Zodiac Witches の小説・ストーリー

Gecko releases me and stands beside Corvu. “Oh come on.” Jade groans, “Don’t tell me you hired these clowns to prank me. Am I on a show of some kind? Is that what this is? Are these things even real-” As she pulls on Gecko’s ear he yelps and she lets go almost immediately. Now she was stunned into silence. “How are you both here?” I ask. This time, Corvu responds, “Well, it took awhile for the word about Witches to circulate, then we had to go find one that was strong enough to send us here.”

Alcazar said. Enzo and Adolf glanced at each other. "Wait, what do you mean by, for now? You think they will come back again?" Enzo inquired. Alcazar sighed heavily. "Enzo, these witches, they are desperate. They lost their kin; their existence depends on how much power they can accumulate again. That depends on how many sacrifices they can make. They are already burying the dolls, so all they have to do is bring them to life. So they won't abandon this so easily. Now go and search for Wanda," Alcazar instructed them. All three of them split up in three directions.

"I'm sorry, but you have to explain better." "Your Goddess..." He falters. "The Moon Goddess?" "Yes." He replies. "Thousands of years ago, there were two types of witches: the White witches, who are known to be good, and the Black witches, who are tagged evil. War broke out between the two, and when the Black witches tried to fight back, they realized that the White witches had blocked off the conduit through which they could generate power and energy. So they were left helpless and defenceless against the White witches." He paused again to see if I was following.

she finally said something that would create a breakthrough for us. “A witch has to be there to perform the ritual, especially one as powerful as giving werewolves those kinds of powers. So if you’re looking for anyone, look for packs that have witches living among the members,” she said. I turned to Darius as if silently asking him to think of all the packs with witches living among the pack members, and his eyes lit up. “There are only two packs I know that have witches living among them. Silversnow pack and Moonblood pack,” he said.

I asked, suspicion lacing my voice. She looked past me, her eyes locking onto Abigail. “I came to warn you. The witches are planning something big. They’re gathering their forces.” Bastian appeared at my side, his eyes narrowing. “Why should we trust you?” Margaret’s gaze softened. “Because I still care about you, Damian. And because I don’t want to see you or Zion hurt.” Abigail stepped forward, her eyes wary. “What do you know?” Margaret sighed, her eyes flickering between us. “The witches are planning a ritual to harness Zion’s powers. They’re gathering their forces as we speak. If they succeed, they will become unstoppable.”

Witch! ***

used to live alongside Wolves years ago. They were more friendly neighbors than the Vampires whom the werewolves considered vile for their bloodsucking nature. The witches were normal asides from the fact that they were powerful beings with supernatural Powers. Many wolves turned to them for help in difficult situations,for future predictions, fate and prophecy reads. They used their powers for the good of all and lived peacefully with the Wolves, bearing their own children and multiplying. On rare occasions, some witches even got mated to Wolves, giving birth to a new breed called hybrids. It only made the peaceful coexistence stronger. But somehow, some witches began to use their powers f

I asked. I was once told about the Vine of Witches by Namilla and my father. A coven of witches and wizards who draw their powers from the shape and ideology of water. They worshiped the saltwater goddess, Salacia who is in line with the Moon goddess. Which was why there was more of a connection and unison between the Werewolves and the Witches than the Vampires. “It all has to do with your mind. When you are ready to drink some water, you will break free from your healing cord and drink some water from this pot.” He told me and then left before I could ask any follow up questions.

Both of them answered in unison, which made me laugh. Alan cleared his throat and started. He looked serious now. "The witches are led by the High Priestess. She's the most powerful of them all, and nobody knows just how old she truly is. Witches don’t just make potions. It’s rare, but some of them could also control elements. Four of the strongest witches who are most capable with the elemental spells are given the title 'Lady.' They each have mastery over a specific element, reporting directly to the High Priestess.”

???'s POV "What the hell is a witch doing here?" Scorch yelled, his eyes flashing orange as his blood boiled. He gently set his sister on the ground before standing to his feet again. "There are no weapons allowed in here," he fumed. Smoke literally seeped from his ears, and his eyes were bloodshot and angry. Dragons believed witches were the ultimate evil weapons because of how the Moon Goddess created them, with the help of a dark witch. "Just calm down. Isis means you no harm," Zander explained calmly, while he raised his hands in protest. Scorch ignored the Wolfman.