skipper and his girlfriend, Arella created an account on my behalf. What so funny there was the not-so-original username they could ever come up with. BritBond69. Seriously, who does that? The number 69 made it sound dirtier and naughtier to my fine personality. Back to the fake blonde. I could see the evidence right before my very eyes—D cup to be precise. They jiggled when she giggled. It rhymed, huh? I didn’t know if she did it on purpose to get attention from her date, or they just jiggled.

I added. “How about your nickname for them?” he asked again while he eats banana cake. “Pix is short for Pixie. It has a meaning like how they created theirs. Chi is Michane's name when she was an anonymous writer on a social media platform back then. Actually, we have another friend. It's Anine. I call her Ally, chi calls her Dae short for sundae, and pix calls her Ez. Again, I forgot why,” I said giving him contentment.

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.

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

That was probably the most difficult thing I had to do. I wasn’t sure what to use for either. It took me nearly an hour to come up with something. In the end, I decided to use BrooklynB as my user name and WolfSkye as my password. Once I was in, I found many different chatrooms. There had to be well over a hundred, if not a couple hundred. There really was so much I didn’t know about the world I lived in. I just hoped that others that have been in a similar situation as me, knew about this site. Otherwise, it was going to be nearly impossible to find others to help.

It seemed too intimate. One lonely Friday night, she was about to log off when she noticed an unfamiliar nickname in the room, Guest492. He was new and didn’t have a clue about what was going on so she helped him. She taught him the essentials like word shortcuts and how to pick a nickname. The one he picked instantly intrigued her: SlowJam. To some it was no big deal, but she loved music and slow R&B always made her relax and feel sensual. Her own was a perfect fit: Nightfire. She was a night owl.

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.