Zoey And Witch Novels & Stories

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

Zoeys POV Falling into the darkness, I wonder what all she meant because I didn't understand half of what she said. Zara, who's Zara? "Me Zoey, nice to finally meet you." This voixe was coming from inside my head. "Zara who are you?" I asked not understanding why I could hear her in my head. "I'm your wolf, Im now part of you, we are two in one." she answered. Well that makes sence I guess.....

So I searched my mind for what could hurt Zoey most… and then I smiled. Celine. Emily. Mirella. Queen Helena. With those four seated around Violet, I didn’t need to plan a single thing. Dinner was destined to be chaos. I felt no fear for Violet. No pity either. Not now. Not ever. She was a witch, she could defend herself… probably. But Zoey… that was where my interest lived. I wanted to see how far she would go for her sister. Her audacity. Her courage. And just how much fire she truly had.

She snapped. "Then hopefully it will die before it gets a chance to eat us," Freya, the pretty, blue-haired, blue-eyed witch, stepped from the darkness. "Zoey, just leave the damn thing." Zoey growled. "Are you sure you are a white witch, bitch?" Zoey questioned and Freya grunted, folding her fists, wishing she could punch Zoey over the mouth. The two had not been able to get along ever since Freya showed up. Freya was the most unruly one of the Cerulean sisters. If she had listened to her older sisters, Imogen and Beatrix, she wouldn't have been captured by King Lucifer.

I started, “There is no easy way to tell you this. Our biological mother is Dahlia, Queen of the Dark Witch Coven. I’m not sure what the circumstances were in your adopting Taylor, but I can tell you my story. I was adopted by Queen Winnie of the White Witch Coven. She found me, deep in the forest, less than an hour after I was born. My mom always says it was minutes because my umbilical cord was still attached, and it was still warm. She said the magic waves that were rolling off of me were so strong, she couldn’t help but seek me out. She could also sense who my biological mother is and had her coven swear to keep my location secret. That didn’t stop Dahlia. She took Taylor first, then our

I tell Abby, “I know you couldn't have known about this. I promise, I will not let her do an ultrasound in front of me. I want the first time we see our pup to be together. Goddess, baby, you have to stay with me. I can't make it through this life without you." Then I hear Zolten, "Yara just talked to me!" I asked, "Well? What did she say?" Zolten rolls his eyes, "So now you want to hear from me?" I growl, "If you don't spill now, I won't shift for a month." Zolten yells, "Fine, she said the Moon Goddess told her that she would live through this. She understands if you have to fight. She said to make sure we win this war. We cannot live in a world where vampires take over". I tell Abby, "Don

“A witch.” My eyes widened. “A witch?” “Yes.” “A witch, witch?” I asked. “Like spells and candles and stuff?” Zoe chuckled. “Yes, that kind.” “But I thought witches and wolves were enemies,” I said. “They’re not,” Zoe corrected. “Only vampires and dragons are enemies to werewolves.” I leaned back in my chair, trying to process that. I grew up believing that witches are nothing but nightmares. “Can we go see her?” I asked suddenly. “Like… now?”

a drunk girl nearby, leaning on one hand with red eyes and a disdainful look, said to Bob. Zoey stared directly at the girl. Whispers started around her, but she didn’t care. Zoey had a nickname at school, the Ice Queen. Even when smiling, her eyes were distant, let alone in a situation like this. The temperature in the banquet hall seemed to drop several degrees. Zoey looked thoughtfully at the girl. Even her roommates didn’t know about her and Barlen, how did she? Facing various sarcastic and complex gazes, Zoey remained calm, not bothering to explain.

One witch, her face half-formed in the mist, spat venomous words, her voice was low and terrifying, “You cannot defeat us, little girl. We are eternal. We will claim you both.” Zoey turned to face her with her eyes blazing with an inner fire. “You had your time, witch. This is *our* world now.” She extended her hand toward the witch, and with a single word, a vortex appeared in her palm, pulling the witch in piece by piece, her body disintegrating into nothingness.

“Do you know what he wants to use her for? You have no idea what damage you've caused, silly. Damn, you and your fridigin fucking anger. If you don't move this instant, I swear to Hecate, I'm going to kill you.” She threatened the Red witch doesn't seem to amaze me, does she? But that's the least of my concern, my Mate is in here, tied up or whatever it is they are doing. “I dare you,” Zayne scoffed, one second they were glaring at each other and the next Zayne's body was sent flying to the other side by Maggie's magic. That woman looked fiery.