Over time, Minx had become more conscious of her environment and her body, she knew that Gina drew her blood to check for one of two things; how much she is acquainted with magic or the bloodline of her baby. Minx strongly believed that she wanted her blood to know her baby’s bloodline, the race he belonged to because it was difficult to guess. A child, conceived of a wolf-blood witch and a werewolf, what could his species be? Minx did not worry much about this because she just believed he would take on the one that had the stronger gene; a werewolf or a witch or a wolf-blood witch.She wondered why Gina was so curious about it. Minx threw the drugs the witch doctor gave to her. It appeared that they were not good for her health, Gina was sure that Minx would be fast asleep when she walked into the room. For a moment, Minx regretted allowing Gina to take her blood. She would have refused to have her blood collected. Shit! What would she do now. She was very reckless earlier, all i
“This is not your first assignment, why are you delaying?” a woman said over the phone.“I…I I’m sorry but the thing is, the spell is now working, it’s as though something is blocking it.” Gina said.“But you said the girl does not practice magic. How come she is impenetrable?” The woman asked.“I don’t know, I’ll keep trying.” Gina said.“You know how important this project is to us. You must get it done or you face the repercussions.” The woman threatened.“That won’t be necessary, madam.” Gina said as she dropped the call.Few years back..“I’m sure you all have been doing your rituals, the selection is in a few weeks. Whether you die or live, it is for a just cause.” Jason, the teacher if the regents said.A hand was raised. “Yes?” Jason said.“Is it compulsory that the rest of the people who fail to become high priestesses would be killed?” Gina asked.“Yes, according to our customs.” Jason replied.“There is only one reason for enrolling in this Regency, and that is to strive t
Unmaking vampires was not a very difficult thing for West and the witches to do because they possessed the very first grimoire made by witches of the old. Most of the spells there were very ancient and powerful too; the witches of the past were believed to be the creators of everything, including vampires. That was not farfetched from the truth, witches indeed created vampires and it would only take a powerful witch like West to undo it.“We have found the spell, your highness,” West said to Roman who was standing at the front door, looking at the fountain, springing out water in beautiful projections. Anyone would guess that it is his second best thing in the world, of course, his first is terrorizing packs and seizing power by all means necessary.“So what are you waiting for? Get on with it already.” Roman commanded as he turned back to face West who bowed his head in reverence.“It doesn’t work that way, we would need a vampire, preferably, one with a sire line. This spell is v
“It is done, sir,” Peter said as he got back into the building after carrying out his mischief. He made sure to be very careful, if Elijah got wind of what was happening, he knew that the consequences would be grave.“That is good. I will start the recruiting for new scientists, be prepared to welcome more talented people like yourself.” Elijah said with a brief smile.Peter knew that Elijah could not get the upgrade done even if he hired Einstein but he could not say a word. Peter knew that this new distraction would allow him to take a break and look after Darin.“Sir… I uhhh want to take a week’s break. I just lost my father and I have to go home to perform his burial rites.” Peter said as he prayed that Elijah would buy his excuse and permit him. Although he believed that he would because he had never gone on a break or leave before. This would be the first if Elijah plays ball.“Okay. That’s fine, you can go. I am truly sorry for your loss.” Elijah said. Peter was his best staf
Minx’s phone rang, it was her mother. She rushed to her room and shut the door before answering the call.“How are you, dear?” Mrs. Jackson inquired.“I’m not fine, mom. I think aunt Gina is up to something, I don’t think it’s safe anymore here.” Minx complained.“What is wrong?” Mrs. Jackson asked. She was getting worried, she wondered what Gina must have done this time that made Minx so scared.“I had that vision again, while I was sleeping. And just now, I caught her chanting a spell with some strange items. I will send them right away, I sense some kind of danger.” Minx said, she said was panting heavily as she said these words.“Minx! Minx!” Mrs. Jackson called out but Minx was not responding anymore. Mrs. Jackson was scared.Minx was having another episode, it was a warning that Gina is not all that she seems. Minx fell to the bed when it stopped after some minutes. She wanted to scream out her pain but she did not want to draw any attention to herself.Without hesitation, she s
Soon, Minx heard footsteps headed her way, it was Gina holding her phone in her hands. Minx thought that she wanted to give it back but she was shocked when she heard Gabriel’s voice over the phone, he had called her.“Minx, are you there? Minx?” Gabriel said. He was probably wondering why she did not say a word even after answering the call. And after a while, he hung up.“Give my phone back!” Minx thundered. “Perhaps, he could be the push you require to grant us access. The thing is, I could be wrong and you will be free to roam the earth with your baby but if I am not, then there is a problem. Just let us check first, how stubborn can you really be?” Gina said as she held Minx’s face.“You do not have to do this, aunt. I am your niece, your family yet you hunt me down like a wild animal and wish to kill my offspring. I cannot understand what you are going through or what kind of deal you have made with whoever but trust me, it’s not worth it.” Minx tried to explain things to Gina,
“Hey, mom. Do you know any of grandma Diana’s friends or anyone that was involved in witchcraft too?” Peter asked casually, he did not want to raise his mom’s suspicion or give room for her endless questions.“Yes, I do. But why? I find it rather confusing that you have developed a sudden concern for your grandma Diana’s interests.” Peter’s mother said, raising a brow in suspicion.“Uhhh… yeah, I’m working on this article, you know how crazy it can be. I would just like to interview a few of them, that’s all.” Peter said with a nervous chuckle.“If it isn’t about your crazy science…” Peter’s mother said as she directed her focus back to the movie she was seeing on TV.“So where can I find them?” Peter asked her as he drew closer to where she sat, smiling sheepishly like he just got accepted by his long-time lover.“Well, last time I heard, there were at Boston.” Peter’s mother said.“Where grandma used to live?” Peter said.“Yes,” Peter’s mother said.“And I thought those people that
Peter finally arrived in Boston, it was not difficult to locate where the witches were, it was his grandmother’s house after all and he had visited a lot of times with his parents and a few times alone. Diana died a few years after Peter’s father.Peter got to the house, it was exactly how he remembered it; a simple bungalow in the center of the compound, directly opposite the gate, the first house he saw immediately after he walked in through the gate belonged to Diana. The rest were inhabited by her fellow witches, whom Peter thought to be his distant relatives.Sometimes, Peter referred to her as “Grandma Diana”, just very few times that he acknowledged her as his grand aunt. “Hello, Peter,” Wendy said with a wide grin on seeing Peter looking around the compound in a confused manner.“Aunt Wendy!” Peter said as he rushed to hug her. A woman, probably in her late 50s, she was a bit robust and wasn’t very tall. She also had brown hair with gray ones scattered in little populations.