Creepy Witches Novels & Stories

It’s good that he understands the importance of keeping any word of the Sect working with the witches quiet. Witches are a nasty fucking breed of monster. The good ones among them are very few, while the evil ones are everywhere; evil, vile, and seek the destruction of all. Thank the goddesses they are truly rare, and that they cannot reproduce like others do. “Alright,” I say. “My turn,” Brody says with a strange little smile on his face. “I have interesting news, I suppose.” I round on him. “Which is?” "Carmen's blood," Brody says

The stronger hatred the more power her witch will have over Amber's body. There were three houses of witches. The Crone, the Hag and the Witch. The crone was for the crowned ones, the one who leads and Amber was one of them. The crone was rare. It was said that it takes a millennium for a crone to be born. There was madness in her bloodline. Amber was one of the leaders also known as The Untouchables. That was the main reason that in fight or flight mode it was the witch in her that came forward more fiercely than her fey or lycan.

In the middle age of vampire eras,the old vampires had this strong hatred for witches so when they get the chance to catch any,they torture them to the extent that they can't even chant their own spells anymore. The early men forced three dark witches to cast the spell called Sapientdreams in Crege which makes it possible for the place to remain dark and different from the other world,and soundproofed. The spell was so powerful that Crege had remained the same without any barrier to it,it maintained the dark nature and soundproofed. Sapientdreams was one kind of a spell that when casted,lives go in for it and those three dark witches weren't spared as they all paid with their lives.

After much consideration, Jasper exhaled deeply and stood up . "Take me to them" he grunted and Ethan nodded and led the way. * The witches, known as the special supernatural beings, stood in the big hall with their Queen in front of them. They were known as sisters of the moon, and were usually dressed in a black garment with it's hoodie over their heads. Just eleven of them were present there at Jasper's pack, with their Queen - Liquorose - in front of them. And her assistant - Nika - beside her.

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

The witches' presence was palpable. Reaching the summit, they found themselves in an eerie glen bathed in an unnatural, pulsating light. The witches, cloaked in black form fitting outfits, emerged from the darkness. Their eyes glowed with malevolence as they chanted incantations that sent shivers down their spines. The air was charged with tension as they cautiously advanced through the dense foliage, their weapons at the ready. Kollie moved with the grace of a seasoned warrior, her eyes fixed on the magical women and men ahead.

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.