Forest Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Unlike the true werewolves, whose beasts were a divine gift naturally bestowed upon them by the Moon Goddess, these creatures had ripped the spirits of wolves from the wild and chained them to their own life forces through blood rituals. Deep within the vision, she found herself moving past rows of primitive mud huts. Witches clustered in small circles outside them, their hands moving in synchronized rhythms as they performed dark witchcraft rituals, the air humming with their chants. Rose kept wandering, her ethereal form searching desperately for any sign of her mother or brother. She kept going until her feet seemed to move on their own, guided by an invisible, magnetic pull. They led her

They are fiercely independent and rarely stay grounded, literally or politically. Mireholt (MY-er-holt) – Swamp witches and blood mages who draw power from decay, rot, and ancestral bones. Their spellcraft is primal and raw, passed down through generations steeped in earth and sacrifice. Foxglove (FOX-gluv) – Masters of venom, temptation, and misdirection. Foxglove witches are spies, poisoners, and political fixers. Their magic is beautiful, seductive, and always has a catch. Thornveil (THORN-vayl) – Defensive spellcrafters and rune-wielders who specialize in hex barriers, sigil locks, and protection circles. When a Thornveil shields you, nothing gets through, unless they want it to.

Sofux was the face of order, Mar, the face of fertility and so on. Aelfric was interested to learn that, contrary to his original notions, witches are not creatures of ritual, sacrifice, and potion. Their powers are of the mind. They can move objects with their minds, pick up on the thoughts and feelings of others, and even imbue inanimate objects with certain minor forms of consciousness. The spells that Davis concocts, are largely colaborations with his three comrades. Though he seemed to always get the credit, and praise for the group's magical feats.

“We do something similar. We give witches a potion that makes them see their very worst fear and see how they respond. Say they are most afraid of going hungry. Their worst fear may be famine. So the trial makes them feel like we are going through a famine and we observe what they do. Do they feel a need to move the coven to a more fertile area, showing that they have insight. Do they magically cause rain, showing they have manipulation of the weather. Do they cause plants to grow from the ground, showing abilities in plant magic. An elder witch takes a similar potion so that she can observe, but not be seen by the applicant.” “Do you think that would work on wolves?” she asks. “I do

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.

The witches' coven was nestled deep within the uncharted mist of the Whispering Woods—a borderland bound by ancient blood magic, dark rituals, and lethal curses. They were a force our pack had actively avoided clashing with for generations. Not just our pack. Almost all wolf Packs avoided clashing with them. Witches didn't play by the rules of claw and fang… they tore a wolf apart from the inside out, decaying your mind, rotting your organs with a whisper, or trapping your soul in an endless loop of your worst horrors. Rourke had locked Tressa away in the one place where no ordinary Lycan would ever dare to set foot, hiding her behind lethal wards, blood sigils, and ancient hexes.

Says the way he felt when he entered the room drove his wolf crazy. dark magic I couldn't help but think it could be used to identify mates even before they knew they were fated. It was only Addanc who could perform such. This was indeed a confirmation that Addanc was the mastermind of those papers, with Pete as the associate and Theo as the inside man. But why did Pete result to such evil measures? Even go as far as black mailing his own son?

Even if they were within Alpha Alex's territory, it would have taken them a while to get here. Suddenly, I witnessed a strong gust of wind swirling in the same spot. I had never seen anything like it before, and it could only mean one thing – witchcraft. I had heard of witches while growing up as a wolf, and I had read many stories about them when I was younger. However, these swirling entities that resembled a fixed whirlwind were unfamiliar to me. "Please, please don't kill me. I have a child at home. Please," the Hamatain soldier pleaded, but my stepmother was so evil that she wouldn't listen.

But is it really crazy if I get to unlock my wolf and become normal? Silence enveloped the four corners of the chamber until the Highest Priestess opened the black book and began intoning some foreign words that only she, and the other witches, could understand. It was a black spell meant to communicate with the moon and its spirit. The Highest Priestess kept chanting the same phrases, closing her eyes for a brief moment and opening them with her eyeballs rolling back.

Add to that, the witches have added their ‘witchy lights’ and we can barely get the sprites out of the gardens. We realized much too late that many of the witches needed our help, just as much as other supernaturals. Cohen and I have taken in several single mothers who were running just so they could protect their children. Some have even found their mates among the wolves and even some among the sprites. At first, the wolves would be jealous that their mate had children with another man, but in many instances, these children were the result of some cultish coven event where the leader of the coven slept with all the women, whether consensual or not. According to the witches who have joined