Dbz Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Zayn started. "I'm not a witch doctor," she interjected. "I'm a doctor who happens to be a witch." Zayn stood there in silence, looking at her in surprise. He hadn't expected her to speak to him with such assertiveness. He was used to people being intimidated by him and following his orders without question. "I'm not here to be bossed around by you," she said, crossing her arms. "I'm here to help!”

She was right! Zeuck: — Who? The village women are so beautiful! Kataleya: — No! Belton: — Are there witches? Kataleya: — Just a sorceress! The Cataruda. Debon trembling: — And? Kataleya: — She takes over all the men who pass by! Zeuck: — Well, if she's beautiful I wouldn't mind if she took over me and... Kataleya: — Yes, you would care! She would take something from you..

A sick game. "I told you," she whispered, her voice slicing through the air like a blade. She paused, letting the words sink in. "It was your lucky day." Then, with a terrible crack, she wrenched her mouth open even wider—too wide. A monstrous, gaping maw. "No—!" My scream caught in my throat as the witch bit down. Beth’s head tore clean off. Blood sprayed in a horrific arc, splattering across the walls, the floor—my face. Beth’s body twitched once, then went still, her lifeless form dropping to the ground with a sickening thud.

Sabrina grunted, her golden shield flickering under the relentless assault. I lunged forward, slamming the dagger into the orb. A high-pitched scream filled the room as the orb cracked, releasing a shockwave that sent the witch and her creatures reeling. She staggered, her power faltering as Sabrina seized the moment. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a concentrated blast of light that struck the witch head-on. The witch collapsed to her knees, her dark magic fading as Sabrina advanced, her breathing ragged but victorious. Together, we moved towards her with Sabrina binding her with some sort of invisible shackles.

Witches are also affected by the said event but not in the blood lust way but in a sexual one. The following days of the Blood Moon are the signal of the witches' Blessed Ovulation where they will surely produce powerful offsprings possessing nearly perfect magical circuits. It is the time when Hecate, the goddess of magic would generously endow her followers and worshipers with prosperity. Witches would usually procreate with warlocks, wizards, spirits, or anything that they can summon, making Ruby somehow glad that Aleister wasn't present or else they could have done somethings that she will later regret.

PROLOGUE Long ago in the Land of Ramain, witches or anyone who were practicing witchery were being chased down and executed. The law of Ramain forbade the use of spells, witchcrafts and any form of magic to prevent chaos and maintain peace around the land. Witches escaped and isolated themselves in the middle of the woods, where no one could harm them. They also stayed away from one another to live safely. A witch named Sarah, who was separated from her family, lived alone in the dark side of the mountains. Her mother was one of the witches who died during the run and had no idea what happened to her older sisters and to their father.

said Silas. “Witchcraft?” Many were taken aback. “What is this witchcraft you speak of, Senior Silas? Why does it sound so mysterious?” Silas explained, “It is mysterious indeed. This witchcraft was created by combining the Celestial Empire’s Maddox Kodoku spells and Southeast Asia’s Taming Seance. There is a person named Wikkan in Red Moon, and he is a notorious sorcerer from Southeast Asia. He’s the one who controls those test subjects through a Kodoku spell.”

"They don't talk." As she headed out of the room, I raked my fingers through my hair, trying to put it in order. A normal day in the coven. It'd have been abnormal if no one fought. Standing, I took out all the essentials I needed from the potions pot, including some burdock roots, sulfur, and a bottle mercury. I took pains to keep my fingers around the base of the mercury bottle, hoping the element wouldn't make contact with my skin. Mercury was to witches what wolfsbane was to lycans.

Ivan says, emerging from the bathroom dressed similarly to Jack and taking a seat. “Not necessarily.” All eyes turn towards her when Darby speaks. “Go on.” “Think about it. You’d know if you were ported because there’s that dreadful sucking sound and that nasty little pop afterwards—like a vacuum,” she explains, her lips pulled up in revulsion. “It’s detectable,” David states, nodding in agreement. “Correct. And the dark magic witches, at least the ones who are strong enough, usually flicker.” “Which is visibly detectable. You can see when they superimpose themselves on the new location.” Across from her, David scoots forward to the edge of his seat, listening intently.

"Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location," "But it is very unfortunate, since the war one hundred thousand years ago, the eight cube magicians disappeared along with the crystal cube," "With each passing year, the hidden world seems to be weakening, the spirit power generated by the essence tree is starting to thin out, all living things in the hidden world are accustomed to the existence of spirit power, which can help ease their work," "Impossible!" now Aza's voice looks disbelieving, how could there be a world like that, witches, vampires, werewolves, is