Cleansing Witchcraft Novels & Stories

As they applied they massaged her body and then massaged her head with some rare oils. According to their belief, rose petals, milk, sandalwood, and turmeric will remove the impurities from their bodies. And when a person is pure the great witch can get them to receive the blessings of the heavenly gods. And for some reason, this was only for women not for men. No one knew the reason for it.

" Your sons keep saying the same thing but i don't understand it." Amy turns to face him. "We are elemental witches. Our powers come from the elements around us. It is essential for us to establish a bond with our surrounding nature, otherwise we will not be as strong. I guess, if you trusted us with your secret, we can trust you with ours..." she said, kind of shyly. Witches... More witches... The Alpha is not going to like it at all.

Gwendolyn shrugged and said, “If Evelyn had prepared you, no mentoring would be needed.” They got to the final group and Genevieve said, “This group is different in the sense that they combine two energies together. One helps to balance the other.” The group was putting on black on black but a white symbol of a huge cross was etched in the chest of their clothes. “What energies?” Clara asked. “These are the siphoners and the darklings. The siphoners siphons magic, venom and the likes while the darklings use dark arts. However, the siphoners are there to make sure the dark arts are not corrupting the souls of the darklings. Your mentors will be Ethan Vanderbilt and Layla Hendrix.” Clara nodde

I understood now why my grandmother had been afraid. A forced dissolution did not simply sever the bond. It severed the witch's capacity to hold one. The part of you that had opened, that had recognized, that had said yes before your mind had any say in the matter—that part did not survive the rite intact. My grandmother had written it plainly, in the careful hand of a woman who believed that careless letters led to careless understanding. The rite does not distinguish. It simply cuts. What remains functions. What remains is whole in every measurable sense. But something is missing from it, the way a room is missing something when the windows have been sealed for too long. You forget, eventu

She then set the herb bundle alight too, letting it smoulder for a minute before she blew the flames out. The brunette slowly started to walk around the tree, wafting the sage around, reciting a purification spell as she did so “Smoke of Sage , purify and cleanse this tree of any and all bad energies”. Sage scented smoke curled around the tree and where it landed on the blood stains, they glowed briefly and then vanished. Lena buried the sage at the base, blew out the candles and popped them into her bag. She shouldered it and walked away from the former crime scene.

A bunch of articles came up but it wasn't giving me what I really wanted. So I typed in ‘Light witches’ instead. ‘Light witches practice white magic. White magic refers to the use of supernatural powers or magic for selfless purposes. Many of these people claimed to have the ability to do such things because of knowledge or power that was passed on to them through hereditary lines, or by some event later in their lives. White magic was practiced through healing, blessing, charms, incantations, prayers, and songs. White magic is the benevolent counterpart of malicious black magic.’

She uses sorcery and does all type of unclean things around the pack. Their pack needs to be cleaned thoroughly because it was believed that witch and sorcery attracts more people into the dirt so there is immediate need for cleansing in the blue hill pack. Most especially in their abode because she was in charge and head of maids, and it is heard that many of them will have one or two thing on them that is unclean. To make the job easier, that morning, we all journeyed down to the blue hill pack and declare a total sanctification. Same method was used on every members only because they don’t have the statue, they just have to swear by the name of their predecessor Alpha Diamond and Luna Rai

Not even one as powerful as the Nascent Soul Realm could prevent one's mind from being corrupted. Xiao Chen could see that the wound was still fresh; the scholar must have only been infected recently. He channeled his powers and performed the Cleansing Spell of the Most Pristine—a sorcery of purification from the disciplines of the Mystic Cyan Sect—injecting his powers into the meridian points of the infirm man. Little lights sparkled on each meridian points of the man where Xiao Chen had administered his sorcery, glimmering brightly like little stars.

Something sharper—ozone and old spells, like the air before a summer strike when the sky hasn’t decided whether to break yet. Autumn set it carefully on the stone altar in her ritual room, hands steady only because she forced them to be. The pendants lay beside it, positioned with deliberate symmetry: the newer flame-bright one to her right, the older dagger-bound pendant to her left. They hummed softly, out of sync, like two hearts that had never learned to beat together. She had bathed before coming here. Saltwater, cold enough to sting. She’d scrubbed until her skin burned, murmuring the old words her grandmother used to insist on during full moons—to cleanse what clings, to quiet what li

The moment Hylda came into the picture and put Sadie to death the tradition had died with her. The witch's quarters looked old and worn down from years of neglect. Sadie was long gone by the time she had even been permitted to enter the pack house but she'd heard from the older generations what it used to be like. The walls apparently had a glow to them from the amount of magick in the room. There was rumored to be a large crystal sat in a well, center of the room where the users would replenish themselves. Foliage decorated the room making it look like a green house with work stations set up. Large wooden work tables covered in rare ingredients and spells books from past generations lay on