Famous Male Witch Novels & Stories

He growled at Mr and Mrs MacCarthy then he threw them both in my feet. I gulped hard and looked at that man. "As you might not know anything about me, I am Satan, the wise. The creator of the witches, warlocks, wizards, sorcerers, illusionists, druids and magicians. I am the wise demon of hell. Your husband called me a few months ago on earth. He did a favor for us. And because of his favor, we were able to find the culprits who were practicing forbidden magic on earth. Including sacrificial rituals. Something they were about to perform with your husband." The man spoke as he walked towards me. My eyes widened in surprise as I heard him. "Does that mean you are saying that my Freddy is alive

The fire surrounds an altar and in front of the altar stands a man. He stands at 6’7feet and wears a tux that shows an elegant side of this character. His beards and his facial features look like an art of the great painters under the light of the flames. The bellies of the women turn when the smell of burnt flesh comes to them. “Satanic witches,” Mary recognizes the women in maroon red cloak. Elena remember Marcel's tale about the grandsons of the devil. The satanic witches make her realize that the immortals weren’t joking.

GIDEON Beside the woman who had just spoken were a man and a younger red-haired lady. The power radiating from all three of them was immense. There was no doubt that she was Daisy’s mother—Amelia—a powerful witch and the next leader of the witches’ clan. The man beside her was her father, Lucius. He was supposed to be the Northern Alpha King, but he couldn’t assume the throne because his wolf surfaced very late. His younger brother took the position instead.

the man replied. "You're a witch." "No, dear. 'Wizard' is the term for males, while 'witch' is reserved for females. Clearly, I don't resemble a female, making me a wizard," he explained, his tone strained. Freya opened her mouth a few times, unable to find the right words. "What's the matter? Never encountered a wizard before?" he scoffed, offering a faint, enigmatic smile. "I've heard they're vengeful," Freya mumbled, her gaze unwavering.

I said, "for a witch to be the Luna?" Raven went silent. I turned to look at her. Her face was pale, her hands were shaking. "A witch," she said slowly, "has not been Luna of a wolf pack since the Great Betrayal. Since Salem. Since the wolves turned their backs." "What's the official name?" "The official name for a mixed-blood marriage between a wolf and a witch is a Concord of Ashes." Raven's voice was barely a whisper. "They were banned after Salem. Anyone who enters into one is exiled. Their children are killed."

“This is an act of treason. Backdown now, before I hold you in contempt and hold a trial to strip you of your Alpha title.” The alpha laughed manically, “you think you can threaten me child.” He sneered. “Even if you’re a dragon shifter, I am more powerful than you, and your so called king Nikolai. All the deaths your king is investigating, they were of my doing, the witches, Befana, Baba Yaba, and Circe, bound their souls to me, granting me access to their power,” He bellowed, causing the windows to shatter, as the wind started to pick up swirling in the room, to kill another supernatural of any type was treason, it called for the true death. The Alpha wolf had teamed up with the three str

He recited, his features schooled to a relaxed and calm one when he was anything but. "Yet here you are, cowering before her fragility." Helena placed a cork in the never-ending flow of her magic, freeing them from the unseen phantom hovering over their shoulders. She wanted to hear what they had to say. All eyes were drawn to her as they instinctively knew what she had done. One of the men, who was large with a flowing mane of brown hair going down his back and a mighty beard that stopped shy of his chest, both possessing a sprinkle of grey strips, stepped forward.

"And who might this person be whose past you want to dig out?" "The Witch of the Dark Forest. Rubisviel of the Orchid Butterfly Coven."

“They existed. But they’re supposed to be completed. . . gone.” “Warlocks. The male counterpart of witches,” Giofré pointed out as I nodded in response. “How did you conclude that he’s a warlock?" “Because he is. He has the power of a witch, maybe even stronger because he uses dark magic,” I responded with my heart pounding fast. “How did you know about the warlocks?” Giofré asked, casually glancing at me.

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,