Payback's A Witch Novels & Stories

They clearly hadn't expected me to strike back so firmly. Mom shook with rage, jabbing her finger at me while she yelled, "Talia Munroe, you ungrateful wretch! We worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay us? How dare you use our identities to take out high-interest loans? Are you trying to get us killed?" I lowered my head, pretending to wipe away tears. "How could that be, Mom? I only borrowed the money because you were all sick and needed treatment. Why else would I have taken out the loan?"

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

The boundaries of our pack the emerald pack is fortified by the spell cast centuries ago by a powerful witch and this have made our pack impenetrable, we have since been cordial to other packs and never being at war with others within our territory, and most times visitors traveled from far and wide to get our portions or spells. I was still a trainee witch under Mia who was the head enchantress of the pack. She was a gifted witch but I noticed she practiced black magic and consulted demons when she felt no one was watching. She never took permission from the trees before cutting off the leaves even when they had warned her against such. This had hugely affected the potency of her herbs and

Witchcraft was forbidden and was punishable by death, now and forever. “Isn’t it wonderful that everyone will be miserable?” his stares were always been intimidating. It was hypnotizing yet addictive. His wickedness was making him more attractive. “I thought witches are evil.” he said with a grin. Aside from convincing me, he was also provoking me. “We are not what you think, Mister.” I defended.

I pushed my chest forward and tried to grab his head, desperate to pull his mouth back to my breast. He chuckled for the first time—low, dark, almost amused. “Sweet Honey,” he murmured, using my old campus name that made my stomach flip. “You have to follow my command.”he whispered and He stepped back just enough to look at me. “Bend on all fours on my bed.” He command. ***** Yasmeen Voss  trusted her husband Lucas hale  and her cousin Elsa….  Until his twin brother Liam Hale who was married to her cousin showed up with undeniable evidence of her husband affair with her cousin. Still in love with the two people who betray her…. she and her brother in law agree on one thing:

This was one of the things she was trying to avoid. "Yeah? But all of this started the very day you came back. And that tells me something. That you" She poked her forehead twice, making her step back. "are a witch." She spat. The others watched in silence, while Abby spoke. "I will make your life here a living hell if I don't get him back. You would be wishing you stayed in rehab or taking care of Dennis spawn somewhere very far from here witch." She smiled satisfied with the horrid expression on the witch's face. "I better get him back for your own go-" "Hey." Came a calm voice, and then there was silence among them. Abby turned to see who had interrupted her. Shawna stood behind her with

She even begged me to lend her a side account of mine. Since I thought of her as family, it was only natural that I hoped she would live well, so I hadn't hesitated to agree. Never would I have imagined that she would use my account to deliberately create enemies, then seize the opportunity to have me horrifically killed in front of everyone! When I next opened my eyes, I had returned to a familiar room. It seemed that I had gone back in time to the day that little girl's family sought me out at my company. The sheer delight and relief at getting a second chance at life welled in me, but I had no time to bask in the feeling.

I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves. They had already caused us to lose a lot of men and they seemed to be growing in number. I attacked with all my strength defeating four of the witches but they were still coming, I had to descend from the sky when I began to grow weak. I was using too much of my power as it was. I picked up a spear and continued my attack when I reached the ground, I watched as Declan was tearing people limb by limb and snapping them in two like twigs. I lost concentration for a second and as soon as I turned back, I was blasted away by a Witch.

When you start using magic for ill intentions you can become a dark witch or wizard and it’s very hard to turn back. Elder Wynn goes on about our roots in the magical world and how our town was founded by his father’s father’s father’s father back in the late 1600s when witches were hunted and burned at the stake. We made an alliance with the werewolves to live peacefully without persecution from the human world. The problem is we haven’t changed anything since then it’s as if the entire council is still living in the 17th century.

“How about I teach you a spell? It’s called Wolfbann, but be careful, you might not want to receive its side effects.” “What do you mean?” “Like when witches and wizards use their powers, there is this thing called Balik or return when you cast a spell. Depending on how powerful it is or how you use it, it has an equivalent backlash. You must be prepared for that.” “Well, I have nothing else to do, so why not?” “Great! First, summon your blue essence.”