Earth Witches Novels & Stories

Around thirty dark animals like swift horses, pregnant sows were offered to Gods of underworld. The passionate lady performing all the rituals was so involved as if she could bring underworld for her deities Erebus and Hecate. Her black cloak with oversized hoodie was covering ample amount of the face, hiding her beautiful, yet dangerous features. The way her hand didn't shake a bit while chopping heads of innocent animals spoke volumes about her cruelty. She was sure that Erebus would be enjoying the darkness offered to him but Hecate, Goddess of witchcraft, magic, evil was yet to be pleased. Without removing her eyes from the platform of death where heads were chopped, she ordered her twel

Blood dripped to the floor as Beth shrieked in horror. The thing—the witch—lifted its head, its face no longer human, but a grotesque mask of hollow eyes and a mouth stretched into a wicked grin. With one swift move, the witch grabbed me by the throat and squeezed. I gasped for air as her grip tightened, my legs kicking helplessly beneath me. My mind raced, panic flooding my system. “Beth, run!” I choked out between strangled breaths. Beth hesitated, her eyes wide with terror. “Jack—”

THE EARTH WITCH COVEN It was another day for the secret meeting of the earth witches. They needed to know the progress on the issue at hand, which Is how to defeat the black witch of the Ivory Coast. The only person that had put great fear in their tender hearts. The witches were seated and murmuring as usual. They were getting impatient already. Ella, the white witch of the Ivory Coast walked in with her daughter and Alora, her second in command. Everywhere became silent and the witches stood up to honor her.

As Clara was about to talk, Emrys raised a hand and said, “If you are truly who prophecy says you are, then you have a long way to go, I’m afraid.” She was about to talk again when Emrys was about to raise his hand so instead, she turned her question into a snarl, “Don’t you dare shush me again, Emrys. I mean it.” The pitcher of water beside her clattered to the ground without anyone touching it and spilled water onto the metal floor. Emrys’ gaze went to the pitcher of water and said, “You are a mouthy one, aren’t you? Anyway, you don’t know it but I will tell you. You are the most powerful witch to ever exist in centuries. Evelyn, your mother was supposed to tell you but she got to her befo

Not because she was queen but admire the power she had over his King to make him step into the land of Goddess and summon dozens of witches just to see her again, his word, not hers. Wolves do not associate themselves with witches and Witches for they are knows as the creatures of the dark, follower of the dark prince and all that is bad so for him to go to that extent is a slap on everyone’s face. Even talking with them was a taboo so to create a deal with them was too much.

being an Earth witch is the best thing that happened to me. An Earth Witch is a powerful gift that was given to very few witches. The power to draw magic from nature without any wand makes us stronger than anyone. I knew I was different from childhood as my powers were stronger even when circulated through the wand. But I have never thought that I would become an Earth Witch before meeting Genia. She is the one who guided me through these powers.

“So, witches don’t ride on broomsticks or pray to the devil?” Meredith burst out into laughter. “No. Nothing like that. I would love to buy an expensive broomstick to go with the theme, though.” She stopped laughing and composed herself. “We actually believe in gods, but not like the ones we see in Christianity of Judaism. You already know that the wolves pray to the Moon Goddess. We are the same. We have different gods we pray to. The Moon Goddess is among the strongest of them. Her powers make the waves rise and fall and the animals and earth to be soothed. The witch’s relationship with the world rests on love. We have been gifted by the gods to take care of this planet.” I nodded in vague

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

The carriage boy gutted to reveal even though he was dead nervous at the moment but not being surprised with the claim still, Princess Rosemary cared less taking him by an unexpected surprise there then again. "My veil would promise his security. I just want to have a word with the lord of young Europe." The powerful words of the mysterious woman again caught the man's breath as he felt heavy chills rushing through his vessels. Acknowledging the fact that the mysterious woman was a witch, the carriage man was already horrified enough to think straight but then hearing her intentions, he just became blank for a minute or two... "Master would murder me for this dare, lady." Immediate regret wa