Candy Witch Book Novels & Stories

It was early in the morning and Isabella was going to the Good Witch's house to help her in the garden. She had a few things to grab and she shoved everything she could into her pink backpack and she even made sure to bring a few pieces of her favorite candy to share with the Good Witch.

Caitlin asked, looking curious. Seeing that she had been caught, the witch made to use a spell but Caitlin caught on quickly and grabbed the book from her coat which the witch held on to tightly and they both dragged the book where Caitlin was determined not to let it go. “You know you can’t win, right?” Caitlin said and the witch looked at her with anger in her eyes. “You don’t know what you are dealing with,” the witch said sternly. “Then help me know,” Caitlin said.

Her pupils are dilated as she looks at me with slightly parted lips. I nearly gasp when I realize the princess isn’t afraid, but aroused. The scent of it fills my nostrils, driving me to the very edge. All I want to do is gather her up in my arms and devour her mouth, taste her sweetness. I can understand Connor’s actions better now. Do all witches taste so sweet? With immense difficulty, I manage to stay put, knowing that the princess is too innocent and inexperienced to even fully understand the reactions of her body. It’s going to kill me to spend the night with her, but what choice do I have?

Handing the book to him I tell him, “From a Witch that resides in a cave up in the mountain range. She tells me that there is a spell in it that will help the Sun Witches take down the Moon Witch.” Sal ran his fingers gently over the leather cover of the book as if he was scared that he may hurt the book within his hands. This book obviously meant something to him and I wondered why he was so infatuated with it. “This book has been missing from our people for decades and I never thought that I would be the one to set eyes on it.” It was at that moment I remember what the Witch in the cave had said. The Sun Witches had been cursed decades ago and I wonder if this was taken from them.

And by preferring to engage in a battle of bruised egos with me, he was playing into my hands and he had no idea about it. A few weeks after I found out the Mayerts had accepted my offer of help and that they were coming here to sign the deal like I wanted, I was fortunate enough to meet a witch here in the pack. She hadn’t been in practice for over a decade but she still commanded a great deal of power, one talk led to another and she assured me she had a way to solve my problems without the need for war. She gave a book passed down from the great witches from her coven, the Book of Impossible Tasks written by the first witch of the North. No supernatural creature had ever been able to pass

Starting from what we are and down to the moment why we ended up here. After that, I didn’t try to take a look at it again, my interest faded when I learned the truth, but not until this morning. After I found it last night inside the same old chest years ago, I decided to open it this morning thinking that Mother would wake up anytime last night while I was scanning her book. “Book of Magic: Your Answers to Everything. 1876.” I uttered as I read the cover. It was fragile and filled with dust and dirt. I did a quick scan and found that some of the pages were crumpled and torn.

She asked after some time as she failed to find the thing-" Did you guys find the book?" I quickly closed the door and walked towards her. I took the book from my selves and handed her over. Her eyes were shocked as she exclaimed in excitement-" is it the book of Elis?" I nodded in yes as I sat beside her and we started looking inside the book. There were so many things that were written in Latin. She started to read slowly translating to me as I sat beside her listening to her. Junnie started translating-" The secret of Witchlands were lies in the soul of one true witch"

Author Godsent Banky ************************************************************* ************************************************************* (The Past, Seven Hundred and Ten Million Years Ago) (IN A HAY HOUSE LOCATED FAR AWAY IN THE WOODS) A young witch about twenty two years old named Cassandra was sitting down on a stool, attended by two maids who were braiding her platinum blonde curly hair and these two maids were also witches. “Cassandra, How are you looking forward to your Coronation as Crown Princess of the Gemini Coven??” One of the maids asked Cassandra warmly while smiling brightly as she was braiding Cassandra’s long brown hair.

“This sucks. I don’t want to stay here all afternoon. How are we going to help anyone from here?” “Don’t you just wish we were like those witches from that British series, you know the one with the school?” Juniper muses. “Then we could just grab our broomsticks and fly to Rosalynd in time to save her." "My dear child, you need to stop reading those trash fantasies," Marigold scolds, shaking her head. "You'll get all the wrong ideas. The woman who wrote them was an absolute loon. Obviously, she has never met a real witch."

Somehow I have magic abilities, and they have turned me into this dark creature of seduction that not even the King of goth can resist. What if it is all real, if I am really a witch ? How crazy would it be if I could make things happen, just like it was described on the wiccan pages. I just can't wait to get to school and show them the new me. This is the start of a new life for me.