Coven Casting Novels & Stories

The rogue turned towards Callan and Beta Jack, a tired look creeping into his eyes. Beta Jack chimed in. “I know where that it is. The coven located there is an old coven – one of the oldest in the U.S. It is also considered one of the most malevolent covens in the entire world. It would not surprise me at all if the witches in that coven were behind this.” I could feel Callan tense next to me as he spoke. “If they are involved, then this just got extremely dangerous. That is probably why Sarah’s spell around the pack lands wasn’t quite as effective. It wasn’t powerful enough to immediately overcome the spell put on the rogue.”

I muttered, and he suddenly held onto my body. “Don’t be sorry, Cat, it wasn’t your fault, and I am sure she is happy that you’re the one who gained her heart, our Luna’s heart.” He whispered to my ears as I begin to cry in his arms. When the night came, Elm need more time to recuperate, we decided to leave him in the hotel, while Zahra, Ash, and Monarda accompany us to Sergei Coven. Acacia and her mate, Dianthus, were already waiting at the front door. The coven is a Victorian gothic-style mansion with old and new characteristics. We enter the mansion and get escorted into the basement. I was a bit surprised to see the basement is more modern than the mansion itself.

“It was not your fault, Dad. Tahlia was clever. She hid it behind layers of tradition and familiarity. Tell me about this magic. Kaelen says it was not hers alone.” Dakota led her over to the table, pointing to a series of symbols etched into the corner of the blackened parchment. “These are not wolf markings, Rebel. They are from the Coven of the Pale Moon, a group of witches and warlocks who were exiled centuries ago for practicing blood manipulation. They believe that magic should only belong to those of pure blood. They hate the idea of a hybrid, especially one who sits on a throne of this magnitude. My own people, the warlocks who stayed loyal to the crown, have been tracking their move

“Well, less than a couple hours you hear of this ex after being there for weeks and suddenly she shows up? I’m not buying it. I bet she has people on the inside or something. It sounds like she’s trying to sabotage your relationship. I mean, I’m not his biggest fan and I definitely don’t agree with how he handled things, but something is off with this. It sounds like he took a big risk taking you to his – what did you call it again?” “Coven,” I respond. “Right. Like what witches have except they’re vampires?” I nod. “Yeah. So he brought you to his coven knowing the risks, trying to keep you safe. Then she shows up claiming this blood oath. He doesn’t initially want to allow her in until that

he added and I felt my heart break. "Don't worry about that fucking mate bond either. I wasn't lying to that shit, Stuart. Part of the deal with the Coven is that they take your mark off." he said. "They are lying. There is no way to undo a mark. It takes too much magic." Mom spat.

I was never expecting her to be cordial but she behaved very well. She then started to gist me about Helen’s mom. “I have nothing against you; you are young, intelligent, beautiful, and every man’s dream. To crown it all, you are well behaved. You and my son, Smith would have made a perfect couple but it cannot be. Long ago, when we were young, Helen’s mom and I became close friends. We were inseparable, call us 5 and 6. We decided to make a covenant that if we deliver, our firstborn will marry each other. If they are different sexes but if the same sex, then they would be friends like us. We vowed never to break this covenant. We both kept on nurturing the idea until we married. Fortunately

Leonard replied, " everyone in the pack longs for a run but we can't go out, for now, the town is not safe due to the clash among the parties. Their wolves are getting restless and I can feel it in the mind link" Leonard felt exhausted, ever since he had been chosen as the alpha of the pack, he hadn't rested, thanks to his mum and his subordinates, he would have gone under. The loss of their father hit them hard, they were just picking the pieces up. His mum could have left after her mate but the thought of her twin boys kept her sane. Leonard Cohen was a young boy of seventeen, same with his twin brother Lane. They were identical but their difference was in their eye color. Leonard was blue

I recognise Rosaline’s hand in the chronicles and there are several entries by all three of them. Covens used to keep a book of their spells, past magic, all of their knowledge and experiences in one place. It was typically referred to as a Book Of Shadows in most covens, that is what the Witch Chronicles are, but on a much larger and more inclusive scale. I read a passage added before the original first page which detailed the disbanding of the covens and the lengths they went to in order to hide their magic and know how from the rebellion. The latter half of the chronicles is made up of torn out and rebound pages from the Book of Shadows’ of at least a dozen covens, making the tome one col

I sob angrily in my head. “You are a descendant from an ancient coven of witches. Most of these witches were mated to a different species. Some to humans and casters. Others to shifters like werewolves, dragons, bears and big cats. While others to demons, vampires and fae. This coven embraces the mate bond the same way that we do. It is sacred and special. Most covens stick to their own kind and the magic has faded over time for them. The Rift came to you as the heir of both the Black Claw Pack and The Crystal Moon Coven.”

Angel asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. If ever there was a more glaring example of why I didn’t want to be a full time Shadow this was it. I was no strategist and I certainly was a lover, not a fighter. But my family has been threatened, my friends. I am the High Priest of the Castellanos coven, and hundreds are looking to me for action. The very existence of a coven is secretive by nature. No one is usually just easily let in and if you are it is a long time before you are really privy to its inner workings.