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War Of The Witches Unbroken Curse
Trapped in a haunted house, attacked by a hungry monster, stalked and tormented physically and mentally and now, a friendly spirit appears. It seemed too good to be true and the guys weren't so quick to trust the words of the spirit of Carl Worthington."How do we know that you're really here and not another figment of our imaginations?" Samson asked the spirit cautiously."Since you awoke Kristokulos, have you all ever had the same illusions at the same time?" Carl asked.The boys looked at each other in the realization that they hadn't. Whenever the monster attacked their minds, he did it individually and not all together."If you are indeed Carl Worthington, why are you here? Why aren't you in the spirit world or the afterlife or whatever?" Nelly asked."A good question! Let me explain." Carl said and began.Suddenly, the room transformed back to the way it was all those years ago. As Carl narrated the events of the past, he also provided visuals and the boys could see everything a
War Of The Witches Demoness
Darryl had been a victim of his father's occasional punches for four whole years. His mother died in the hospital, after fighting cancer for five years. Darryl and his dad became inseparable after her death. They did everything together, they shared everything and they spent a lot of time with each other.But, as all things must, they began to change as Darryl got older. He became more interested in spending time with his friends and being a rebel than spending time with his old man.Darryl was thirteen the first time his father ever hit him. He had come home late that night after going over to a friend's place to smoke weed. After he came home, his father was very upset that he was so late and became even more furious when he smelled the marijuana on his breath.His father scolded him heavily and Darryl was so high that he said some distasteful things which prompted his father to angrily strike him and beat him up.The next day, the neighbours noticed Darryl's injuries sustained from
War Of The Witches Peace In The Basement
The kids all stood frightened, listening to Carl as he told them who Mara Anjonu was and what her purpose was in this situation. "When Madame Constance cursed Kristopher, she wanted to make sure that the curse could never be broken by anyone. She was so insulted by Kristopher's rejection that she wanted to punish him for all eternity. So she did a terrible thing, something that all practitioners of witchcraft know is forbidden; She summoned a demon from the underworld." "Mara Anjonu?" Samson asked "Yes Master Samson, Mara Anjonu, the faceless demon. She's one of the most loyal servants of Lucifer. Mara Anjonu was summoned by Madame Constance to be a protector of the curse, to stand in the way of anyone who attempts to break it, and to steal their faces." "Steal our faces? Is that what she did to Peace?" Nelly asked. "Yes, Master Nelly. Mara Anjonu is also known as The Stealer Of Faces. She comes to the land of the living and steals faces from men, women and children altogether. S
War Of The Witches Hellhound Of Death
"These are the weapons you were telling us about?" Darryl asked Carl in surprise."Yes, Master Darryl," Carl replied."But these are just knives, spears, axes and swords," Samson said and lifted one knife. He put down the flaming piece of wood because the torches were on and the fire slowly went out."Yes! These are some of the best weapons you'll ever find." Carl said."Oh, Carl! It seems you've been dead for so long you didn't know that weapons have advanced a whole lot since your time." Darryl said."Have they now?" Carl lifted a brow."Oh yeah, they have. But I guess we'll have to make do with these. At least they're better than a metal rod and some sticks." Darryl said."And they'll do a much better job in killing Kristokulos," Samson added.They packed up as many weapons as they needed and wrapped them up and were ready to return.Suddenly, one of the torches that hung on the wall went out, much to everyone's surprise, even Carl's and his magic was what kept the torches on."Carl
War Of The Witches Decisions
Darryl woke up on the floor of the basement, covered in sweat and claw marks on his shirt. He was breathing heavily like he had just run a marathon. He checked himself for bites or wounds but he had absolutely none yet his clothes were ripped and it seemed like it was by the claws of an animal; Cerberus.He looked around and saw Samson on the floor as well. He was in one piece and not dead. Darryl was so relieved.He noticed that Samson was still in a dreamlike state. He was shaking like he was having a nightmare that he could not wake up from.Darryl ran to him, limping as he did so and tried to pull him out of the illusion."Samson! Wake up, man." He said while shaking him.Samson wasn't responding. He was probably still battling with Cerberus in the illusion or maybe he was in a new one. But one thing was certain, he needed to wake up."Sam! Come on, snap out of it!" Darryl shouted again but Samson still stayed sleeping."Sam!" Darryl shouted again and punched him in the face and S
War Of The Witches Tested
√√ If I die on this narrow road √√ Tell the story of my bravery Let the world know I fought Let them sing songs for me For I walk into battle Not knowing if I'll return But don't your heart be worried √√ For my battle will be won √√ Nelly sang the song out loud as they all prepared to go to the crypt. They were gearing up, making improvised versions of shields and sword straps with the materials they could find."That's a beautiful song, Nelly. Where did you hear it from?" Jennifer asked him."My Dad wrote it. He used to sing it to me every night before he put me to bed. He named it after me; Nelly Wins His Battle, he called it." Nelly said with sadness, remembering something that used to bring him joy until his father abandoned him for his other family."Did you ever speak to him again, after he left?" Jennifer asked."No, and why would I? He obviously didn't care ab
War Of The Witches Tomb Of A Witch
As our kids enter into the crypt that is sure to be filled with dark secrets and terrible magic, they go in blind and oblivious to what they may find But before I continue with their story, I would first like to tell you a short story of the day Madame Constance first came in contact with witchcraft and how it shaped her life to what it became later on. Constance was a young and innocent little girl the day she found magic. She was the only child born to her father, Gabriel, a florist, and her mother, Katherine, an animal healer. All her life, Constance was amazed and astounded by the beauty of her father's flowers and the warmth brought by all her mother's animal patients. She loved nature and was in awe of its beauty. One day, she was playing in a beautiful meadow with some other children when a butterfly flew past her. She had seen a lot of butterflies before but none with the patterns and colours of this particular one. It was incredibly beautiful, she thought, so she chased af
War Of The Witches Moriah
How do you think someone feels a split second after they make a huge mistake? What do you think goes through their minds, knowing that they've made an error but can't do anything to correct it? You can only know for certain when you go through it yourself. Jennifer, on the other hand, was distraught when she saw the cover of the tomb lifted from the casket. She was terrified and desperate to avoid this tragedy but there wasn't enough time and they would have to face the horrors of whatever it was that they had unleashed into the world of the living. "Why did you yell?" Samson asked after Jennifer's scream. "That's the wrong tomb. This one is for Madame Constance." Jennifer cried out and ran to them. "What are you talking about? This is surely Madame Constance's tomb." Nelly said, completely sure about it. "We have to close it up before the spirit gets out." Jennifer said, "Come on! Help me get the cover back on." She asked. The guys weren't sure what was happening but they helped
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The Rise Of The New Vampire
The next night, Cornelius Primo was ready to fly out to the gravesite that Gable’s men had found so he could get the most important piece of the puzzled for his plans to finally move forward. He had gotten dressed in his father’s cloak, an article of clothing that he had never worn since he killed his father. Gable came into his chambers, “Alpha, the chopper is ready,” He said. “Then, let’s get going,” Primo said. They both walked out of the house and onto the yard together. When they reached outside, five more men, including the pilot were already inside the spinning helicopter and they were going to accompany him just in case he needed some extra muscle. There was also a young woman in the helicopter with a bag over her head. Her hands and feet were tied up with ropes and she was also unconscious. “Is that the virgin?” Primo asked before stepping in. “That’s her,” Gable answered. Primo and Gable climbed in and the pilot hovered them off the ground and into the sky. They headed
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Never Again
Gable was in the underground section of the Mudders Estate and was supervising the final touches that were being made to the giant bunker deep within the soil. He had a grin on his face because he knew that it was almost time for the real plan to be kicked in motion. J came running up the stairs so he could give Gable some information about the progress of the dome. “Gable, I’ve got good news from the engineers,” J said to him. “And…” Gable asked. “It’s complete. As of now, the dome is officially complete,” J said with a proud smile on his face. “…which means that it’s time to have some real fun,” Gable said with a menacing smile. The Gemini wolf got out from the ground and went back up to the surface. He walked into the mansion so he could give the good news to his Alpha. He reached the Alpha’s chambers and walked into the room without even knocking. When he got in, he found Cornelius Primo inside his communication room filled with computers having a meeting with his high beta
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New World Order
PARIS A YEAR LATER “Au revoir, Jacqueline. Get home safe, alright?” A man said to his worker who had just left his bakery for the night. “Will do, Monsieur Henri. See you tomorrow,” She said as she walked away. It was late in the evening and a lot of businesses were closed. The streets were dark but thanks to the glow of the street lamps, there was enough light for Jacqueline to move around. She walked through the streets of Rue de Rivoli and she hummed to herself as she walked. As she was walking, she suddenly had this feeling that someone was following her. She turned to check but there was no one behind her. She felt maybe it was just her nerves for having left work so late tonight so she kept walking. Some distinct shadow suddenly ran past her from behind and she felt the wind. She gasped and turned around again but still, there was no one. Jacqueline was getting scared because she could feel that she was being stalked. The streets were empty and she was all alone so there w
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First Moon
Maximus found himself walking on an empty field and all he could see all around him was the green carpet grass. There was no one else and nothing else in sight, just the green.Nothing about where he was felt real but yet, he could feel the heat of the sun. He could feel the coolness of the breeze on his skin and he could smell the grassy aroma coming off the leaves. "Where am I?" He asked himself as he continued walking.Then, he spotted something just up ahead, something different about this place. He walked further until he saw it better. There was a section of the grass that was dried up and grey and it made a circle within all the green. Inside the circle, there was a tombstone on the ground and it had Allison's name written on it.Maximus saw her name and stopped walking. He stopped with his foot mere inches away from the grey grass. His eyes watered up and his brows flared together when he remembered his dead mate. He didn't want to be here because he was being reminded of som
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Witch In; Witch Out
"For so long, I have imagined this moment. I have played it out in my head what seeing you again would be like. I will admit that when I envisioned this moment, I was always scared of you. Even after I became a Witch, I was still afraid of just the thought of you because of how much you messed me up as a person. I have battled all sorts of things, all sorts of abominations that would leave even the strongest Witch emotionally scarred for life and I didn't feel a thing but with you, I would have nightmares and I would sometimes blink and in that quarter of a second of darkness, I would see your face and it would terrify me," Peace said to Constance."Aw, I left an impression on you," Constance said condescendingly, almost like she was making fun of Peace."You did," Peace admitted, "For so long, I tried to be the best Witch I could be just so I wouldn't end up like you. Everyone always raised their brows about me because I inherited your powers and they felt like I was doomed to go dow
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Anti-Toxin
The young vampire sat in a dark corner in Jorish's living room and was sobbing because she was so terrified by what was happening to her. She didn't want to believe that she was now a soulless blood-sucking monster but all the clues were pointing out that she was but she didn't want to accept it.The sound of her weeping started annoying Jorish who couldn't focus on the book she was reading. She started to rethink letting the girl out of the dungeon and played with the idea of putting her back but, for some reason she couldn't quite put her finger on, Jorish decided to converse with her instead. She closed her book and spun her chair around to face the vampire."You've been making that sound for almost twenty minutes now. Are you even shedding any tears?" Jorish asked her."I don't know why nothing's coming out," She said and rubbed her face but there were no tears even though she was really crying."Yeah, that's because vampires can't produce tears," Jorish said."I'm not a vampire,"
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A Witch In The Mirror
Maximus went to the lake around the mansion, to the same spot where he had kissed Allison for the first time after they imprinted. He sat by the lake and remembered that moment as one of the happiest he had ever felt and it made him even sadder that she was gone and he would never feel that way again.Whenever the mate of a werewolf died, he or she would have to get over their death mentally and emotionally before they would be able to mate again. If the werewolf isn't able to heal from the loss, they'll remain without an imprint for the rest of their lives, unable to find their mate to complete their existence. Maximus wasn't an ordinary werewolf; he was a True-born, True Alpha and he was strong not just physically but mentally as well. He knew he could get over Allison's death. All he needed was time but at this moment, it felt almost impossible to not feel the pain and the emptiness left by her absence. It hurt more than the injuries he had sustained at Primo's hands and all he co
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Clean Up
With their tails behind their legs, the Saviours did the walk of shame after crossing through the hex and getting out of the car they had stolen from the concert. It was clear from the way they walked back to the mansion that they were defeated and it would take a while before they were back to full force because they had suffered a crushing defeat tonight.Jess and Aliyah were the first to go into the house. They turned around to see if Maximus wanted some company but he gestured at them to go and get some rest, signalling that he'd be fine. They did as he said and went upstairs to their room while Maximus kept walking and headed to the back of the house. Mira didn't think it was a good idea to leave Maximus alone at this time because she remembered how impulsive he could be. He hadn't been impulsive for a long time but the amount of loss they had suffered today could make him do something crazy so she decided to follow him to whatever part of the house he was going to.While she fol
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The Concert IV
PEACE'S POV...The amount of chaos and loss that occurred on this night was unlike anything I had ever witnessed. So many people turned while others died from the bites, their systems unable to handle the process of the change and their lives got altered forever because of one werewolf's delusion for power. Why did the vampires even do this? Why today of all days? So many things were out of order and it felt so unreal. I knew something was coming but I never once suspected that this could ever happen to the world on my watch. I never expected it to get to this point but it did and it came at a cost that I could have prevented but because of the Witcher's Law, I could only sit by and watch as the chaos ensued.Maximus Cullen, his Luna and his betas had suffered a crushing loss at the hands of Cornelius Primo and his Mudders and they weren't even able to stop his plans. They always knew their lives were in danger when they took it upon themselves to fight the Alpha Mudder but now, th
