Fiction White Witch

A white fox created on the moon millennium years ago. Lived on the moon alone for a long time. One day someone landed on the moon. Her name is Chang'e. Many moons later, a stone bridge appear, it connected to the heavenly realm. She was raised in the heavenly realm by Di Jun. He thought her the art to cultivate into a human. Together they lived as siblings. Till an accident that force her to go down to the human realm to disguise as a human. However she was deamed as a white fox demon. She long for her brother in heaven and search for home for a long time.

“What do you call a girl born without color… who doesn’t need it?” She can’t see. She doesn’t feel. She wasn’t supposed to survive. And yet — she walks the skyborn empire like a ghost out of time, wielding a nameless blade and power no one dares to name. Her energy is colorless — a phenomenon that should be impossible, feared by even the Empress’s most devout seers. Some call her cursed. Others call her a weapon. But no one knows who she really is… or what she’s waiting for. When an attack breaches the floating city of Zephyros and the sky begins to fall, White doesn’t run. She moves. Like someone who’s done this before. Why does she know forgotten sword styles? Why does she remember people who shouldn't exist? Why does she say things only the ancient dragons once did? And most of all— Why does the world seem afraid of her?

Its about a girl becoming a strong witch, meeting many new character and even protectors that will be her future lovers. This is were detailed to the point you can imagine where and how all is happening. Take your time and read this amazing adventure and growth that will grow into something unforgetable.

Betrayed,plotted against,and killed. Elodie Adedora’s corpse was left to glaciate in a cold abyss… but why does this protagonist wake up seven years later? … Far away, off the outskirts of the Solaria kingdom, where the sun and warmth were scarce. A dark cave, lit only by the dim reflection of silver chains, suspending a single person to an icy wall. The person's skin, dark and covered in winters frost. The hairs on her head and eyelashes were grey, covered by tiny icicles. Her lips, pale of all color, cracked, and like the rest of her, cold. But, slowly, her lips were the first to melt. Her eyes started to flutter open, revealing brown eyes flickering with white. A bright, illuminating, magical white. "Kill the queen. You must kill the queen. That is why you are alive." The iridescent shimmer of white began to spread across her body, intertwining itself with the natural ebony color of her skin that was stuck to her bones. The intense frail appearance of the girl filled out into a healthy complexion. The melting ice dripped like water down her skin, and the more that dripped, the more alive the unconscious body seemed to become.  Just as a first warm breath escaped the girl's mouth, a spiteful emotion bubbled up to the surface, flashing across the girl's eyes. Pain, suffering, and betrayal. Those were the three most prevalent in her expression. One of the three must've been a feeling strong enough to revive the dead. The chains on her arms were thick and bulky, frosted over with a glaze of ice and frost. In a second however, she ripped her arms away from the stone that in prisoned her, falling weakly to other side, where her other arm remained suspended to the ice wall. A screamed ripped out of the girl who had just awoken, the voice of regret. It echoed against the walls of the cave. Her restraints shattered in a horrifying unison, metal bits flying in different directions in the room. Falling to the ground, her shivering body hit the ice floor below her. The ice ground made direct contact with her knees and forearms. Under the intense contact, they scraped and peeled. Yet, the girl's hands and knees held strong as she stood up. Her dark, raven black hair fell in front of her face, a protruding but delicate nose bridge interrupted its flow.  "You will never be forgiven..." Were the first words to leave the girl's lips. The white flickers and crackles in her eyes and across her skin had calmed. The iridescent shimmer had also vanished, and yet,  Now was the moment the girl appeared the most intimidating, warm tears of anger had overtaken the melted ice on her skin, obstructing parts of her vision. She raised her head, and with it, a stem of green glow manifested from no where. In her palms, the white shimmer of light had now turned a threatening forest green. In this icy prison was where the infamous evil witch was held captive. It would also be the same place which this story begins.

Dungeons, Floors, and Minions. They have one thing in common, and that is, only creatures born from a dungeon's core can manage them. These creatures of unmatched powers are called Dungeon Bosses. Yet, what if... hiding amid these alien bosses, lay a human with the power to manage a dungeon herself? This is a Tale born from Chaos itself, where humans and monsters are at war. And in between, there exists a witch whose actions seem to overthrow both races' ideologies. Welcome to the Wich-log!

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. For if witch hunters pick up on her trail it could be her end.

... “You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking. “And now she’s carrying your child?” The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.” The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs. She had slept with him last night. Let him touch her. Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want. And now another woman carried his child? Stupid. She’d been so stupid. ... “You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.” The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing. “I will make you mine,” he growled. “If not today—then soon. And when I do…” He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together. “I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.” Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch. Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win. ... “You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom. “I did it to save mine,” he snapped. Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.” “Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.” ... Three different men. Three different roles. An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue. And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them? She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother. She stayed to kill the monsters responsible. But the real betrayal? She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy. She should’ve never danced at the castle. Should’ve never worn that mask. Should’ve never let herself feel. Because now, she was trapped. Bound by fate that states: > If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies. If they force her to accept it—they die. And still, they want her.

In the messy teenage years, between the competition of the cruel worldly pleasure of glory, disdain for the feelings of the subjects. A boy who tries to escape from the dead race.

A girl who gone tired of her village decided to leave it, but it was center around a mysterious forest, they call it the Enchanted Forest, dragons, and demons are what they said that lived in this forest, but she doesn't care she still wanna achieve her dreams, and it was to explore the whole world, but before she does that, she will tackle first her very first exploration, the mysterious forest that makes their village hidden to the others.

In the forests of Ulrik, there lived a witch. Secluded from everything till now, Aria had grown up to be a beautiful eighteen year old witch. But this witch has never interacted with a human being. So what happens when one day this witch suddenly finds a wounded knight in her region? Aria knows how to treat wounds but with no knowledge of interaction with a human being, how should she behave with this man? The problem would have solved on its own if the knight would leave after getting treated but what Aria didn't know that the knight was there for her only. Rayan needs a witch to save his people. On his journey to find this witch, he has encountered uncountable obstacles. So when he finally found the witch, his problems should be counted as solved. But when the witch is too beautiful to be called a witch and carries the innocence he had never come across, Rayan realises that his problems have increased. Together they travel to save the people of Ludwig, carrying their own secrets in their hearts but how long could the secrets stay hidden? As the enemy rises more powerfully and with their secrets threatening to come out, would they stand together or would everything be swept away? Only the time could answer these questions....

Moren Ravenheart was born into wealth, privilege — and chains. Behind the marble halls of Stormhaven, she is nothing more than a pawn: a prize daughter meant to be married off for political power. But Moren is no ordinary heiress. She’s a fighter, a dreamer, and a young woman determined to forge her own path — even if it means burning every bridge behind her. When a mysterious Archfey answers her desperate pleas, Moren is offered a pact of power and freedom — but at a cost. As the gilded cage of her family closes tighter, and the shadow of an unwanted betrothal looms, Moren must risk everything to escape before her destiny is sealed forever. With blades sharpened, spells awakening, and a small band of unlikely allies, Moren will rise from the ashes of her old life to seize the one thing she’s never been given: her future.

In 2029 , the Moon got destroyed and all the star disappear, which we called the event of Catastrophe . After the thirty years of Catastrophe , two gates appears . And with the Aseters ( the person who possessed inhuman ability ) also came . Gates fulfill the wish of the person but in return of some price . It is a power or curse . Note : This is the origin story of series , basically give me the feedback and I will give some thought about creating series or not

The Thread Witch. it's about a young witch who strives to become the strongest but it will not be so easy, she'll encounter many obstacles..maybe something even worse! Chapters will be released daily.

Fanfic ideas

Akira is transported into another world by a mysterious magical artifact that transform him into a beautiful and powerful female witch!

A teenager is transported to another world and becomes a hero, to fight other heroes.

Chapter 0 "What do you want to be when you grow up, Hyun-woo?" A woman's voice. Soft. Warm. Safe. I didn't know how old I was in this memory, but I was small. Sitting on a plush rug, gripping a crayon too tightly, coloring something-a sky, maybe? The blue was smudged across the page. I looked up. She was smiling. Her face blurred, her features indistinct. But I knew. "I want to be an astronaut," I had said, beaming. She laughed. "An astronaut?" I nodded eagerly. "Or a firefighter. Or maybe an artist! But I also want to be a scientist. And a baker!" Her laughter was light, like wind chimes. "That's a lot of things, my love." "I can do all of them!" She leaned down, brushing a gentle hand over my hair. "You can be anything you want. Whatever makes you happy. Just be a good human being." I held onto those words. For years, I held onto them. Until she was gone. The memory shifted. Another voice. Deep. Familiar. "You're going to be someone great, Hyun-woo." My father. He wasn't like how he was now. His voice back then-it wasn't cold, sharp, or suffocating. It was filled with pride. "You can do anything, son." He meant it. I knew he did. Back then, he believed in me, just like she did. But then– Then she died. And everything changed.

A group of wolves, a gathering of witches, a trio of bears. An engaging narrative... Alpha Yona is struggling with his emotions towards Chhaya. He is hesitant to pursue a romantic connection with someone who is not his destined wolf partner. Despite his reservations, does he harbor romantic feelings for her? Cedric, Colton, and Connor are formidable bears with a significant issue involving the wolf pack. Both groups are attempting to eliminate the demons and are feeling irritated by the competition. Cedric is infatuated with Saturn, the leader of the coven, who is fixated on Alpha Yona. Can Saturn maintain focus to lead the witches effectively? Will Alpha Yona be able to navigate this complicated love triangle while maintaining order?

The writing will get better, after the first volume it will end on 25 to 30 or even less, but after that, I promise you it will get better ——————————————————— At the prestigious Hunter Academy of Erevos, Eno Spencer stood on the cusp of his graduation, just weeks away from a pivotal event that would define his future. This event, seemingly the culmination of his training, would ignite a journey far more treacherous than he could ever anticipate. Beneath the surface, a shadowed force awaited—an insidious presence poised to unravel everything Eno held dear, threatening to consume his very essence and steer his fate into a darkness he couldn’t yet comprehend. ——————————————————— Authur notes sorry about the synopsis being too vague it’s because it’s my first novel and I don’t know how to do synopsis and I didn’t want to accidentally put a spoilers so I made it vague Hey guys, I just wanted to let you know that I’ve officially released my original novel, White Lightning! To be honest, I’ve had a lot of anxiety about both my novel and my fanfiction. I kept wondering if they were good enough—if my novel sounded too much like a fanfiction, if I could properly stretch out the story and plotlines. It took me a while, but eventually, I realized that none of that really matters. I started writing because I enjoy it—not because I care about whether people think it’s good or not. If they like it, great. If not, that’s fine too. So I’ll say this now: my novel will have a fanfiction-like feel, and I won’t be dragging out the story just to reach thousands of chapters. As for my writing schedule, releases might be a bit random at times since I’ll still be working on my fanfictions. But don’t worry—I’m not abandoning them. My novel, my DC fanfiction, and my Marvel fanfiction will remain my main priorities. The Fairy Tail one, on the other hand, won’t get as much focus, though I’ll still release chapters for it occasionally. Regarding my DC fanfiction, I’ve reached the point where the story enters the comic book timeline. I won’t be releasing any new chapters for it until my Marvel fanfiction reaches that same stage. Unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll get there as quickly as we did with the DC one, but we’ll see how things go. That’s all I wanted to say! Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope you enjoy what’s coming next. also the story will get much better after the first volume which should be around 30 chapters