Divination Witch Novels & Stories

Anything else she might desire, within reason, I was more than willing to provide. In the anxious moments that followed, time seemed to stretch endlessly. Finally, her response came, and it was the one I yearned for so many years, "Fine, I am willing to perform a divination for you. However, please understand that my divination can only reveal whether she is alive; I cannot determine her specific location or circumstances. I am no deity."

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

“What kind of spell?” “I want to see who was here. It’s a divining spell. I have to be very specific about what I want and then it will show me. In this case, I’m going to ask it to show me who was here. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but that’s the gist.” She says, moving to the center of the room.

Alpha Alex, growing increasingly impatient, demanded answers. Finally, after exhaustive research, an old scholar stepped forward with a trembling voice. He revealed that the symbol was a long-forgotten sigil, one associated with a powerful and ancient coven of witches. When used in dark rituals, the sigil was believed to summon forth a malevolent force capable of wreaking havoc and sowing chaos. The revelation sent a chill down Alpha Alex's spine. He had tried to dismiss the idea of witchcraft, but the evidence was too compelling to ignore.

Water, fire, earth, air, and shadows are the main categories for witches. Within each category, there are subsets that follow the rules of that main branch element. Sometimes, witches are born with more than one element they can control, or they can use all subsets within one element. Even so, all witches auras are usually purple in color, and we smell of lavender, most times. Depending on the person, the aura color can be darker or lighter. The darker the aura, the stronger the person and vice versa. There are other species like Vampires whose auras are usually black or fairies whose auras are usually yellowish orange. Not everyone can see or distinguish anothers aura. I've been blessed wi

Witch Doctor!? Dorothy stared in horror, thinking she had misheard his words but judging from his stoic expression, he didn't seem like he was the kind to joke. She watched as Lucas walked in with the elderly woman from earlier by his side, her eyes were narrowed at Dorothy and her stare made Dorothy move back in slight fear. Dorothy didn't know much about witch doctors but she knew they were different from pack diviners like Agnes. Witch doctors practiced dark magic, worshiping unknown gods while the pack diviners worshiped the Moon goddess, getting prophecies and visions from her.

The further I read, the more I respected the subtle yet incredibly powerful magic form. Fragments of the past and future were just within reach for the witches able to practice Divination. Most needed a reflective surface like a pool of water or even a crystal ball, but others more powerful need only sheer will and determination. Divination itself was incredibly accurate, but it was the future that could change on a whim. Where Divination itself was considered a passive form of magic, Elemental was its complete opposite. The two women that had chased Brandon, Clara, and me through the streets came to mind, stirring up a feeling of dread that left me with a dry mouth. I could still feel the h

The witch patter her as a comfort, "You are not giving me false hope, kiddo. You just might help me." "Sometimes I feel like you can read my mind." Kitty sighed and admitted one of her long suspects. "Haha, that's NOT one of my specialty." The witch burst into laughter, "I'm more familiar with divination. You can call me Winnie." "I'm Kitty. Hmm, so what's your friend's specialty?" Kitty laughed at herself in her head. She somehow felt as if there was a connection between them just because the old witch made a mistake. She knew it was silly, but she couldn't help but to be more and more curious about this mysterious witch.

"Wow. This is the best tea I've ever had. What is it?" She winks at me. "That's my secret." "What's your name?" "Gertrude." "Did you help poison Elliot or are you here to help him?" "I'm a white witch, my dear, I'm here to help of course. I saw Elliot get sick and I flew over as soon as I could to be there in time." I stiffen. "Wait a minute. What do you mean by you saw?" "We don't have much time so I'll keep it short. There are different types of witches. We all have powers to cast spells but then we have a specialty, mine being clairvoyance. These are visions that come to me and then I have to interpret them."

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