Basil Witchcraft Novels & Stories

“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

she answered. I heard a low throaty growl. I didn’t think I would ever react to it in such an animalistic manner, but the human in me has taken a back seat. I didn’t care about my rules and beliefs at that point. All I could see was red. Rage. Fury. Revenge. “I know they are using witchcraft, but it isn’t normal witchcraft, Aaron. It is something way more powerful than we thought it would be, and I know whom they must be using,” she added.

Lidia snapped her fingers and the candles lit. "Once we are inside the circle, it can not be broken until Abigail's spirit has left." Lidia warned us. To Leith, she said. "You know you won't be able to touch her." Leith clenched his jaw and nodded his head. Leo and I followed suit. The sisters stepped inside the circle and stood in front of the altar, joining their hands. A white light formed above them. The sisters looked at us again, then closed their eyes and began to chant. "Sisters to sister and witch to witch. We summing thee in our hour of need. Come to us through time and space. Join us in this devine space."

"Yes. A witch's garden. Every witch has a collection of some plants such as henbane used to induce sleep or even death, mugwort used for relief in journeys, mints for inducing wellness, rosemary for love spells and protection, lavender for enhancing fertility and clarity, nightshades, chicory, eggplants, burdock and many others for various purposes." "Whey, my boyhood friend, you could as well be a witch! How come you know all these?" wondered Okech. "Like I told you, it was all my granny's effort. Being a witch is not a choice, it follows one's bloodline. I'm even wondering how your aunt became a witch when I suppose it's not in your bloodline." "Baba revealed to us yesterday that our grand

“How’d you do it?” “A magician never tells his, or her, secrets.” I snicker. It was actually funny watching his curious reaction. I understand that magic and things that appear like magic probably aren’t that common here, especially by a woman. Everyone would just think she’s a Witch and execute them. “Actually, I’m curious about something.” I state as both boys watch me closely, patiently waiting for me to ask. “You’ve mentioned that Witches are executed. Was there an actual reason for that?” “Most Witches used their powers to try and overthrow the late King, so to prevent him and his son from being assassinated he ordered all witches executed. In hindsight it was not his best moment on the

But screw it all, she could devise another plan for the battle that was yet to come. The Basilisk was a deadly beast sealed in the pits of the Nether World. According to the archaic history of the Ambivalent World, the council of the first Trilateral Court used their lives to seal the Basilisk. But Levi was the only Halfling who was able to summon the Basilisk as a familiar. Because of this, the Trilateral Court had a hard time bringing down the nobles of the Malevolent World so they sought the aid of the Benevolent World – forming a secret alliance behind closed doors. Yet now, the angels under the command of the guardian angels and even the guardian angels themselves were having being push

A cruel smile spread across her face. “Today is your lucky day,” she purred, dragging a long, yellowed nail down my jawline. “I don’t feel like eating you… But your friend—” her gaze flicked toward Beth, who was frozen in horror at the foot of the basement stairs, “—she’s definitely on my menu tonight.” My eyes widened. “No! Please!” I begged. The witch only laughed, a bone-chilling cackle that echoed off the stone walls. And then—she vanished, her form melting into the darkness like smoke.

I replied firmly, keeping my gaze fixed on Aaron and Callie, who were watching me closely. "What were your motivations for such criminal actions?" the wolf asked, stepping closer with narrowed eyes, his imposing presence filling the room. "To fulfill my duty as a priestess, as ordered by the ancestors and by Hecate, our Goddess of witchcraft, magic, night, the moon, and spirits," I explained, my voice clear and resolute. I noticed that my words caught Callie’s attention; she lifted her chin slightly, focusing on me. "My methods may not have been the most correct, but my intentions were genuine. Rigan is the one chosen by our Goddess to guide us through what is to come!"

"She forgot. Something more important must have come up, something more important than meeting me." – Beta Bill. ==JANET’S POV== Motina, my house, in my room, right beside my nerdy mate, Beta Bill. We had been researching together. "The first principle of using witchcraft is balance. Anything can be achieved if a worthy price is paid." I read aloud the sentence Bill had translated in front of me. "I think we’ll need about another week to translate all of this..."

The woman looked unamused with the situation as she walked around the room placing the baby into a bassinette. “But the witch I spoke to said we could!” “Look Cecilia, witches will tell you anything you wish to hear just so long as they are paid. I am not an ordinary witch. Your sister came to me for my help because I am the high priestess. I am the only one able to perform such a spell. A spell of such magnitude requires a lot of power. Power that no one other than I possess.”