Basil Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

“She promised him that he will eventually have a wolf—she will give him a wolf, in exchange for worshipping her.” I could not hide my astonished gasp. “Eliane desired to be bowed before, where creatures will look at her with awe and kneel down upon her presence. The Forest Witch eventually managed to gather a dozen of wolfless ones.” She paused when she noticed the emotion that flashed across my face. “Eliane, like me, is a High Priestess. In fact, she’s the first High Priestess of Stella’s Soul. But she was not a werewolf. Her witchcraft, which originated from another deity, a gift to her bloodline as my predecessors once told me, is the only thing she has—the only thing she can wield.”

The fact that this fucker had been on a first name basis with the Andrew fucker showed me what he was like. “The witch that we apprehended with him is someone that we’ve been searching for the past two years. Bresi Yarrow.” Dahlia pointed to the bitch’s picture on the screen. Bresi Yarrow – hell fucking yes. She had evaded us every time we got close to her. She was a really dark fucking witch that was using her magic to essentially enslave people. They became her puppets while she feasted on their essences, much like Cezar Chavez did.

Next I started with the mixture, i poured water into the silver bowl from a silver cup (chalice) then emptied a bottle of witch hazel in the silver bowl. Next i sprinkled salt, exactly the amount of salt Arkalis sprinkled in his mixture. Then I threw in the leafs of vervain in the silver bowl. I carried each of the wooden dolls and put them inside the silver bowl. I raised my hand just above the silver bowl pouring in my magic, while chanting... "Winds in the north, run through the trees. Three times three, let them see, let them see. Sands of the east, rich soils beneath. Three times three, set them free, set them free.

The witch had done so many enchantments with their blood with some ingredients and herbs like Mandrake root, Mugwort, etc. "Is it going to work? This is the first time we are trying this, it never got this serious," Bryan asked Aiden. "There is always a first time for everything, brother", Aiden smirked, despite the pain and stress he was feeling. "It better work, and we will need to see her again about this, we have never had it get this bad, there were little signs, but this was just too extreme, f*ck", Bryan cursed out angrily, "I really hate this."

“We don’t have witches in the pack. They’re banned. We did have a pack seer who started the ritual of always performing a protection ritual for the harvest. She said the autumn moon was the most dangerous.” “I knew any ceremony performed during a festival wasn’t any good.” Freya blinked a few times. “Is something going on?” “I don’t know. All I know is my friend is a wolf and not a witch. She’s been taking silverleaf and bloodroot tonic. Two terrible mixtures.” “We rarely use those herbs here. I’m not sure what it means,” Freya said, sad she couldn’t offer further help. “That’s okay. Do you know what witches normally do during the autumn festival?”

"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.

The slight rise and fall of her body, the low purr that vibrates through her, and the softness of her fur keep me from stopping the ritual. The witch lays her herb bundle down, taking up a bottle filled with a dark liquid. Standing, she uncaps the bottle and sprinkles the liquid around the circle as her chanting becomes louder. She traces shapes along the edge of the circle, bringing them in and around Erie, and then around me when she gets to my side. The lines cross and connect between me and Erie, flaring a brighter purple when she flings an unknown powder out. Is this really going to work? I’d seen my mother do rituals before, but never anything like this.

This skill has no cooldown. Drawback: Aftershock draws its abilities from the soul of the user itself. And since it cannot be regulated by the user, it is best to keep yourself out of precarious situations. For who knows when its active side will awaken and draw more deeply than it ought to. Basileus (Mastery Level of Proficiency): Descended from a race currently marked, Basileus is s Glow that confirms that you are of their blood. This skill is one that accumulates the knowledge and experience of all the Spiritualists that belonged to this noble race, before they were mostly wiped out. Activating Basileus fills you with this knowledge, and fragments of this knowledge remain, even after acti

The night sky over the Witches’ Domain shimmered with a strange hue, a pulsating silver mist flowing through the air like magic itself was alive. The trees here whispered secrets to one another, and the wind carried more than just the scent of the earth—it carried memories, power, and bloodlines long thought extinguished. Salem, a high witch and cousin to the Queen, stepped out of the twilight portal that opened near the Obsidian Stones—a gateway reserved for the ancient bloodlines. Her long midnight-blue cloak trailed behind her, brushing the moss-covered stones as she descended the forested path toward the sacred hall.