Best Witch Books Fiction Novels & Stories

“Tell me the whole story.” “Once the bodies have been swapped, there’s no going back. He’ll be trapped in that body forever. Lex probably thinks Alea’s body is more advantageous for hers because no one in the government will know that she’s actually a descendant of the lycan king disguised as an alpha werewolf—plus, Alea’s magical abilities will remain in her body.” “How is that possible?” “Because Alea is a witch. Her power resides in the body; the physical form only carries a fraction of her raw abilities, while the body is the vessel accustomed to all magical activities. This is just theory. Did you get it?”

CHAPTER TWO That night of that day, I sneaked out from bed to find my mother’s book. It was an old book with all the spells, potions and enchantments written and organized by page. I couldn’t sleep last night. My thoughts were battling inside my head. Peace left my chaotic mind. Images of my mother being chased by the royal guards were kept on flashing at the back of my head. She’s old now. It would be hard for her to leave this place and to find another one.

She has a good perceptive, so I’m sure she knows what it means to convey. ‘That’s right. Azure, you cannot surpass me.’ I don’t hate her; she is just somebody when we were in our first year in college. But she grew a spine the following year, when she ran for the position of president, which I don’t mind, only if she did not pull a trick in manipulating the result of the election. She flirted with the regent president to announce her as the winner. I’m not foolish, so I blackmailed them, set the record straight, in return, I will not report their misdeed, and I will keep the evidence with me as long as they don’t wrong me again.

“Everything. You are a witch and you wiped my memories countless times but you couldn't see the truth when it was right in front of you.” “What truth?” She grinned, Wendy was getting to her. She didn't feel like a villainess anymore. “Tomorrow. Edmond arises. I can't wait.” Wendy smirked. “That is not the truth I want to hear.” “Here it comes, I'm a witch.” Wendy said taking a book from the nearest shelf, she said a fire spell and it caught up in flames. “That's not possible.”

A murder case that has to be traced to not the wizard but the witches of the West who are known to be the good witches. What could have the king done? The story remained to lie in the big book that only the doctor himself could read and assimilate its writings. Billy feared if he unfolds the untold he stands a chance of tearing down the heart of the wolf prince, and that Warrd could grow wild to avenge the death of his father and must die and wither in line of the big book of the Witches which Billy himself had kept under his custody. If the truth is told, we can grow they said but not this time, the truth here stands to put things in danger, a rebirth of the war that took place between the

I mumbled to myself. That is accurate. Why can't they have only one or two truly good textbooks instead of publishing three, four, or even more interesting ones? I chose one of them and noticed that it was about a conflict between good and bad fairies, so I promptly returned it. No, I'm not reading five hundred pages of fictional tension and three fairy blatant hunks squabbling for a freaking so usual Disney princess. Give me a werewolf or vampire story with some alpha males on it any day.

I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

and the door was shut close. I move back. "What is going on?" I ask. "Aria, your not ordinary, you have great divine powers gifted from your real parents. You're a witch" she tells me. This is all nonsense. "What is wrong with all of you?" I asked, why? "I'm a witch just like you, see...." She says. A book was floting on the air. "There must me a rope or something" I tell her. She chuckles. I see her grabbing a book, that book, the one that causes my fainting that night.

, I state. The witch looks up at me, feeling slightly uncomfortable as I feel her look through my mind. Not long after, it pushed her out. She glares at me, which releases in me, shrugging my shoulders; she lets out a sigh before disappearing. Scanning the room, I noticed something moving, so I headed towards it; it’s a baby rosy boa, they’re one of the few viviparous, so they give birth and not lay eggs. Gently petting its head as I walk back to the seat, the baby boa curls up around my neck to get the heat that’s coming from my body; the witch comes back with two books. Raising an eyebrow, she passes the books over and then starts explaining. “The first book is about Reda Bahar Phoenix lik

It was a hard spell to do even for a powerful air witch like her, it was a spell that could take away any living needs of your opponent, for a fire witch it'll take away light in your eyes, hence you'll be temporarily blind for the entire battle, a terra witch, the land below you will swallow your opponent whole, a water witch, it'll take away all your water in your body and use it for an attack that will damage you as well, and for air witches like Lilan, it has the most powerful damage because air is needed by the livings more than other elements, it will take away all oxygen in your body and around you it's a definite win if Lilan does it right. Though with immense worry for what damage w