Gemini Witches Novels & Stories

“Samiya, listen to me and listen to me clearly. I have been trapped in different simulations several times. I understand the science behind it far more than you and your little commands could even imagine. The recipe for the amethyst stone simulations was gifted to us by the witches hundreds of years ago when they still had regard for status and rank, unlike some omegas I know. They helped us reach points of civilization that no packs ever dared to reach until they became power hungry like a little wench I know and tried to attain titles and influence they knew they had no business with.” His grip was only getting tighter by the moment, and I was sure that by the time he finally let me go, t

"It was nothing like that." Mother snorted. "You would be a fool to fall for your prey." She said. "Gemma's family died that night." "So, how would we get her mother?" I asked. "It's very simple. I know a witch who dwindles in dark magic." The suggestion sent a sick feeling into my stomach. I didn't like dealing with witches. They were haybringers and I believed they blurred the lines between good and evil seamlessly. "How would they help us get Gemma's mother?" I asked.

Wendy rolled her eyes, something told her she was lying, and Hayley must know very much about the things in this book. “Do you know about witches?” Wendy asked. That was all she had been seeing in the book. * Weston Hills was formerly a town of witches, a town of dark powerful witches. Amongst these witches were other supernatural creatures, spirits, vampires, werewolves, gargoyles, golems, and the rest of them. Most of them were extinct. Some years ago, these witches fled away due to the numerous attacks launched by humans on them. Though they had the power to fight back, they had to flee because they never wanted what was imprisoned to be returned. Weston Hills had other natural creatures,

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.

There's disbelief in my tone as I ask, "Zeke?" She looks over her shoulder. "Wendy, bring her the evidence she must see to believe us." The one with cat-like eyes eases off from the table and saunters out of the room at her sister's command. Isolde continues for the time being. "The Diamond witches have existed for centuries. We were witnesses to Tuiren's revolution by creating a land for her wolves that was hidden away on the map. Well, that land is in danger now." Coral and Dawn take their seats. The last sister I'm not yet acquainted with is also seated and watching the scene play out. Bessie walks up and stands at her sister's side, observing me as I do the same.

The white witch would unite with other supernatural beings and help protect all entities, including humans. Following Eon’s prophecy, a powerful warlock, Baltazar, locks his and Eon’s souls into a pentagram pendant. The pendant was passed to the High Priest of the Black Shadow Covenant. Unfortunately, the Black Shadow Covenant was destroyed in the early twentieth century, but the pendant mysteriously found its way to the High Priest of the Phoenicia Covenant. Baltazar and Eon’s souls will only be free from the pentagram and revive their physical forms once Lilith’s prophesied descendant obtains her full magical power on her sixteenth birthday.

Merrick panted. “The ruby was made by witches when our city’s war took the life of one of their claim. They implanted a revile in the gem that was assumed to drive us to work together, to conclusion the fighting.” The polar bear’s voice was harsh, his words coming out quickly. “When we bolstered the pearl, we kept the revile at cove. But as our numbers developed, it got to be less steady. That’s why the witches evacuated the wolves from the condition; to maintain a strategic distance from activating the curse.” I hadn’t indeed known witches existed, let alone that they seem revile individuals. Beyond any doubt, shifters were abnormal, but that was like a entire modern level of crazy.

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

“Witches Myan, I heard that there is a new adventurer with a new Witches bloodline enrolled in the Sirum City branch adventurer guild.” Witches Madea spoke with the Witches head of the Sirum City branch. Witches Myan is the head of the Witches Coven branch in Sirum City. This old lady is one of the High-level Witches in the Witches community who is respected in SULIME REALM. This old lady was over 300 years old where high-level Witches as well as werebeasts with high-level powers had a lifespan of up to 500 years. In SULIME REALM, the possessor of high-level power lived up to 500 years at most.