Cajun Witches Novels & Stories

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

he said . THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW. it as already dark and just as Destin had instructed Alisa and Virginia arranged 5 virgins whom are to carrying out the cleansing .the 3 witches were dressed on white while the 2 wizards were on black ,they all stood in front of the large crowd of coven members . " et lustop calup vuldra zampalo numbritus caslo " Destin chanted while holding onto a bowl . the candle around them suddenly went off then on again ,

She was young, mixed, with very strong makeup, gray eyes, dreadlocks and tied a capulana. — We will give a great reward. Nacula: — Many of us who went to those islands never returned! Neither the witches nor the pirates who followed them. Igor: — Why? Jafana: — Our powers are strong, but not to the beyond! We are more seers than sorcerers… Go to Kayndra Island. Igor: — Why Kayndra Island? Àgata interjected: —For unknown reasons, the witches on Kayndra Island have stronger vibrations, capable of unraveling the mystery.

They hurried to finish their food then went back to looking for books on the witches of the old religion. They spent the reminder of the day reading books of the witches of the old religion, just as they were about to give up Zande exclaimed standing up with the book in his hand. “I found it!” Xavier dropped the book he was holding and rushed to him. “Look here, it says the witches from the old religion are from Louisiana.” Said Zande with excitement. “Yes, that is progress but it does not mean we will find one there, they might have left after one of their own was executed.” Xavier said walking back to his table.

Since the situation had finalized, it was not good to drive Coco away. Ivanka hoped Rosie could be extra cautious with her. “As I mentioned earlier, I’m not smoking without fire by saying Coco is different in the way she does things compared to others. I’ve investigated her and realized that she belongs to the witchery tribe. The witches are good at using poisonous worms to their advantage… Even newborns have to be immersed in a jar filled with poisonous snakes and scorpions for three days and three nights.”

We know how to work together, and we know the enemy. Going with Kanati and starting at the site where Kayla was taken were Jared, Summer, Rowen, Arya, Liam, Zak, Brandon, and Corinda. They’d be joined by Citra’s counterpart, Hawk—the High Priest of the Mother Coven—who was a huge asset in the last war. He’s bringing three other Mother witches and two Crone witches. Yeah, Crone witches fighting Crone witches sounds weird, but the Riding Hoods don’t represent the true Crone teachings. Many Crone-aligned witches want them gone—they’re a stain.

Even without his wolf, Jayden was strong enough to crush me if I pushed too hard. Vanessa was silent for a moment, her mind working. "Let me ask you this—was Catriona taken first?" she asked sharply. Jayden nodded. Vanessa’s eyes narrowed. "Then I’ll tell you something you clearly don’t know. Those people—they're witches, Jayden. Immortal witches. They abducted Catriona because they saw something extraordinary in her—something they believe can cure their Queen." Jayden furrowed his brows. "You know them?" "Knowing them isn’t important right now," she replied. "What matters is we act—quickly. We’re running out of time."

They kept shaking their heads in confusion. Alexi had returned and she had a pair of jeans that were under Jeremy's bed that had been worn and not washed. Alexi walked over to the witches and handed them the Jeans. The witches each put their hands on their jeans and started to chant. There was a beautiful blue aura that hovered over them. The witches looked even more confused. Whatever that was in this bed, it wasn't Jeremy, or they stole his soul and left no soul residue after death.

Guess it isn’t every day that they have guests from other packs over for dinner. “Theo, Brooke, these are my sisters,” Jax says nonchalantly, tossing a thumb in their direction and naming them off in order. “Jade, Jenna, and Juliet.” “I totally see the resemblance,” Juliet marvels, her eyes flickering between Theo and I. “Jaxy, how the hell did you miss that?”

Poppy answered and again, I wondered how Lamech could be the leader. “Then, how come all of you are here and were part of the Black clan?” That question had bugged me for the better part of the day since I met them. "Your father. Your father is the reason why we are all here,” Jennifer answered. She had a sweet melodious voice and from what I had learnt of witches so far from a book that Darius gave me, she must be a sound witch. Sound witches worked like sirens. Luring prey by their voices. Also, their magic was voice based and that was why they never spoke much for fear of spelling others unknowingly or for the fear of their voices being bewitched.