Witch Attacks の小説・ストーリー

"But you see, the child never came to be. When LisaRay's father found out about the pregnancy, he dragged her to a white witch and demanded she perform a supernatural abortion. The witch refused because she said the child was destined to be mostly wolf, not vampire, which meant the baby would have been unique. Maybe even powerful. A bridge between our species. But Alpha Rampuss, her father, saw the child as an abomination. When the witch refused, he locked her in the dungeon and threatened to burn her alive." Miranda covered her mouth. "That's horrible." "And it gets worse," Lazarus said, though his tone softened like he genuinely hated continuing the story. "Alpha Rampuss forced his daughte

“Otherwise, they will try to push us back like last time and it will complicate things. Although this time we have witches which is much better.” “Okay then,” let’s spread out. “We won’t be able to see each other. So, once you and your neighbors are in position, wait for ten seconds and then attack. This will ensure that we do it at the same time.” Everyone agrees with this idea and spreads it out. Evarius stands right beside Tasha. They wait for ten seconds and then Tasha places her hand on the forehead of the witch in front of her and she faints. Evarius covers the mouth and nose of the one in front of her and she also faints.

, she continued mumbling, and for the millionth time I wondered again why the Dark Lord trusted such an important job to this blithering idiot. However, I knew that the Dark Lord wanted the witch. In fact, I knew what the stupid little she-wolf did not. Dragana was a Tribrid, one of the most powerful creatures to walk the earth. And if my information was correct, she was somehow related to the Dark Lord himself – how, that I still did not know. But I knew that he was obsessed with her, that all of our plans, all of this was centered around her. I knew that our new ally Verena wanted her too. It was a tug of war between her, a strange creature of mystical powers with an army of monsters, and

“I know you’re her mate, but you want to take her back to Snow Creek so soon?” Jaedon nodded. “I fear a war is starting.” My mother looked down at her hands, where she was turning her wedding ring on her finger. “You’re right.” I was confused. Mother continued. “When your father and I married, there were many threats made to us. However, Alpha of Snow Creek and Alphas of many other packs were our allies or just indifferent. This was the first marriage they had seen of an Alpha and an original. No one was as upset as they are now. When we married, there weren’t too many daughters of Alphas that your father could choose and I was his destined mate for a reason. People were angry, but it was wh

“What plan are you going on about?” I asked him “I was going to ally with the vampires and get them to turn me. Do you think I want to remain this old, with this saggy body?” “But, it would affect the balance, a witch and a vampire in one body, it would be a catastrophic situation”. I reasoned with him, but he wasn’t having any of it “Even if my plan wasn’t going to work. There was plan B, where my grandchildren would be hybrids and they would rule the world, but no you had to kill the one thing that was keeping me going.

“You've saved us.” “We’re not done yet,” I said, eyes narrowing at the remaining enemies. “Ayla. The witches. The vampires. All of you will regret underestimating me.” The war resumed, but now with renewed vigor. I moved through the battlefield like a force of nature, crushing enemy lines. Vampire leaders fell under my blade, their defenses useless against the combined might of my tribrid power. Witch leaders tried to summon spells, but I countered each with precision, each attack fueled by years of training and a lifetime of pain and loss.

"Effective against biological neural pathways. Unfortunately for you, my neural pathways are sixty percent synthetic." Silas looked up, adjusting his glasses. A cruel smile played on his lips. "You really should have updated your malware, Damon." Damon’s face twisted in fury. "Kill him!" he screamed at the witches. The witches shrieked, switching from the hum to an offensive scream. Balls of green fire formed in their hands, hurling toward the Warlock. Silas didn't dodge. He swiped his finger across the tablet screen. "Counter-measure: Silence," Silas whispered.

Bryan I stepped off the plane into the humid Louisiana heat, already dreading what was to come. I had been dreading this day for two weeks now, ever since the Vampire King, Gerald, had suggested that we seek the help of the witches in our war against the demons. The witches were the only supernatural faction ever known to defeat the demons, and though that was almost 200 years ago, King Gerald had told us that their Queen had only gotten more powerful with every reincarnation since. We had been in alliance with the Vampires for five years now, attempting to protect ourselves and our packs from the demon invasion. The Vampires had great weapons to aid us in fighting them off, but there was on

The list Vivienne provided was extensive and terrifying. Thirty-seven vampires, forty-two witches, and fifteen humans—all working to sabotage peace in various capacities. Some were active conspirators like Cassius had been. Others were passive supporters who provided resources or information. But all of them believed the war needed to continue.

But I couldn't let their doubts deter me. Pushing open the door, I stepped forward, ready to confront Alpha and challenge his outdated beliefs. My hybrid spirit surged within me, fueling my resolve. "Alpha," I spoke firmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, "I know you bear a grudge against witches, but I am not the source of your pain. I am a witch werewolf, yes, but I have never used my magic for dark purposes."