Best Witch Fiction Books Novels & Stories

She hugs her child tightly to herself and she wonders what the child would turn out to be, it was not a new thing that witches and wolves mate and have cubs but she knew very little about their offsprings because the children were considered more of an abomination than the wolves among the witches. She wonders if her child whom she soon finds out is a girl will inherit her powers and become a witch or will inherit her father's powers and become a wolf, it also comes to her mind that her child may combine those powers and become something entirely different, something scarcely heard of, an hybrid. Her's would be much more complicated than a simple hybrid because her father is an Alpha and her

But I'm not like the other witches, cuz if it's rare a boy being born in this race, being the daughter of a woman and men from this race it's the rarest case ever. Like I've said, it's a really rare case when someone has four wraths like me. The normal people have, of course, one wrath. The nobles have normally two wraths. The royals and the other races like the witches, the faes, the werewolves+ had three wraths. But four? Well, this is a problem. It's almost like being a living target and a threat to those royals and powerful races. Not that I care. Cuz I couldn't care less about that.

I realize tears are streaming down my face and I wipe them with the sleeve of my shirt. “What did you need these for?” Andrew asks before handing the list to James. I throw my hands up in exasperation. “Because I am part fucking witch and I need to learn how to control my powers, or I am going to blow up the whole fucking pack. But there is only one book about witches, and it is a children’s book, and it is checked out.” James kicks his feet up on the bar, “Which children’s book?” “The Werewolf and the Witch, or something like that.” I mutter.

Guinivere stood to the side of Jameson and winked in my direction as I sat. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I know most of you may be feeling a little jet lagged so we will try to keep this as short as possible," Jameson greeted our guests and continued, "Change is coming. A change for the better. Over thirty-four years ago a prophecy was told of a witch who would carry the blood of numerous supernatural beings. She would be the most powerful siphon of our time and she would be the one to claim the throne of the Celtic Coven and restore it to its former glory. I am pleased to tell you that I have met this witch and she is here with us tonight."

He asked her. "If that were the case, I wouldn't be asking for your help, now would I?" She countered him. "For someone that has lived longer than I have, I thought you of all people would have the best knowledge of what this book may be." "From what you described, it seems more like a Witch's grimoire more than anything. I'm sure one of your other sisters or brothers can help serve you." "By appearance it does, but the power that flickers out from it speaks otherwise." She said. He recalled about the energy the book gave off that she informed him about on the drive to the cabin.

After reading a few pages on the affects this lifestyle had on men, and the tactics used to infiltrate the packs, the text on the wolves ended. She turned the page again to find text on three witch sisters. Witches also piqued her interest, so she read on. The passage began with the introduction of three witches with different talents. The first witch was the eldest sister and specialized in weather charms. She would often be called upon by the king to cast a blizzard or thunderstorm to delay the enemy army or even destroy it.

Brea explained. She read from the book "There are different types of magic and spells, fire magic, water magic, earth magic, air magic and forbidden magic blood magic." "Blood magic is the most powerful of all forces, and the corruption of witches. It is outlawed in the witch's realm but it is the quickest way to unlimited power." She explained. The old library was eerie quiet as she continued "Powerful spells are cast through rituals, and sacrifice. Nothing comes for free. Magic is give and take; these are fundamental knowledge."

As Clara was about to talk, Emrys raised a hand and said, “If you are truly who prophecy says you are, then you have a long way to go, I’m afraid.” She was about to talk again when Emrys was about to raise his hand so instead, she turned her question into a snarl, “Don’t you dare shush me again, Emrys. I mean it.” The pitcher of water beside her clattered to the ground without anyone touching it and spilled water onto the metal floor. Emrys’ gaze went to the pitcher of water and said, “You are a mouthy one, aren’t you? Anyway, you don’t know it but I will tell you. You are the most powerful witch to ever exist in centuries. Evelyn, your mother was supposed to tell you but she got to her befo

I had lived a rather sheltered life. I have come to know though that the world was not just black and white neither were human deeds simply categorized into right or wrong. There are a lot of sick and twisted people out there – people like the grand witch, who figured killing children could be justified. My heart tightened at the thought of this beautiful creature wanting me only for my powers, using me for some sinister agenda, and betraying me.

“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