Witches Vs Vampires Novels & Stories

I said and she nodded. "What about people?" Elias asked. "The sacrifice of people is what lead to the high power in the 1400's, but not just humans but other sections as well which would give them more power if they were used as a sacrifice" I started his eyebrows raised while he leans back. "Vampires were against the witches the most, because of their immortality most witches would use them because their power wouldn't run out which would help them sustain their power" I finished. "Well I guess you have your answer then Devina" Celeste said looking to the girl before looking back at me a little proud.

I set down my fork before answering him. "It is like giving more food to the attackers. I realized that nothing can stop them because they are not just rogues. They are vampires and witches. Vampires steal the strength of our kin from their blood and the witches use black magic to steal our lifespan. They are not after our meat, they are after our very life force." Lysander stared at me in disbelief. "Vampires and witches? That sounds impossible. Are you sure this is happening? They are long gone. Centuries ago."

’ Seeing that the witches are gaining on them and have killed more than a dozen, Zuka yelled, ‘Fall back, fall back! He and his vampires fled the scene leaving the werewolves to be massacred in their numbers. When the werewolves wanted to flee the scene, Bonnie and half a dozen of white clan witches barricaded them from leaving with an invisible force field. The white clan witches did all they could to avoid killing. Only the dark witches slaughtered the vampires and massacred a good number of the werewolves. All the white clan witches did was throw a wind blast knocking down their enemy off their feet. The dark witches drive joy and draw strength from killing.

However, after looking through these lore books, and some history nooks, I come to the conclusion that the only enemy werewolves really have besides witches is vampires. Witches as a whole are about 50/50, the ones who study the way of the light are usually on our side. Because we are the one's who police the magical world, which mostly means that we are in charge of keep the humans from finding out about us. The witches who study dark magic are a different story...some of them keep to themselves, using their magic for personal gain in the human world. There are others, who want power, they wish to use their powers to take over the human wold, and enslave all the people: These are the times

“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?”

With help from strangers who answered their questions, they got to the base of the mountain. There were lots of other students—some witches, some wolves. In their world, there were four main supernatural types: Wolves, vampires, witches, and elves. But because of a past fight, they had split into two sides. Witches and wolves were one group (though they lived apart), and elves and vampires were another. So it was a big surprise when some elves and vampires showed up at the top of the mountain. “If witches can be in the Luna Calvary, why not elves and vampires? Don’t we all want peace?” a female elf said.

"They retaliated with weapons. Guns, fire, anything they could manage. They called for aid from local governments, but the scale of the witch assault has overwhelmed them. It's chaos in the cities." I exhaled slowly, trying to steady the rising storm in my chest. Witches turning on humans-it was brutal, yes. But it was also a shift. One that might ease the noose around the wolves' necks, if only for a moment. "And the vampires?" I asked sharply. He hesitated, as though reluctant to speak the next part. "They... fight among themselves." My brows drew together. "Among themselves?"

"The world changes very fast. Some witches and vampires also live in this world alongside humans. The human race was in danger to be perished in the next few years because of the vampire's existence. They are powerful and humans are weak. Vampires are at the top of the food chain so humans are their prey. Humans can only hide or run for their lives once they saw a vampire. Witches are just a few and they are the mortal enemy of the vampire. But the last powerful witch died fifty years ago in the hands of the vampire king.

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

I'm starting to feel bad, like I haven't eaten in a while. "Vampires are immortals who drink blood. They are either born or made. Witches are beings able to tap into the magic of the Earth. They can only be born." "I wonder how many there are." I say in amazement. I fall back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Ok, so drinking blood isn't much different than some shifters liking raw meat. Raw meat is bloody.