Gemini Witch Novels & Stories

She knew she must get some sleep because she had a long day ahead of her. On the other hand, Lilith was happy with the creation of the Gemini curse. She was already bound to Olivia and with the creation of power of the Gemini, she was becoming able to exercise greater influence over Olivia’s mind. Lilith knew that the curse could be activated every seventy years and she was glad that this time the ones who had chosen to activate it were the soulless Sri-cult. It was to her advantage that Olivia remained unaware of the fact of activation of Gemini complex. It gave her an advantage. She knew that once she was able to get Olivia to do the release spell, she would be free to walk free on the ear

Also her power of speech indicated well about her upfront attitude. She was clever with her words since the start. "Are you a w-witch, lady?" Slowing the speed of the carriage a little, the man focused on the lone mysterious passenger sitting on his carriage. His mind revolved solely around her now, as practicing such a witchcraft makes her obviously a witch! "What if I say I am?" Princess Rosemary uttered without any hint of surprise while soon her eyes being drawn on the carriage boy's vehicle briefly. "Gabrio is your name right?"

Shivers run does Isolde's spine as he turns his back and heads out the room. “Get moving!” She scrambles out of the room and runs to catch up to him. “Since you cannot find a solution, I will give you one. You’ll learn the spell….” “I don’t...” she starts to protest but falls silent, knowing it’s hopeless. “If you don’t know it, you’ll get me the witch who does.” Isolde shivers as they climb the stairs. Resurrection spells weren’t too complicated, but she would need a descendant of the witch to pull it off. She knew the family well, Ethel and Noime were the only descendants alive, but they are both more powerful than her. She knows she can’t subdue them long enough to perform a spell, but s

“Do what I said.” I looked at Damien and wished I could speak to him. Closing my eyes I focused on him. I pictured his face, the way he laughed, the way he would roll his eyes at me when I said something silly. I felt his mind and I wished I had my crystals to help build my connection. “DAMIEN please hear me.” When I opened my eyes back I saw him frown at me. “How the hell are you in my head.” “I’m a fucking witch I don’t know. Is Lucien sane? He isn’t planning anything stupid, is he?

James hesitated for some time as I waited patiently besides him to know the truth, he looked into my eyes innocently and started speaking "I am a Vampire." He was shocked at my reaction because he had expected that I would be scared but I just nodded and waited for him to complete "You are not shocked." I smileed and looked into his eyes "If I know about Cameron then it is obvious I know about vampires." He was taken aback "How do you know so much, who are you." I took in a deep breath "I am a witch and for now I can only tell you this." He stammered as he tried to gain what I said "Witch"

"JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY!!!" I close my eyes as I rush through my sentence. "Imawitch!" Damian looks dumbfounded. "What?" "What she is trying to say is that she is a witch. I'm her oh so loving witch's companion. Although from what we understand only certain people like her family can hear me talk. As to why you can hear me, I have no idea." Binx says as he walks over to Damian. He hops up on a rock, holding his front paw out. "Name's Binx by the way." Damian just stares at Binx's paw before looking back at me.

the chief priest said, “luckily for us, Emelda is not an ordinary human. She is a hybrid and one part of her is a witch, a very strong witch.” “I can feel her spirit everywhere around us and I believe that her grandmother if brought in here, can feel it too. And so, Yemanja will be able to connect with Emelda’s spirit, and together, they can push back on the force from the Silver lake witches.” He finished. “So why don't we get another witch to connect to Emelda’s spirit then? Why does it have to be Yemanja?” Darius asked.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” “Why does it matter? That happened a long time ago and has nothing to do with what’s going on now?” “Perhaps not completely, but trust me mother, I suspect the events of that night might have some influence on what’s going on now. Please, tell me what happened that night?” “How so?” Elijah asked with a shrug and giving Joel a look like he’d gone crazy. “I’ll explain once Mom tells me about that night.” “Well, if you’re sure,” his mom said, not sounding too sure herself. “Back then, relations with witches weren’t so estranged, and there was a witch that used to work with the pack. Her name was Cordelia Palmer, she was a goddess blessed witch —”

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

, he tells pointing towards one clay tablet which has letters written in old Latin language which is different than the evolved Latin which humans know, being a witch I clearly understand and can read it since my childhood. “usus vulpis rubri mortui sanguinis ad tollendum venenum e lamia efficax est cum sol corpus ferit”, I read it out loud unconsciously deep in the thoughts. I remember seeing few vampires coming and leaving my parents work place when I was young, but I didn’t knew that witches and wizards used to note down these things when they have photogenic memory and they teach others practically making medicines than giving notes. “What was that?”, Dr Wilson asks curiously to which I