X Witchmade Novels & Stories

she squeaks at the end. A witch? Another fucking witch? “What's the witch’s name?” Rich snarls at her. When she doesn’t immediately answer, Xander extends his claws into her neck, making her yelp. “Maeve. Maeve Cross.” “Did you know?” Rich snarls at her. “Did you know that she could feel it when we were intimate?”

He dusted the bloody item on the dead female witch that suddenly appeared on the dried up leaves. Kade growled and his eyes glowed more darker, as our senses were at it's peak. We felt the presence next to us, I smiled. We lunged at the invisible presence, sending our sharp claws at it. Xavier had already shifted to his wolf already. We used our heightened senses in atleast guessing where an impending shadow of doom lurked in the broad daylight. I dunked my sharp canines into my next victim, plucking out the witch's head. They didn't even bother putting up a fight, to be honest they weren't much of a problem. Almost as if they were distractions-----

"It seems the witch who is doing this meditation has good talent. She can snatch mana flow from me easily, making me curious. Unfortunately I can't disturb this witch's meditation." Madea had no intention of interrupting the meditation of the witch who had usurped the mana flow she needed. Many senior witches would get angry and complain if something like this happened to them, but Madea didn't like unnecessary conflict. Madea was also curious about the witch who’s doing this so she didn't intend to get into trouble with her. She was going to let go of what this talented witch had done to her meditation session.

I was vulnerable, alone, and unaware of the dangers that lurked in the darkness, waiting to pounce. **** Third POV The atmosphere was electric with tension as the entire witch clan sensed the turmoil that had occurred. The mysterious explosion had sent shockwaves through the air, causing the very ground to tremble. It was a phenomenon that only a powerful witch could achieve. Whispers spread like wildfire as the witches gathered together, speculating about the identity of the mysterious person responsible for the disturbance. "Who could it be?" they whispered amongst themselves. "Someone with powers beyond our own?" The air was thick with curiosity and concern.

I know it had something to do with Cole. “That’s it,” I say. Jane and Austin stop and look at me. “I need you two to back off for a second I am going to try something.” I tell them. They continue walking after exchanging glances. I sit on the floor of the woods. I try to concentrate and clear my mind. I think of a light. Suddenly I feel a presence. I stand up to see a woman. “Witch working with wolves huh?” she asks. She tries to start her spell, but I am too fast. I look at her fire, I think. She starts to scream and hold her head. Austin and Jane run over. “Alpha is on his way,” Austin says.

Opening their eyes, their jaw fell as they saw Emily hurl out phoenix fire with her fist clenched, slowly pushing back Benjamin's magic. As Sasha saw Benjamin was about to get defeated, she summoned her magic too and sent it to Emily, who groaned as the magic became stronger for her to hold. Chris stood up and propelled lightning to push back the magic. All the witches and warlocks followed suit and added their magic to destroy their opponents.

Jackson and his friends waywardly went back inside the room and continued their ritual; it was only a matter of time before someone got a whiff of his this and went ahead and reported to the council. The witch council governed my old and arrogant wizards. It was almost midnight, and I needed to go home; I went back to the party in search of Christa, but she wasn't anywhere near the party grounds, and the more time I waited, the quicker everyone here got killed by the witch council ( the system).

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.

But before she could rise any higher or finish casting the spell, Maddox jumped at her feet, caught one of them, and yanked her down to the ground like a doll. The other witch chanted something, but he couldn’t focus on what. It was clear from the very beginning that the warted witch was their leader. If he could kill her, doubt would hit the other one. She might run away. If not, then he would kill her. The warted witch and Maddox rolled around the ground. She tried to chant, but he kept her too busy. The other witch chanted some more, triggering dirt and rocks to slam into him from behind. His blood bubbled under his fur, telling him she was messing with his body and doing some magic to bo

Outside, I hear the first howls of combat. "The wolfsbane was just the beginning," Eden continues. "Right now, a specialized witch coven is severing every mate bond in your territory. Imagine it – hundreds of wolves, suddenly cut off from their deepest connections. The panic. The rage. The primal fear." As if to emphasize her words, I hear crashes and screams erupting from other hospital rooms. Other mated pairs, I realize, experiencing the same horrifying severance. Eden’s maniacal laugh echoes through the phone. “Xavier put too much faith in his little pet, Hester. But Xander knew we’d need far more power than that pathetic excuse for a witch could provide.