X Witchmade Novels & Stories

I felt like wiping that smug look off her face with a resounding slap. Alpha Xavier strode over to where I was and crouched down to my level, then whispered into my ears. “Since you've grown wings, I have diverse ways of plucking them off one by one,” He stood up and faced the witch. “Strip,” He ordered, and the foolish she-wolf smiled dreamily and started taking off her clothes. It seemed she was also aware of his rule because she had no underwear on. Instantly, she was stack naked in front of me, and I looked away. “Whatever happens, I want your eyes on us and us alone. If you by any chance dare to look away, I'll make sure you won't be able to use those pathetic eyes of yours to see again

Both girls had been quiet since entering the room, neither saying anything. “If another witch put a spell on this house, then yes, it should stop any spell that Xavier has used. If it is the same witch with whom Alpha Michael has had dealings, then she is a very powerful unaffiliated witch. She has not been part of a coven for 30 years or more.” Elder Rosemarie walked over and sat back down next to Maria and Jennifer. I am sure that she could sense that the girls were quite nervous about what was going on.

Everyone in the room laughed as Elliot stated, “We will meet again tomorrow evening. Let’s be thinking of what we can do to keep Dahlia from taking her and how to rescue her siblings. After everyone left, we set my mom up in one of the spare bedrooms, and we went to bed. I got under the covers, and Elliot asked, “What are you thinking, beautiful mate?” I smiled. No matter how bad I perceive things to be, he’s always right there to pick me up. I sigh, “Just thinking about this whole ordeal. I was just realizing that Dahlia didn’t even seem to notice that I don’t have my magic anymore.” Elliot offered, “Maybe she didn’t get close enough to feel it?” I shook my head, “No, a witch’s magic is lik

"Yes." "She is not fighting. She is directing." "Yes." "She is the reason the wolves won." I stared at the mural and my hands were shaking. "She is the reason the witches lost." "The witches?" "She betrayed them. She turned on them. She led the wolves to their hiding places and watched them burn." Kade's face was pale. "Who is she?" "I do not know." "She looks like Cressida." "She is not Cressida." "Then who is she?"

That's right. I bought this top-tier, brawny werewolf to scrub my cauldron and do my chores. The inspiration came from a fellow witch I met at the wizarding market. She was bragging about her new half-orc slave, claiming he could lick the floors so clean you could see your reflection in them and even served as her personal foot warmer in the winter. While the other witches burst out laughing and treated it as a joke, I was the only one who zeroed in on two key words: labor and warmth.

I wanted to bury my cock so deep inside her that she felt me for weeks. Mine, I think, dark and possessive. That was yesterday. Today, she’s here trying to flirt with everyone but me. Her fingers are in Mason’s hair. Mason. My beta. The idiot who decided silver was a good look for a beta wolf. “Tss. Stop it. I told you, chicks dig this hair type.” Mason chuckles, tilting his head into her touch like a puppy begging for scratches. “It’s giving… futuristic fuckboy. Very on-brand for you.”

He didn't realize she had a wolf when they met the night before. “She's a half-breed," Xerxes, Zeek's wolf stated. That explained a lot, of why she smelt different now. Her wolf had awakened since it was her 18th birthday. “Mate, are you ok?" Meadow asked Zeek. “Oh yes, I'm sorry for spacing out like that," Zeek apologized. “Your voice is beautiful by the way."

Hecate waved her hand through the mirror, dissipating it into a fog. "You mean Karmina. From my understanding, she has started making some movement about four years ago." Willow mentioned as she recalled the information Miss J shared with her. Karmina had been recruiting Rogues from different Supernatual groups, Witches especially. She had made a scene in the Werewolf community, but as to why, Miss J hadn't told her. Hecate nodded along as if reading her thoughts.

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.