Faery Wicca Novels & Stories

"Afrodite sticks to things concerning love and the feminine beauty. In Cyprus she was worshipped as the foam-born goddess, she had a connection to the sea there, but in Nordic mythology that job falls to Freja's father, Njord" "So what you are saying is that with more gods and goddesses in play, you can pick very specifically when you call on one for a spell ?" I say. Mark nods and gets up. "This is my book of shadows". He says, showing me a black leatherbound book. "I have collected everything I have learned about wicca in this. You should start making one". He sits down on the couch, opening the book. "Look, here I have written about the God and Goddess. Wiccans believe that everything is

The werewolf princess inhaled sharply, “They exist?” “Of course. From Fairies comes Fae. Fae’s control elements, Fairies, are beings of magic. They bring life to our castle.” Sunitra explained. “These fairies are not exactly people. Their real form is magic; they take this humanoid form for fun and to make interactions clearer…which is useless because only fae people can understand fairies, regardless of which form they choose.” “Oh, they don't speak?” Odessa asked. “Nope. Just gestures.”

I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on her sneakers. “I do.” It’s going to take us hours to get there. But I needed to run. I need to think about what I want to say to him. Which is why I ask what deity witches pray to. “Hecate. Ora. Witches pray to the goddess Hecate. Wolves pray to the goddess Selene. It is said that Hecate and Selene are friends.” The thought of that comforted me. My aunts may be together in the afterlife if their goddesses are friendly.

King said. “Fairy? The Circus Master was also about a wizard and his relationship with a fairy.” I said. “Yes, it was. The men of those species were called the fae, and the female fae called themselves faeries. They have existed in myths for years and they have mostly been depicted as immensely powerful, but kind-hearted, helpful, loving and wish-granting creatures,” the King said. King ushered the two of us to sit on the chairs. I pulled out a chair for Carys, but she had already helped herself. Correcting my collar, I walked around and sat on the chair.

I was seething but chose to remain silent as a curiosity to see what or who was behind these doors got the better of me. As they closed their eyes, the white wisps of power twirled up Nethanaiah's body, snaking their way to her chest. Yap, the bitch is a fae witch, priestess or whatever these fairies are called, no mistake on that. Aralyn's body, on the other hand, whirred and crackled with a mixture of moonlight and amethyst energies, the mashup of mine and Larissa’s powers; my daughter is an epitome of perfection and beauty. As they chanted louder and faster, the magic swirling around them intensified, twisting into a maelstrom of moonlight and amethyst waves which flew from Aralyn and cit

“Late in to the night, the storm grew violent, the lightning flashed, filled with rage and fury. Vengeance. The pouring rain smelled of pungent blood, blood that had been shed days before.” “Is it Théoden? Did something happen to him?” Aurora whispered. “Aye, it is. Théoden, the warrior of night, the bringer of new dawn. He was gripped by greed, seduced by the devil and he fell. He fell and betrayed all he had promised.” Lyka looked crestfallen, broken. Art knew she had grieved, years and years, for this friend of hers, theirs. “Our magick was/is ancient, white. It is the art of invoking good spirits, elements for greater good. This magick is consecrated and not destructive. We follow a code

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

Earnestine said, supporting Hayley, who was already halfway up the stair. “She's too weak.” Sabrina scorned, as she stood going to drop her dishes in the sink. Freya followed suit, along with Janeka. Every witch would be introduced to the ritual once they turned sixteen but it only happened once a year. It was to appease their powers and make them stronger and more stable. They were born into it and raised by their mother to always observe it every year, no matter what. Hayley wouldn't be a reason to stop the ritual, instead, she'd rather not join them like she usually refused to join during the practice of pure black magic. They were dark witches, they used black magic which fueled their st

“They are using magic to fool us. We cannot be sure if what she just showed us a while ago was real or an illusion to mislead us to believe.” The Faes, indeed, can use the power of the mind to make someone believe whatever they want that someone to believe in. But their powers are not limited to only being able to do such a thing. The fae’s abilities are somehow similar to the witches, although their role in the nature is more profound. They are the guardians and protectors of plants and winged animals, including insects. “Some of our sisters have witnessed how the Moon Goddess found the couple whom she has chosen to be human parents to the Prince,” Ida added.