Coven Books Novels & Stories

Caine explained. "You are pretty good at this revenge game," Kiaan said. "Who needs magic when we have you, am I right?" Sammy nodded in agreement. "The spell brought us together, and I'm glad it did," Caine said, giving Sammy a long, meaningful look that made him smile and look away. As the keyboard clattered away, Sammy filled the time by browsing through the comic collection on the bookshelf. Along with the usual suspects, he found a book with two anime guys kissing on the cover.

CHAPTER THREE Cooper’s Cove lay a mile to the east of Dorsal Finn’s harbour. As with other areas in the town, the large cave, accessible only at low tide, had bad folklore attached to it. The place was known locally as Coven Cove, and its association with witchcraft was no secret amongst the older generations. They took delight—especially around Halloween—in scaring kids with talk about the coven of witches who used to frequent the area, one of whom allegedly wrote The Book of Shadows, a grimoire of great power.

“Our mate doesn’t.” “We haven’t even given him the opportunity to know us.” Theia argues. “We haven’t even been around him. Allowed to bond and be close. To mark one another.” “The book.” The thought strikes me like lightning. I pull the book out of my hiding space. Small gold lettering appears on the cover. “The Covenant of the Coven.” I read aloud. I open the book to the cover page and read. “Forsake your selfish endeavors! The covenant shall be made to the Coven, not to oneself!

“But no. I suppose not.” “Well,” Grace sighs. “It really isn’t my place to tell you, but if you are going to rescue her you need to know. What do you know of the covens?” “That there are three,” I respond, proud that I know that much. Grace lets out a sigh of exasperation. She places her knitting on the table beside her and heaves a large book off of the bookshelf in the corner. “Come. Sit,” she says as she sits down at the little kitchen table. Flipping through the book she finds the story that she is looking for. “Read,” she points to the book, and I look at her in disbelief.

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.

How could the Coven not know? So here’s the thing. When regular people think about covens, they think Charmed, The Craft, and The Sanderson Sisters. While not entirely false, it is not entirely true either. The Coven is like a web. There are strands that knot and create more strands. The Coven is vast and knows everything that touched the web. So, if a new coven forms, it is connected to the greater web and therefore linked. We typically let many minor covens be created and allow them to dabble without letting them know of the grand design. If any of them show any promise, we send an emissary out to invite them to be a part of the greater coven. Sometimes, we have to release a coven from

The four of us gathered around the desk. “This is it. I found it in your father’s private library,” Della 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.”

Emma turned around, raised an eyebrow at us and said, “Pisces coven? Would you mind explaining to me?” “The Pisces coven is our counterpart, Emma. It is an all-male coven, and they are completely ruthless. They sell their skills to the one who paid them the best. If they are behind the call, it is because they must know that you belong to our coven. They want you to meet Warren.” Martha answered. I crossed my arms, thoughtful. Emma looked at me and said, “You’re thinking about something, Elizabeth. Would you mind sharing?”

“Then we have Aamon, the deadliest leader of the Lifeblood Coven with his underling, Kyle. The third is Gabriel, leader of the Night Raiders Coven and lastly, we have the Silver-Crest Coven. Apparently, this Coven holds the highest authority and decisions are made there by the elders, but, I’m not so sure now because of what happened 200 years ago.” “Wait,” Harper interrupted her. “You said there are five Covens but you mentioned only four.” “Yes,” Bathilda said. “I must have omitted the “Dark Shadows.” “Why is that?” Harper asked further with a slight frown on her forehead. “No important reason. They are not our problem at the moment.” “Then you shouldn’t have mentioned that there are five

The full list of the Hayle Coven Universe (and recommended reading) is here: The First Plane Trilogy The Planeless Second Seat Ruler The Lychos Cycle Weregirl Revenant Lychos The Helios Oracles Foresight (Sanctuary and Phoenix are pending thanks to spoilers for the Hayle Coven Destinies) The Hayle Coven Destinies The Outcast Steam Union The Brotherhood Lord of the Drach Gateway The Order Dark Brother Blood of the Maji Also, in case you missed it, Sassafras has his own history: