Coven Leaders Novels & Stories

“And you know it. Our Covenstead is protected.” “From one vampire, yes, but let’s not be foolish. A mass attack would break through, and there’s no telling what they’d do to us. Protecting the coven is always my first priority, as it should be yours.” Ruth sweeps her hand out at the council members behind her. Their eyes flit from Ruth to Tabatha, and I know they are all struggling with where to put their loyalty. Tabatha is our High Priestess. She knows us on a personal level. She’s helped each and every one of us at some point or another.

he asked. I huffed. He was playing these games, pushing me, and my patience level was at its lowest. “Tell me everything that you know about the black stone coven. Who runs it?” I asked. “Black stone coven, the leader is dead, the son is the new leader… mean, dark, no one really knows what he looks like, takes forms, possesses people,” he said. Takes forms. The one strung like a knife. If that was the case, then I haven’t really seen his face then.

“If we do this, it won’t be as a pretty symbol of unity for them to parade. It’ll be because we want it. Because when I picture nights in that council hall, I need you there to roll your eyes when Voran starts quoting laws from three centuries ago.” “Someone has to keep you from stabbing the table,” she said. “I don’t stab tables,” he said. “I glare at them until other people get the point.” “You glower,” she corrected automatically. Then, more seriously, “If we bond, though…what does that actually look like? For them. For us.” He leaned back on his hands, considering. “Best case,” he said. “We shape what co‑leadership means instead of inheriting the old mess. Blackmoon leads its lands. Nigh

I ask them. “We are the white witches of spiritual moon coven and other white witches covens, who have, left their covens to live on our own between the mortals before the attack and those who survived the attack and hide between the humans to protect ourselves from the vampires. My name is Dave, and I am the current leader of all of them, well for now,” one of them said to us. “We are here to help you and take revenge on the people who have killed our loved ones,” another one said to me.

They would keep both of us farther from each other and watch as we both saw each other being battered. Then one day, their leader, the same man I recognised from the day we were ambushed, came. I came to know his name was Leo. He was the leader of the entire coven. He sat on a seat in between the both of us as the others stood at the back, waiting for his command. He turned to face Adrian. I couldn't even recognize him again. He had been beaten so badly and starved that he looked like a shadow of his former self, "The runaway mouse has come back to eat his cheese!" He said with gestures which made his people laugh.

Imeela greeted them. There were assessing looks behind the polite greetings. Luckily, her parents had detailed records of all the covens that they were responsible for before they died. This coven was known for walking the tightrope of the law. So, they were automatically placed in the ‘Need to watch carefully’ category of covens. We introduced Crenshaw and Amelia. I was right that the additional five were in leadership. Once introductions were out of the way, refreshments were brought in. Hope had come to us, volunteering to help with refreshments. That woman was tough as nails and would stand up against anyone no matter who or what they were. Fuck being made of steel. She was made of diamo

I’d say it’s a win-win situation, but my parents have no idea why I’m truly going to the academy. I don’t want to tell them about my rogue missions. I trust my parents. I’ve never hidden anything from them before, but I want to do this on my own. I need to prove myself to the coven and to myself most of all. My parents and the coven believe in me to do everything I’m supposed to do, but sometimes I fear I’ll fuck up. My parents and my entire family are respected and loved by the coven. My grandparents, Blaine and Zara, were the first leaders that no one wanted to see retire. My Aunt Blair and Uncle Cade are now leading the coven. They are also loved leaders, even if they have some major issu

“He had that demeanor about him.” “He seemed like an alpha,” she says. “Yeah, it’s similar,” I say. “Coven leaders can’t compel obedience just by speaking the way an alpha can, but they rule by fear. You saw how the others bent to whatever he told them.” “What did he mean when he said we needed to make tribute?” she asks. “I’ve never heard of that before,” I admit. “I have no idea what it means. Probably just that he wanted us to do something for him, to prove our loyalty in some way.”

I connected the dots, these people were here to check if I were the right choice to be their coven leader, and if they thought I was right, the coven would move here. I inhaled a breath and maintained my posture, "The past has not been kind to any of us. I understand the reason for your doubts but this coven is my family, and I would do anything to keep everyone safe. I might need some time to learn, and I will not stop until I know everything about magic and spells, but I would like to confirm something as well, do I have your support?" The woman exchanged a look with the older man and woman before giving me a nod in response, "You have all our support, Luna. We believe you'll be a great le

He nodded, “Until we get to the coven, anyway.” I poured myself a cup of coffee and grabbed a banana muffin that was cooling on the counter. “So, what will happen when we get there exactly, do they even know I am coming?” I asked Omen before taking a bite of my muffin. “They have been made aware, I will introduce you to the leaders of the covens that are under you, and we will plan your coronation.” “Covens? I thought my mother was Queen of one coven?” “She is, but the coven has others under their control. Our coven is one of the strongest in the world, so other covens have pledged allegiance to us and see us as their ruler, and in return we offer them protection when they need it. “