Book Coven Novels & Stories

The next day, Caitlin and Kathryn went back to Creeksville on their mother’s order to find the girl’s family and see what the people are up to and while Kathryn won’t stop talking, Caitlin’s mind drifted back to the two priests she saw yesterday and what she overheard. The priest, Aiden, had referred to them as demons taking the form of humans and he had said they will be responsible for the end of the world. It was not as if it has never crossed her mind about the dangers lurking because of the other Covens, especially the Lifeblood Coven that is ruled by Aamon. At least, he was the reason for the different Covens they have now after the death of Lady Renee, the human wife of Lord Dante. Bu

"Sorry but I have to go girls, I got something to do." "Alright ." I said while Jane blew a kiss as his Cam went off leaving us alone still talking. "So what are you going to be doing the rest of the day ?" Jane asked . "Well I have a Coven meeting to attend by six and that is all." I replied still trying to think about what else I had to do in my so boring life. "Coven ?" Jane grimaced . "That sounds spooky." "I know right." I said smiling . "Well it is where I learnt to do this ." I said levitating the book close to my head without touching it , It dropped as a knock came on my door.

Behind them, the city of Nova Luna glowed in the darkness, a beacon of defiance and hope in the center of the wasteland. The Covenant was sealed. Long live the Queen. [END OF BOOK ONE]

he said. "Yes," Dravon said. Outside the window the settlement was alive and loud and building itself into something new under a sky that didn't know what was coming for it. Inside the room two people who had already survived one war stood in the morning light and decided, without drama and without ceremony, that they were going to be ready for the next one. They went to find Elaryn. END OF BOOK ONE Aldric & Dravon will return.

It was old school, real magic, from achient times. Moon took the old book from the sideboard. Yellowed pages and beautifully written words graced the B.O.S, the Book Of Shadows, that had been in her family's possession for many years. It was from Maddie's distant ancestors. Moon hardly ever used that book, only in emergencies. Yet she read it regularly to keep up her wisdom. Moon knew where to find the spell and was already halfway through the book when she came across the page she needed. She listed the herbs and the coven got to work picking, cutting, and grinding them.

“This one is about ghosts. I also pulled a few about white covens.” “You’re a grey coven?” “I’m a gray witch in a dark coven.” She corrected. “The Coven of Light, which I think is the one your girl belongs to, practices in accordance to the sun. Beginnings in the growing light. Endings in the fading light.” “I am Coven of Dark. We are ruled by the night. We thrive in the darkness of the new moon. Every twenty-eight days, the gods sleep. We are watched by none. Guided only by the Rede.”

Back at the castle, Elias was waiting. He had books scattered across the great hall. “What happened?” I asked. He looked terrified. “The archives changed.” I sighed. “Changed?” He pointed at the shelves. “Look.” I walked closer. The books were rearranging themselves. One by one. Titles appeared in silver letters. AURELIS. MOON COVENANT. NORTHERN CROWN. Then one final book slid from the shelf. It fell directly at my feet. I picked it up. There was no title. Only a crown. I opened it. The first page contained a single sentence. The covenant was created for one purpose. I turned the page.

The four of us gathered around the desk. “This is it. I found it in your father’s private library,” Elise said. She set the book down with care, as if presenting an artifact to a council. She turned the yellowed, brittle pages until she found the passage she wanted. Her finger paused near the middle; the ink was faded but still legible. "There was one coven once. Six witches led it, the strongest of their kind, and they kept the whole craft in balance. Originally, the coven and the packs shared no bad blood. We coexisted harmoniously for years.”

“All I see is a blank page. I think only you can see the writing because of your mother’s blood.” Bree lovingly caressed the pages. Without Grayson, she wouldn’t have found the secret lying in between the pages of the book only she could see. But how in the world is she going to read them? Oh, mom. Help me find the words. “There’s a coven residing in town. I can introduce you if you want. Maybe one of them can help you tap into your bloodline and uncover any hidden gifts.” And there it was. Help just landed in her lap.

Coven House was dark and cold inside, with only red lights burning everywhere as if fires were lit in the middle of every room. The air was thick, hot, and stank of blood, clinging to everything like a mist. It wasn't something that could be wiped away by water – the scent remained even though someone bathed after. It was so strong one could almost taste it when they breathed. This coven was the stronghold of the Dark Shadow Coven, which, like the Gravefur Pack, was based on the East Coast.