Mermaid Witchcraft Novels & Stories

"They don't talk." As she headed out of the room, I raked my fingers through my hair, trying to put it in order. A normal day in the coven. It'd have been abnormal if no one fought. Standing, I took out all the essentials I needed from the potions pot, including some burdock roots, sulfur, and a bottle mercury. I took pains to keep my fingers around the base of the mercury bottle, hoping the element wouldn't make contact with my skin. Mercury was to witches what wolfsbane was to lycans.

I asked. I was once told about the Vine of Witches by Namilla and my father. A coven of witches and wizards who draw their powers from the shape and ideology of water. They worshiped the saltwater goddess, Salacia who is in line with the Moon goddess. Which was why there was more of a connection and unison between the Werewolves and the Witches than the Vampires. “It all has to do with your mind. When you are ready to drink some water, you will break free from your healing cord and drink some water from this pot.” He told me and then left before I could ask any follow up questions.

Vivian asked the other Witch. "I respected you, Vivian." She sighed, turning to look at her. "From the moment I discovered my powers, you helped me live a comfortable life, but I didn't want comfort; I wanted to be strong like you- No. I wanted to surpass you. So, I studied, and I trained like Hell until I learnt that there was an easier way to achieve my dreams; Mermaid scales, they're the rarest artifacts for a Witch. And when this man came to me saying he wanted to win the heart of a young, innocent mermaid, my plan came to be." She gestured to Malachi who wasn't paying any attention to the conversation, instead, he was fiddling around with what I believed was a gun in his hands.

“It’s time we look for another personal body guard.” He chuckled. “I’m already on it.” * * * Meri was born with the gift just like Jacqueline. They were gifted by the Moon Goddess or rather kissed by the Goddess. At least that was how it was explained by the coven sisters. Jacqueline had only met a few that were kissed by the Goddess, but the witches didn’t hold the same principles as she had. Apparently, Meri had recognized the familiar light in Jacqueline and it called her to reveal herself.

She was screaming by the time she was done and she gasped in surprise when she realized that she had just blurted out her secrets. "Who are you working with?" I enquired again. "Alone. I am working alone. Every witch's or wizard's dream is to become of the first order of Merlin. With your powers, I would have gotten there," she said and it made sense. "Do you know where Mara of the Madeleine Coven is hiding?" I asked her. "She came trying to apply to be tested for the order of Merlin about three months ago but she didn't qualify and after that, no one in the witching world has seen or heard anything from her," she said and I was done.

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

Brenna did her best to keep running, trying to ignore the stitch in her side. It had been with her for at least several miles, and she was aware of her pace slowing, so she focused for a moment and tried to infuse some of her magic into stamina. It didn’t seem to work, and she wasn’t really surprised. She had one main gift, and that was the gift of Sight. Some witches had a multitude of talents, but many were like her, with just one area of expertise.

He is really good at business negotiations and legal deals, my brilliant mate. I closed my eyes and imagined the task I needed to accomplish. We were standing near the hidden spring, so I decided to start with the mermaids. I hummed a sweet melody from my memory before chanting incantations. I repeated the chanting until the sound of the water splashing registered in my ears. I opened my eyes and met with the most enchanting face. She’s beautiful, with gills instead of ears, waist-length rainbow-colored hair, and fish scales covering her tails from the waist down. I used to call her Tilly. When our gaze met, she started humming a harmonious melody that was both relaxing and hypnotizing. My e

I curled my hand into a fist; sometimes I felt like killing this man who calls himself my best friend. “You what?” He took in a deep breath and sat up facing me. Look, I know you are angry and all that, but I needed to. I asked someone to look for her. If she is alive, she would come and don't do anything stupid. You need her help" Meredith was a very powerful witch. She was the most powerful one in our pack, harnessing powers of a thousand centuries before she got pregnant and left. “I don't need anybody's help, hunter. I am enough. You would tell the person who you sent to stop looking for my sister. If she comes here, I would make sure I shred her into pieces,” I warned, glaring at him.