Worst Witch Cast

Azareel di buat pusing dengan semua kenyataan yang ada, semakin banyak pertanyaan yang ada di dalam pikirannya tentang dunia itu, namun tidak ada satu orang pun yang bisa menjawabnya, hingga. Lembaran kosong yang dibalik Aza mulai memancarkan cahaya biru yang sedikit demi sedikit membuat sebuah garis di atas kertas kosong. Aza semakin tidak percaya namun dia ditampar dengan keadaan yang saat ini berlangsung. Dia semakin tidak percaya lagi kalau yang di lihatnya adalah peta di kota tempat dia tinggal sekarang, melihat tanda bergambar kubus dengan berbagai macam warna.

“Kau sudah mengetahui semuanya, bukan?” Laki-laki itu mendekati Karleen sambil mengawasinya dengan tajam. “A-aku.” Karleen tidak tahu harus bagaimana. Mengetahui rahasia besar yang selama ini sengaja ditutup-tutupi membuat dirinya ingin menyerah. “Ada dua pilihan yang akan kuberikan kepadamu, diam atau keluar? Harga dirimu sebagai prajurit dipertaruhkan di sini!” Karleen memajamkan matanya. Amarah dalam dirinya menggebu-gebu. Seketika ruangan temaram itu menjadi terang dan panas. Api berkobar cepat tetapi sumbernya tidak diketahui. Hal yang diingatnya setelah itu adalah suara orang yang sangat familier memanggil namanya. Sebelum dia merasakan sesak dan tidak sadarkan diri.

With his gaze fixed on her, Ryker Parted his lips, moving his hand down until it was on her shoulder covered robe. As he trailed down further with a feather like touch, a stream of tingles erupted on Tamara's skin. Her heart thumped at the feeling of her mate's touch, awakening the feelings that had since subsided. 'So smooth. ' Low, sexy voice enveloped her form as he pushed the edges of her robe off her shoulders. Her eyes followed the robe as it fell down and pooled by her feet. Anticipation, his beast panted and salivated as he admired the goddess before him. She enthralled him, man and beast were bound by the woman. 'Please. ' A spell binding whisper called on to him, her green eyes becoming slightly watery. She took his hands, guiding them up and down her stomach. ****** Tamara is an orphaned witch with multiple abilities in her sleeve. She lives in a pack of werewolves as the only witch, hated and looked down upon by many. However, everything changes when her mate turns out to be the Alpha of the pack, Alpha Ryker. Their relationship is fated and so is Tamara's ability to save the pack. Alpha Ryker and Tamara must team together to defeat the enemy, following a prophecy about the very witch the pack hates. Nothing is as easy as it seems, and secrets get revealed through out their journey as leaders of the pack.

When witch Brenna escapes the Englishman enslaving her and using her power for his own evil ends, the only place to run is to the dragon-shifters of the Highlands. The Scots are at war for their independence, and as the Bloodiest Eye, the notorious Seer who has caused the death of many, however reluctantly, she knows they’ll kill her if they believe she’s a threat. One shared glance with Cameron Balfour has her imagining a future entwined with his. She lets the laird believe the lie that taking her virtue will drain her powers, but as their one night becomes more, she knows she’s going to have to admit her deception. With Sir Walstone still searching for her, eager to have her gift of Sight under his control again, she might not survive long enough to tell him the truth or accept his mating mark.

STORY BLURB: “50 million dollars! Sold!” The auctioneer announced. Right there, I was sold out to my worst nightmare, Mafia Lord Vincenzo. The story is centered on Melissa, who lost her parents at a tender age, and was taken in by her aunt. She was maltreated by both her aunt, and her cousin. Melissa was then sold out to an auctioneer, and was bought by Mafia Lord Vincenzo, who was feared by all, and known to be ruthless, and cold. Could her innocence, and pure heart, ever thaw the cold, and feared Mafia Lord’s heart, or her smile would forever disappear, after being sold to him?

Alpha's mate was killed decades ago, blaming a witch. He hated all of them from then on, pinning his pack down with his grief and rage. But then, she came into town with her sons, seeking a fresh start. Everything changed in town, for she was not who she looked like to be. She is here now to make him and the pack stronger than ever. But will he allow it?

I was supposed to be his. Killian Storm, the most powerful Alpha in the kingdom. Ruthless. Untouchable. The mate I was destined for. But on the night of the Blood Moon, he rejected me. Humiliated and cast out, I ran. I swore I’d never look back. Then he hunted me down. Not because he wanted me. Because he needed me. For an arranged marriage to unite our packs. A loveless bond. A cold, calculated power play. But the second he put his ring on my finger, his touch became a brand. His gaze turned dangerous. And his rejection? A lie. Now, I’m trapped in a marriage with a man who swore he didn’t want me. And the worst part? I still want him, too. But Killian has secrets—dark ones. And the deeper I fall into his web, the more I realize…I’m not just his wife. I’m his greatest weakness. And in his world? Weakness gets you killed.

Evelyn Ithaca, a young single mother, who also happens to be a very powerful witch, relocates back to her hometown in the hope that things would become better for she and her son, Lucas. Well, not only is her ex her son's new school Principal but she happens to begin to develop feelings for Damon, a young dashingly handsome werewolf, who happens to be eight years younger than Evelyn. The love triangle between Evelyn, Damon and Declans happens to not be the only love story in this book as Lucas, Evelyn's son, falls in love with Tilda, a werewolf who turns out to be a lot more than what meets the eyes.

Sarah has always known she's different from other people. With heightened senses of hearing, smell, and sight, she's able to perceive the world around her in a way that nobody else can. She doesn't know who her parents are, as she was left at an orphanage as a baby and grew up in foster care. What she also doesn't know is that she's actually the Witch Supreme in the Otherworld, a fact that makes her the target of an evil witch named Sheila. When Sheila discovers that Sarah is living in the Firstworld, she sends her minions to capture her. Fortunately, Sarah is able to evade her pursuers with the help of a Jason, a werewolf alpha from the Otherworld who also happens to be her mate, who rescues her from certain capture. She has to go to the Otherworld where it is more safe for her. In the Otherworld, Sarah discovers that she has powerful magic at her disposal, including control over fire, water, and wind. She also has to defeat Sheila and stop her from taking over her powers. She needs to strike a balance between love and duty. With the fate of the Otherworld hanging in the balance, Sarah must call upon all of her magic and courage to face down her enemies and save herself and those she loves.

She once humiliated herself by falling for him. She was set up which led her to his bed and she ended up in a situation she couldn’t even explain. Now, she was pinned against the wall in his office, her hands held above her head. Her back arched slightly, even her body betrayed her, she could see the city view beside them like nothing unusual was happening. “Sir...” She gasped the moment she felt his hand slide beneath her skirt. She regretted wearing a skirt. It had already been pushed up, revealing far more than she was comfortable with. Even with his one hand holding hers, he still has his fingers teasing her slick entrance through soaked lace. She couldn't describe how embarrassed she felt in that particular moment. He smirked and leaned toward her ear “I should hate you,” he whispered “but ever since I saw you naked, I’ve been so obsessed. I want to screw you so hard you will forget everything in the world, but how deep I can bury myself inside you until you’re screaming for more.” She took a deep breath. “This is wrong, Mr…” She swallowed hard. "Please… I still want to live...ahh… boss…” Her protest broke into a soft moan as his fingers went deeper and slowed like he was enjoying every second of her losing control. “Damn…” she gritted her teeth, trying to keep her voice down, afraid someone might hear them through the door. “You’re still pretending?” he chuckled in amusement, he intentionally kept his movement slowly. “My king… please…” she finally said what he had been wanting to hear. She had always been too proud to accept it. They used to hate each other. But could hate really turn into something this intense… this uncontrollable?