Beelzebub Witchcraft Novels & Stories

“After a lot of deaths, I approached the ruler of the Domboguru at that time, offered my help introduced myself as a wizard and he turned me away. I decided not to ask for permission to save the people and so I decided to work on it on my own. And while on the case, the power that had caused the misfortune was not of this world and the being behind everything cloaked himself well to escape me.” He twists the image again and now there is a man and a little girl. “To lead me away from discovering the truth, the being released two arch demons from the demon realm, Azazel and Beelzebub. Who wreaked havoc upon the world! And Stopped Beelzebub from destroying this kingdom sending him back to the d

Even if we had enough time—which we don't—there is no longer any possibility of a future between Julian and me. Victor collapsed onto the floor, defeated. I spoke again. "Ancient texts mention one other path: drawing a lot before the ancestral graves. If the ancestors agree, Julian, as the last heir to bear the punishment, could have his curse transferred to his son. "Eighteen years would be enough time for you to find another witch." "But this method severely damages one's soul. Transferring a debt you should repay onto your own descendants will trigger a backlash. As for how severe... I cannot say."

I murmured against Beezebulb’s ear. Beezebulb bellowed and slammed both fists down. The shockwave shattered into the air, sending strong bellows of wind. I rode it, twisting in midair, and drove my knee into Beezebulb’s sternum. Chitin cracked. Enraged, Beezebulb spun, the worse happened when additional five horns appeared on his head, that was the evidence of the black magic he had been practicing. It was genetic mutation. “ You like what you see? “ He beseeched me with a ghastly smile.

“These are spell traces found at both attack sites. Unique, advanced witchcraft spells only high-ranking coven witches would know. These were not random acts of magic.” He tapped on the parchment, which began to glow faintly. “We’ve cross-checked the residue with known witches. This particular sequence matches one used by a witch named Sabean, one of the leaders of the rogue group. She’s the one we recorded during a secret meeting.” He motioned toward the Council’s crystal orb, and the playback bega…faint audio, but clear enough. Sabean’s voice rang out: “If they refuse us a seat, we burn the structure. Let the vampires and wolves kill each other, then we rebuild from the ashes.”

This particular spell could only be used by high priestesses and only a high priestess more powerful than the one that casted the spell could see her or undo it. Elder Lazarus was not a witch, he did not have our blood and he was a full-fledged wolf. I was sure of this so how was this possible?

"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.

My mother announced in whispers "What did you just say?" I and Lisa chorused, finding it hard to believe My mother's words. "All the witches you see on the day they were killed, The Oracle made a spell that created those dead bodies while their real bodies were taken. He's draining them off their powers into his weapon. Clifford said he's making a powerful weapon that could break this world in half and we would stand no chance with our spells" My mother disclosed silently, "So you're saying that my mother's alive, how would you even think I'll believe you" Lisa retorted as she had her eyes glued to my mother.

Surprise engulfed us. “No! That's not true,” Suzaine protested out of disbelief. “Well, you can’t blame her. She did that to defeat this stinky abominable creature—” Vela, Caya’s altered ego, stopped speaking when Beelzebub laughed crazily. “You still can’t understand. You imprison me inside a vacuum with infinite supply of magic and mana. You didn't realize that I can devour everything and add it to my power, did you? Well, let me demonstrate to you the true power of my cursed magic,” Beelzebub mentioned. The excitement in me abruptly vanished and turned into fear again when I realized that Beelzebub can turn the table against Caya if he will absorb all the mana inside her celestial realm.

BEELZEBUB : I see you have not lost any of your strength and speed after all these years brother, you are still as agile as ever RAPHAEL : Do not try to flatter me, you could never measure up to me even when you were still serving the father do you think you have a chance now all because you carry the profane title of demon prince amongst your fellow despondent folks BEELZEBUB : You make too much of yourself, brother RAPHAEL : I’ll say this once, don’t call me brother again, no brother of mine would do what you have done so don’t you dare call me brother again BEELZEBUB : Tch, It is true that you always had the upper hand slightly while we were both in servitude of the Father but that is not

Cole and I said in unison. "How romantic," Zeoling said dryly. "The witch and the wolf, united against evil. It's almost like a fairy tale. Too bad fairy tales rarely end well in real life." He turned toward the door, then paused. "Oh, and Becca? Your mother killed another man last night. That's three husbands dead by witch magic in less than two years. How long before she loses control completely? How long before you do?" He left before I could respond, the door clicking shut behind him with an air of finality.