Coven Characters Novels & Stories

“My coven and I are not like they are, or were. We prefer to live our lives among humans. There are plenty of humans who are agreeable to being used as feeders that there is no reason to force them.” He makes a fist, bringing it up to his heart in a strange show of dedication. “We come to pledge our loyalty, show our respect and commitment to the Guardians of the Realm. We will live by the covenants of the Guardians. We wanted you to know that you have nothing to fear nor any need for concern about my coven. When he is done speaking, he and his coven all take a knee, bowing their heads. I look at Liam, not knowing what to say. He looks just as lost as I am. I step forward, feeling Liam shift

"I've been enslaved to these people for five years. Since Claire died. They're the ones who ordered Blackthorn to kill her. They're the ones who've been pulling strings in the supernatural world for longer than you can imagine." "Who are they?" "They call themselves The Covenant. An organization of ancient supernatural beings who believe they should rule over all others. Vampires, witches, fae, even elder werewolves. They've been manipulating wars, conflicts, power structures for centuries. Always from the shadows. Always untouchable." "And they want me because I'm a Healer Alpha."

I tried to stifle the restlessness that was still coiling in my muscles by curling my legs underneath me. Before she spoke, she looked at me for a long time. "You have questions." I let out a breath. "The Coven of Eclipses. Really, who are they? With me, what do they want?” Varra's mouth pushed shut. They predate even the first Lycans to rule by centuries, even before Kael's rule. They are more than just the wolves' adversaries. They are balance's adversaries. I furrowed my brow. "Balance?"

I won't want her performing a spell that might unalive me by accident. The streets seemed to be devoid of life. The very few people I saw paid me no heed, just going on about their day like I did not matter. They were all dressed in the same manner. They were dressed in the same long gown that had a hood and a crest of which ever coven they belonged to. I liked the covens. It was peaceful and united. Although there were numerous covens, they were all under one barrier, making it a mini nation of some sorts.

Cam shrugs. “Nah, I’m not much one for rules. I’m not interested in secretly planning to take over the world or hoard millions of dollars or whatever it is those old crones do in their secret meetings. I’m happy on my own.” Cam responds, but I can’t help but notice a slightly wistful look on her face. Cam says she doesn’t want to have a Coven, but I suspect she is lonely. Most Witches are close with their families and Covens. Often the two are interchangeable terms. Without one… Well it would be lonely and probably limiting. Although based on her spells that I’ve seen so far I doubt she is that restricted by her lack of help. I make a mental note to remind Harry to learn more about Witch pol

“So, what I’m about to tell you is just fragments of what happened. It’s a bit complicated, but we’re still missing some pieces. We’re hoping we can figure the rest out once you officially join the coven.” She turned so that her body was facing mine. As our eyes locked, I was hit with an odd sensation. Was it déjà vu? “Years ago, our parents had a coven of their own. Covens usually consist of three guys and three girls. There was Ryker and Jude’s father, my father, and then Sterling’s father. Then there was Jude’s mother, Kimberly’s mother, and—” “And mine?” I blurted, unable to help myself. “My mother was a part of the coven.”

Nobody had proven they ever crossed between one realm to another. Now, she was really considering every theory possible. “I know someone who knows dark magic,” Patricia said, gaining everyone’s attention. “There is an underground coven that had been on the wanted list of the Council.” “Where is this underground coven?” # Cohen woke up and saw he was in the middle of a flower field. There was a windmill and a house located not far from his location. Another thing he saw was the person who sat next to him. He quickly got up and looked at her.

Kitty cannot help but to think if her father could be that human, not knowing what his wife truly was. "Oh, no. The danger was not from him. I'm sure any witch or wizard can take care of a lover who intend to hurt them by exposing their secret. It was the Coven. They won't allow it." "The Coven?" Kitty asked. "Yes, the Coven. Think of them like the parliament, deciding together on EVERYTHING in our world. There were thirteen of them, twelve now." Winnie shook her head. "Why? They just allow one of them go missing?" It was very weird to imagine one of the ruling levels of a realm just go missing like that.

"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."

Their coven was one of the largest and most powerful covens. After their parents died in a war between witch and werewolf, Gia and Ginna took over the coven. Gia and Ginna are not only the leaders of the most powerful coven but also create spells and magic. They had written their own magic book. They were masters of the art of magic. Ginna was known for kindness and wisdom. Everyone in the supernatural world loved her for wise and kind heart. On other hand Gia was known for her wicked and cruel ways. She envied her sister . She destroyed many other covens at that time.