Basil Witchcraft Novels & Stories

"Greetings to you all. As you already know I am here to assist in the battle against our common enemies. As a witch, I have certain abilities to help change the future. I do it for a good cause in a more natural way than others. Only with your permission, I would like to bless you with better strength throughout the fight in the hopes to have better leverage over the vampires." She waited for the packs' responses as they started chatting filling the silence with their voices mumbling. The alpha of each pack nodded for approval in the name of the omegas and betas. Lylah smiled at them for reassurance then closed her eyes and chanted, raising her arms wide. Her hair started to blow away from h

“Yeah, it’s like a women’s circle. It will probably seem weird to you, but my mother and grandmother were big on that sort of thing. My grandma says that men call it witchcraft because it gives them the excuse to stop women from continuing to be the holders of ancient knowledge about herbcraft, childbirth, and healing. Basically, it’s a bunch of women who get together, trade their herbs and beauty potions, perfumes and candles, read palms and tarots, drink wine and all that sort of thing.” “It sounds… really interesting,” Aislen replied as they entered the house. Bianca left the porch light on for Helena and Christine. “And a bit more my pace.” “They might be able to help you, too,” Bianca a

With the mixing of humans and witches over decades, the power of witches reduced so much that most witches had to take several hours of intense meditation to succeed in lighting a single candle. Well, Evelyn Ithaca, my mother, was very different. She was strong enough to do many things most witches would only do in the best of their dreams. According to her, there wasn't any coherent reason she had such powers, she just had it. She had always been different, and for some funny reason, she believed I was so much stronger. It was because of my powers that I had always had fallen ill...my mother told me that it was my body's reaction to the pressure of my 'powerful' magic. Whether I had powerfu

He smiled, remarking how that day had replayed in his mind continuously for the past six years. As the witches commenced their chant in an unfamiliar tongue, a sudden wind began to displace items from the table, sending papers into a flurry. The candles, once lit, flickered to black. Krystal urged everyone to retreat, explaining that black candles signify malevolence and expressing her doubts about the ritual. Her mother reassured her, insisting that this needed to transpire for life to progress positively.

Fiona asked. "Alpha Izaak was being injected with Napellus," she said. "It's a hallucination plant, and when infused with witchcraft it can cause endless pain to its victims. It's a miracle you can still be sober by morning." "Witchcraft?" Fiona and I asked in disbelief. "Yes," Elder Ellie replied. "So there are witches amongst them?" "Not anymore," Elder Ellie responded. "The witches have been banished a long time ago. When Alpha Izaak's father was just a young alpha."

“Why water? Seems counter intuitive.” I laughed. “It is, but to seal the spell once I get back. I need untainted water.” She nodded as Toya came back with the paper. “Walk us through what ever your doing. So we know what to expect.” I pulled the book into my lap. “I start off by lighting the candles and the paper in the bowl. I add in the sea salt first for earth, purification and grounding. Then I add in angelica for air, and to aid in my vision. Basil comes next, for fire and astral projection. Next is belladonna, for water and an extra boost in energy for my spell and protection.” The girls leaned in and we quickly went through the rest. “Blessed thistle for hex breaking, thyme for good l

“They are the denizens of Hell, blacker than Chernobog's rotting heart. Cherti have a predilection for witches. Witches and cherti have a bruised history between us: we enchant cherti to serve as our familiars - why, I have legions of them. Just look my fine steeds of manservants: Den’, Noch, and Solntse. They are forced to work for us. And they despise us for it. Soon, we begin summoning cherti – you are skilled enough now to command them. But sometimes familiars rebel. You must learn to defend yourself well beyond simple magic.” “That will be quite easy,” Anya said, plopping lavender and witch hazel into her concoction. They perfumed Baba Yaga's hut and the potion bubbled purple a

I asked without turning, eyes fixed on my blurred reflection in the glass. Behind me, Paul rubbed his hands together with this greedy, twitchy excitement, like some hyena catching the scent of fresh blood. “All prepared, Miss Cecilia. The dark witch set up the altar in the basement. Once you finish your part, the ritual can continue. Thank you again for helping me. Silvermoon Pack will fully support you after this.” I let out a soft, amused breath. This idiot… he honestly thought I went through all this trouble just to help him—someone with tainted blood, barely worthy of being called an Alpha.

he added. Walking over to him, I stared at the monitor, afraid of what is about to come, “What does it mean?” Lilith questioned. “The bite marks... When the images were placed over each other, they formed three overlapping circles, it's called the Borromean ring, it means strength in unity, it's a symbol used by a demon alpha, he calls himself Basil,” “Ok— and what does Basil have to do with any of this?” “He leads a pack... They went in hiding when he was captured,” I murmured.

"Where is Rosa?" The witch's eyes rolled back, showing only whites. "The ritual... it's too late... she's already changing..." Colour drained out of Pierce face "What ritual?" But the witch was dead, his neck snapped before he could answer. He fell down immediately, the body of the witches rolled down at stopped at the door of the basement. Without hesitation, Pierce reached out for the basement, kicking the door till it opened. The basement was a cold strange room of candles, mystical symbols carved into the floor and walls, ancient symbols.