Divination Witch Novels & Stories

when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire." He stands walking to his book shelf and pulling out a very large book. When he opened it he looked at it funny then began to pat his chest and look in drawers. "ehem" I fake cleared my throat "on your head?" he reached up and pulled a pair of bifocals from his hair,

I replied firmly, keeping my gaze fixed on Aaron and Callie, who were watching me closely. "What were your motivations for such criminal actions?" the wolf asked, stepping closer with narrowed eyes, his imposing presence filling the room. "To fulfill my duty as a priestess, as ordered by the ancestors and by Hecate, our Goddess of witchcraft, magic, night, the moon, and spirits," I explained, my voice clear and resolute. I noticed that my words caught Callie’s attention; she lifted her chin slightly, focusing on me. "My methods may not have been the most correct, but my intentions were genuine. Rigan is the one chosen by our Goddess to guide us through what is to come!"

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

She said. "Oh, so you won't break an oath to save your daughter's life?” she said. "You are one very funny witch." "It is a magical oath, stupid child. The moment I try to say it I will die," she said. "To stop myself from just dying while trying, I erased the memory from my head," she added. "As for your second question," she said. "I am a diviner, I can see things and I could see the scythe of death on you, but it seemed broken, it meant you have escaped death. So I looked into you and divined your very fortune. I saw that you'd died once. It almost killed me seeing that by the way. It seems a very powerful force had caused that to happen."

“It’ll start burning if I’m about to say something I shouldn’t.” Gildeon leaned back, drumming his fingers on the table. “There are two kinds of witches,” she explained. “One’s a Hedge Witch, like me. We work with old magic, drawing our power from nature.” She made a twisting motion with her other hand. “Then there’s a Savant Witch. They’ve got a special ability from tapping into cosmic magic through the Dark Plane.”

I conveyed her message with a heavy heart and sat in a circle divided into four parts, Zayden had to sit in the middle of the star drawn with witchy salt. The four sections represented four elements: Earth, water, fire, and air. Witches were blessed with the power of one element, which decided their covens and expertise. But as a whisperer, I could harness all four elements simultaneously. So, I activated their spirits and stretched my hand towards Zayden, sitting by my side. “Give me your hand.” Mom handed me a long, red thread, I tied my wrist with Zayden and clasped our hands together. Then on a cue, Witch Ciara presented the silver dagger.

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.

I exit the dungeon without another word. Levi and Ariana join me in researching Wiccan history. “Witches can have a variety of magical powers in addition to the ability to cast spells,” Ariana says while reading a dusty leatherbound manuscript. “What kind of powers does it mention,” I ask. “All kinds! Elemental variances having to do with earth, fire, wind, and water, as well as telekinesis, freezing time, premonition, astral projection, um…oh my moon goddess…” Levi and I stare at her, waiting for her to continue.

Arianna's voice trailed off, though the witch chuckled, "...so enlighten me." "You're the incarnation of moon goddess, Inári, the goddess of wolves, light, death and sorcery," the witch spoke as Arianna's heart beat fast. The witch arched a brow while taking a quick step toward her, "What makes you so fascinating, is the triple aspect you are," when she paused, Arianna could feel the presence of her mate moving closer, causing the Fletcher witch to side glance away from Arianna a moment before bringing her gaze back. An incarnation? Really! Thought Arianna to herself.