Demon Witch Novels & Stories

Anything! Her talent was not only the witchery, she learnt in her childhood also it was not even using any sort of magic to cure the people. Her real talent was to portray lies so realistically that the other person had to give in to her wishes, she knew how to toy minds well. To get what she wanted, she had to become someone she was not in the vision of the world. Even though it was a witch or... just a sinful liar who could toy minds.' Who cares? Right?

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

The witches continued to shout their chant, their power strengthened with their success. Baltabek sent a blast toward them, but Rhychard blocked it and hurled the power at the demon's feet, the ground exploding and shoving Baltabek up and backward into the air. The other Warriors quickly pressed their attack while the demon lay on the ground. Kayla let out a wail, slicing the air, and dropped to her knees. The demon inside of her wasn't so easily taken, however. With clenched fists, he shoved his power at the witches, doing his best to stop their chanting.

"We came as soon as we sensed the demonic manifestation." "Who are you?" Lucian demanded. "High Priestess Morgana of the Eastern Coven. And you, Lucian Drăculești, have broken the Treaty of Shadows. No demon manifestations in neutral territory. That was the agreement." "I don't answer to witches." "You do when you summon demons in our territory." Morgana raised her hands, and the other witches formed a circle around the demon. "Sisters, contain it." They began chanting in a language older than Latin. The demon shrieked and thrashed, but magical chains formed around it, pulling it down, binding it.

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.

Esmer shook her head, “I couldn’t ever know what it is! A demonic creature with an aura of his own. Ho- How is it even possible?!” The difference between demons and witches is that demons' life force is death-like dark while witches are brimming with light. Demons crave to achieve their aura and absorb it into their bodies. They go stronger as much as they absorb it but it is also their only weakness. If they consume too much of it their bodies will burst. One example of it was his tentacle in the hut. But... what if this creature who is both death and has a life of his own, is born?

"Okay, now you’re scaring me. What going on?" "How much do you believe in the supernatural?" I asked bluntly. Sam blinked. "Like ghosts and stuff? I mean, I've always thought Crestfall was creepy enough that something weird had to be going on. Why?" Becca leaned forward. "Sam, I need you to listen very carefully and try not to freak out. I'm a witch, Cole is a werewolf, and I accidentally opened a door to hell last night at the party. Now there's a demon of hatred posing as our English teacher who wants to bring more demons through that door and turn Crestfall into some kind of hellscape."

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

I wiped my tears and looked at her. “Do you…believe in hell, Mom?” I asked. Her brows furrowed. “Yes? I really didn’t know Majesty but the bible says that it exist for the bad people who commit sins when they were alive,” she said. “They become a demon, Mom?” She was now confused on my questions but I really have to ask it. “No…they are being punished by the Demons, Majesty.” “Then where did the Demons came from?”

--------- QUEEN SEVINA is a witch and an immortal. She has been ruling over the entirety of Vire, the most powerful and biggest kingdom in the expanse of EARTHORIA. The whole kingdom of Vire has been acknowledging Queen Sevina for so long now as the most royalty among royalties. She is their leader of leaders; the queen of all kings. Many feared her for her unbridled power as a witch and the fact that she could diminish any size of enemies with just a snap of her hand. In simplest words, she has always been invincible. But until today, her power and her greatness have been challenged by a certain news that was dropped on her this morning. And that was more than enough to make her restless an