Best Witch Books Fiction Novels & Stories

"But now the lie is over. Now we can finally find the truth about everything." ​"But... how?" I asked, my voice small and trembling. ​"Queen Aurora was a White Witch Queen," Zayn said. He began to explain things I had only heard in scary stories. "White witches are good. They get their power from nature, from the trees, the wind, and the light. Dark witches are different, they use scary and dark, demonic powers. A white witch can turn dark if they choose, but mostly, they stay away from everyone else. They live in secret."

That way, when her mistress needed something, she wouldn’t have to search for it frantically—like she had with Sebastian’s sleepwear the other day, which had earned her a scolding and… Alethea shook her head, refusing to relive that memory. Then, as she began sorting through Shareeza’s books, she furrowed her brows. Something about them struck her as odd. Most were picture books—fairy tales, legends, and folklore. But as she read the titles, she noticed a peculiar pattern. Every single one of them revolved around the same theme: wicked stepmothers. Cinderella. Snow White. Hansel and Gretel. Each of these stories painted stepmothers as cruel and unkind. Why were there no books with different

Her goal was to turn me into one of the best witches in the country. Her job is to teach. Not to mingle. “I’m sorry?”

Hell, I wasn’t even aware if he had already found his bitchy mate! I had to seek the fastest way to become stronger. I was in the library of my aunt's house, digging through books, trying to find something, anything, that could help me fulfill a specific goal. I had been researching magic and witchcraft for weeks now, desperate to learn how someone like myself—a young witch with relatively little experience compared to all these ancient texts on sorcery—could manipulate things around her without needing potions or artificial aids. My hands grazed over hundreds of different books and manuscripts as time dragged by until finally, one book caught my eye: "Knowledge of Witch Souls." It described

He was just a little child when the fairies took his mother away and has strived to keep the pack together. "So there is a fairy without power". Conri repeated what the messanger had told him "Impossible!" The Beta of the wolf pack, Badulf, interrupted "Let him speak Badulf" Conri snapped "I overheard the sister, the fairy mother was going to appoint her youngest daughter as her elder daughter had no power." Boris, the messanger said with so much certainty as he had gone there himself, secretly. "We capture the eldest daughter tonight." Conri stood up and placed his hands on the table.

I stretched the wood pure. She nods and lifts her head." I promise it will be done before dawn Queen." She turns to leave. "Wait." I called out. Slowly she turns around, her eyes wide. "Yes queen?" She murmurs on a terrified breath. "That witch Rue, her cat which has turned into a human, has the book of spells I have been trying to obtain. That smart little fucker has learned a few things from his witch. He has been masking where he's hiding." I speak, my eyes flashing in anger.

“Yeah, it is. But it's not always that easy, sometimes the natural energy of a sorcerer isn't enough nor is it required for certain magical acts and in such cases, sacrifices or or use of magical objects will be used, has to be used.” “But if the ANTI is a book, how come it has magic, shouldn't it be a book of spells?” “The ANTI isn't like any other book, it's magic itself, magic beyond anything anyone has ever seen.” She continued to tell me more about the book and how powerful it was. I listened carefully though I was still almost lost in all of it as it was really overwhelming. Imagine learning more about myself and the supernatural world in such a short period of time. All my life, I had

I pulled her into me and we lost ourselves to each other. ***** It was the most beautiful morning of my life. I was so happy... I had already made the bookings and reservations for a one-month long honeymoon in Australia. I was very excited about this real honeymoon. I would not have believed it just 6 months back that very soon I would be bewitched by a very beautiful, simple, pure and innocent girl. Thank you, God, for that accident on that rainy night, I have been bewitched by an angel since then... The End

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

She tossed the rubbish into a basket at her feet and flipped through a couple of open books curiously. “The Holy Inquisition,” she read the title of one of the works. “Heavy,” she took the book and put it down. - So, what do we have? "The Powers of the Elemental Witches," an entertaining read. She opened it about half way through and ran her eyes over the yellowish sheets. “Pffff, what idiot wrote that? If you read, so the Great Flood is our work.