X Witchmade Novels & Stories

I guess if you look like the moon goddess carved you from stone, you have nothing to be self-conscious about. Xander smiles at them. “Good afternoon, ladies. I’d like you to meet Maeve. As you heard, she’s my mate and a witch.” “Hello, Lady Maeve.” They all say at once. “Are you a good witch?” “Or a bad witch?” “Well, I try to be a good witch.” I look at Xander, then back at them. “What makes me a good witch?” They all look at each other. “Do you hurt people?”

She wanted to see the head of that wicked soul rolled off, that was her wish. In a few minutes, Aunty Sarah parked the car and alighted from the car, pulling the wolf form of Xavier along with her. "You all really have no idea what witches can do?! And I am going to show all werewolves that" Aunty Sarah gritted in anger, she could feel the memories of the day there were killed coming back to her. "And today, revenge shall the coven take" Aunty Sarah cast a spell, levitating the body of Xavier, she moved through the fighting with elegance and grace till she got to the room where Adriana was along with Alpha Collen.

"How can this be possible?" Sarah spoke up, "The witch's spell will make the poison more potent. It will stop his blood from fighting against it." Another Alpha asked, "Where will we find this witch? Witches are sacred, and we can't risk exposing ourselves. Alpha Marvin replied, "Don't worry, Xavier. Sarah has found us a witch who is willing to help." The room was filled with victorious laughter and cheers. Finally, they had found a way to defeat their enemy. Alpha Sophia spoke up, "But how will we get the poison into his system?

Queen Xylie appeared, her presence commanding and powerful. "That's enough!" she declared, her voice reverberating with authority. With a wave of her hand, she strengthened the barrier, pushing the rogue witches back. The leader of the witches, who I now realized was not just a witch but a she-wolf, hissed in frustration, her eyes narrowing. "This isn't over, Lorenzo. We will break through." "You can try," I said, stepping forward. "But you won't succeed." The she-wolf's eyes gleamed with hatred. "Attack!" she screamed, and the rogue witches surged forward.

By making her believe that Xander was the cause of the pack's potential downfall, the witch had effectively manipulated Elise into doubting Xander's love and loyalty. "You would do exactly what I hoped you would, Elise," the witch whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. "You will reject Xander, and he'll be mine." The witch's companion, the strong werewolf, stood beside her, his eyes fixed on her face. "It's going to work, isn't it?" he asked, his deep voice low and grave. The witch nodded, her smile growing wider. "Yes, it will. Elise is already filled with guilt. Soon, she'll reject him, and he'll be vulnerable to my magic."

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.

Kris's deep and petrifying lycan voice bellows. "HAULT! Who are ye!" I heard a strong voice yell. They didn't seem to have a gun on them, but what my senses were telling me, is that they were proficient in alchemy. "The D-Dark witch's wedding...." Kris stammered, with a gulp in his throat. "Dark witch?....There is no wedding.. with a dark witch....wolf! " The snobby alchemist hissed out. "I'm a lycan...and yes there is .." Kris said flatly.

Her slender fingers grasping it even more tightly, the Witch made a motion as if stabbing herself with the thin rod into the back of her shoulder. In obvious agony and shaking violently from the pain, Chiri fell to her knees shortly afterward. Preserving in carrying out the entirety of this brutal ritual, she pressed it into her skin until the wand crumbled way in her hands. Leaving a deep aggravated burn etched onto her left shoulder. The mark was one Allen had seen before; it was in the shape of an ‘X’. Arrows and circles surrounding the intersected lines, they resembled two crossed arrows.

' By saying this, Artemis closed the mindlink and looked at his mate before speaking. “Sorry. My guards sensed your presence." "Oh!!" "So, where were we? Yes, But I have heard that witches are born with power.” “Well, I’m that witch who doesn’t have their own power. I depend on external sources for my power. And my talismans…” She said, pointing toward her pendant. “...it stores my power.” She added. “See, like there are two types of wolves in werewolves community, pack wolf and rouge wolf.” Artemis nodded his head understanding this example.

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.