Coven Casting Novels & Stories

My suspension has been temporally lifted, allowing me to pass through. “Invoco elementum terrae. Invoco elemuntum aeris,” I chant another with Evander. “Invoco elemuntum aqua. Invoco elemuntum ignis.” The empty space in the large tree flickers blue. Still holding my hand, Evander and I walk through, emerging into the Covenstead. It’s obvious right away shit is going down tonight. “Our entire coven is pissed about this,” he whispers to me, taking his hand from mine and wrapping it protectively around my shoulders.

The other members of the coven tried to heal it and as they did, their wards came down. With a deafening boom, blasts of vibrant green, blue, and purple light erupted from the crumbling manor house. The force was so powerful that it reduced the coven members to nothing more than a fine dust scattered across the ground. They didn’t even have time to react or raise their hands in defence. Elysande returns, discovering the symbol of the Forest Grove Sisters’ Coven etched into the earth, nearly wiping out her own coven completely. She vows her revenge by hunting them down and wiping them out.

She listed the herbs and the coven got to work picking, cutting, and grinding them. A copper bowl emerged that was only used for special occasions. Moon looked up all the matching spells for the different levels of the spell they had to use. After that, she just asked the secret lovers to come to the kitchen, because she knew if she made it into something complicated they would get suspicious. They weren't stupid. Raven and Maddie stepped into the kitchen together and saw the coven. Omen immediately cast a powerful spell. ‘Stop, ag fanacht ag! (Stop, stay in the dusk), ‘she said fiercely, throwing the crushed magical powder over them.

I consoled, knowing he would know who I was referring to. “I know,” he sighed before shutting me out. I just about caught up with the conversation before us. “We will cast the intro spell and My Lord will appear to finish off the spell. We suspect that the moment Dane and Jarvis feel the reversal, they will have rogues ready to attack, which is where you fine gentlemen come in,” Norlina notified us. “I feel so used,” Chen joked. “It’s for the greater good,” Iris smiled at him. I could see the pull between them, but I’d learnt that the Witches of the Covens didn’t have mates, just like Kree.

However, the focus of a private coven is generally on quality over quantity, with an emphasis on close relationships and individualized instruction. Members of a private coven typically have a deep respect and reverence for nature and the natural world. They may perform their rituals and ceremonies outside, under the light of the moon or stars, or in a specially designated ritual space. This space may be decorated with natural objects such as stones, crystals, or plants, and may be outfitted with an altar or other magical tools.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

“Someone is going to steal it; and we’re gonna steal it from them.” He stopped talking all together, the shock of the revelation sinking in. After mulling it over, he started to grin a little. “Who and when?” He finally asked. “See?! I knew I could count on you!” I beamed at him. “It’s from a Shepard Castile and they’re at somewhere called the Coven of the Black Sanctum. And there’s also someone named Gunter Bosch.” “Hmm…” he mulled it over, biting his lip. “And the timeframe?”

said Brent, in a quiet tone, Letting out a heavy breath, "I understand, but still having more of us walk this planet is not the best or wise choice to make," said Gretchen, "Please let this remain with us, I don't want her to know about it for now," said Gretchen, "Yea," replied Brent. * * * * The elders of the coven sat around a big table covered with scrolls and letters, in a well-lit room, that had engravings and symbols well carved out on the walls.

Now isn’t the time for a baby when I’m on a freaking destiny quest, and Zane is tasked with stopping a dangerous group of supernaturals. Then Zane’s words come back to me. I won’t be able to leave this realm till I give birth. As much as I don’t want to be on lockdown like that, I know it’s needed. This realm can only be entered or left by someone of the coven. The coven members can’t betray the coven. Zane explained it once. There is some type of loyal blood bond that makes it impossible to betray the coven or Death. If you try, you die before you can even get away with it. With a target painted on my back, I have to stay here.

A new message incoming from one of our allied covens. Cas opened it, read quickly, then displayed it for all of us to see. *"Nightshade Coven stands with Lord Castellan. Seven additional covens across North America have pledged warriors. We will not allow the Council to execute one of our own for the crime of building family with wolves. Coordinating response forces now. - Victoria, Nightshade Second-in-Command."* "Your coven," Jeremy said quietly. "They're mobilizing." "Not just mine. Seven other covens." Cas's voice held something I'd rarely heard from him—surprise. "Victoria must have been coordinating this for weeks. Building alliance without telling me."