Zodiac Witches Novels & Stories

Putting him between us in the end seat. The last thing I want to do. *** My stomach was coiled so tight, I wondered if I’d be able to eat at all. “I had a nightmare…” “Did you?” He sent me a sideways glance. “Or were you having your Twinkets spy on me?” “I have no Twinkets.” It was only a partial lie. They’re not mine. I don’t know where they come from. “Do you know,” He scooped a bit of chopped vegetables and served them to Udora. “That the myth is that only a Mistress of Witches can control them.”

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.

voice I didn’t recognize spoke up. His voice demanding respect without yelling. “Listen up little girl. You don’t make demands here. Now, I’ll ask one more time. Who are you and why are you here?” “FUCK YOU” spat Kiara with an intense growl. “ I don’t know why you entertain these trespassers Kirian. This one clearly is a bloodsucker. She’s already threatened to drain us dry. We need to dispose of her and her wolf friends.” Said a second man’s voice full of disdain. “ First off nobody will do anything unless I say” this time a voice of a woman chimed in. Hmm, that must be the one in charge. “Has anyone tried talking to her male companions?” asked the same voice “ someone fucked up on the dos

Victoria looked grey, like she was going to be sick. "What's wrong?" "I was wrong. They aren't after the twins. They took Ellen." "What do you mean? Who are they? "The Gideon Witches." "The what?" "The Gideon Witches are dark witches. They use death and sacrifices to become more powerful. They're taken, Ellen. I tried to track her, but I was not strong enough. Only you can find her. You have the strongest link to her." "Tell me what to do." Victoria started chanting in some creepy language. Before she could finish, Maddox, Damon, and Lucy burst through the door.

The witches glance up to see them, Azalea screaming and running to Alaric, throwing herself at him in a tangle of limbs as his arms wrap around her. “Have fun tormenting the other wolves?” He looks at her, smiling. Azalea rolls her eyes and pouts. “No. I haven’t gotten a single spell right this week.” She hugs Alaric tighter as Zander saunters into the room. “Right,” he claps his hands together, “you two have a lot to get sorted this week so the witches will help in any way we can. A lot of witches from other covens are coming to the wedding, as are many packs from all over.” Alaric looks towards Zander, confused.

"Now you're getting it... Lasses Birgitta is their High Priestess. She performs the great rite, either by having intercourse with the High Priest or performing the rituals. The knife and the bottle that you witnessed. She uses her sexual prowess and lust to seduce men away from the one true God and into paganism. She controls them, uses them, can make them do as she pleases. Without her, their coven has no power... The weaker the person, the further from God they are, the easier the conquest." "The gangbangers," I said beginning to make sense of this. I was still confused about Caspers wife. Why wasn't she the high priestess? He just smiled and shook his head. "No, no, no," he said. "You're

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

Forgetting the broken glass on the floor, I scrambled closer, my voice incredulous. "What did you just say the missing White Wolf King's name was?" The witch selling toads, her face alight with excitement, shoved a yellowed magical newspaper in front of me. "Bruce Silvermoon! Cici, you're always so buried in your potions, you probably don't follow this stuff. He's the sole Alpha heir of the Silver Moon Pack, the biggest celebrity in the werewolf world!"

“Your blood… it’s different.” Her heart skipped. “What?” “It smells like a wolf. But also… something else.” He leaned closer, inhaling. “Like magic. Old magic.” She shoved him back. “Don’t.” He stood abruptly. “You’re not just a hybrid. You’re Lycan.” The word hung in the air like poison. Seline froze. Lycan, the ancient wolf-blooded witches, hunted to extinction centuries ago. Her mother’s warning echoed: “Never tell anyone what you are.”

“It seems the Wolf mother was caught between the two sides. Her power was a threat to both, so they sought to control her—or destroy her.” The words sent a chill down my spine. I had always wondered why the witches seemed so intent on me, but now it was starting to make sense. My connection to the Wolf mother wasn’t just a source of strength—it was a threat to their plans. “This changes everything,” I murmured, setting the scroll aside. Rachel nodded. “If the witches are trying to reignite this pact, it could explain their alliance with the rogues. They’re using them as pawns, just like before.”