A Discovery Of Witches Book 5 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She was a determined kid, who want to save the world and return home to her normal life. She looked at the kids, running around and she sighed. If they succeed in defeating Rose, that would be the beginning of their journey. She is yet to tell them the reason why Rose wants to conquer the world. Rose is after the book of the witches which got lost about a decade ago. She sighed. It was a long time ago. Rumors have it that the book has been found in one of the withes' coven. That is what Rose is after. Rose isn't the only one looking for the book. Others are. But whosoever gets the book first will determine the fate of not just the witches but the supernatural realm as a whole.

Lorenzo made it is job to always put an eye on Tracy for a reason best known to him, he even put her daughter into the dancer and singers band so she can visit the palace more often but Tracy had just been grateful and never did anything against them. At that moment, Axel reached the house Tracy had gone to the market and Laura was left alone at home to have a proper rest but instead a old book had caught her attention in Tracy library. The book looked like it hasn't been read for days, she blew the dust off the book and open the front page. It was boldly written 'Discovery of the witches'. What is she doing with a book like this?, she had just open few pages when the knock on the door distr

“What happened?” "I found this under that stair," Grace said, pointing to the lowest stair. "Isn't a book a suspicious thing? Witches write their magic formulas in books, don’t they?" "I've heard some witches use books,” Adro said. Then he led Grace to sit on a chair he had ensured was still strong and safe to sit on. “Let's see what's inside." Grace's fingers struggled with the leather strap that bound the book. Although this shouldn’t be her concern, her heart was beating hard, and she kept hoping that she would find something that could lead Adro back home.

She wanted something different, something unique and wondered what that would be. She walked back to the shelve and started searching until a huge book with black and gold edges caught her attention. She pulled out the book and it read "The Witches Spell book." She gasped and guiltily looked around the Library. She had never been able to cast spells and she had even lost whatever powers she ever had. She pondered and contemplated between reading and dropping the book but her curiosity got the better part of her and off she went with the book to one of the seats she had just cleaned.

I hoped she might have found a solution or perhaps we could work together to find one, by scouring the ancient books in the witches' library. As I walked, I noticed a tense atmosphere among the witches. It was as if everyone was searching for something urgently. I decided to ask one of them what was going on. “Dedusa has returned, and Ma Margaret is quite agitated. We are all using our unique abilities to find a way to get rid of her. Some are researching the ancient books for a solution. She's resisting the suggestions of others.” “I apologize for interrupting. I brought this, but what are they discussing that's causing such tension?” I asked the witch, my voice wavering with worry.

Erin hurried out of the icebox after she locked it everywhere, she was striving to catch up with Hayley. Ding Dong. The doorbell went after Earnestine tapped it twice. She was with her newfound mystery girl and all the research she had done paid off. They had found where the fourth key lay, Athena was a witch who knew a lot of relics and had a magic book in which a few were written. She studied a lot about magic and she came by to learn a few things about the town. The door opened, and the gleams of the sun which was setting poured into the house. Janeka had cleaned up her mess and ended her crazy party. They both stepped into the house before she slammed the door shut.

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

I said pulling three thick books from my bag and slamming them on the table. He rolled his eyes and looked at me with a bored expression. "You think the answer is in some musty old books?" he asked. "Trust me, I've looked." "Just listen," I ordered. "I spent hours in the Alpha's library trying to find something...anything about witchcraft. After scrawling through almost every book I was beginning to think I was going mad but then I realised something. The books I was looking through were stories and historical facts about the pack- not top secret information concerning magic. A long and exhausted story involving a thorough search for a key no bigger than my thumbnail later I had access to th

Before she knew it, the days had turned into a week and she was still no closer to breaking his curse. On the morning of the eighth day, she happened upon a book in the library that she found in the very back shelves. It was old and the writing on the spine, so faded, that she couldn't read it so she removed it from the shelf, only to find that the writing on the cover was much the same. Flipping through the pages, she stopped and opened at a particular page showing an illustration of a witch and a werewolf, howling at the moon. She began reading the text, which described curses that had been placed on werewolves over the past centuries. As she stood between the shelves, focusing on the book