Mirror Of Witch Novels & Stories

I sighed, sitting on my hind legs, exhausted from everything. “Let's begin.” Without explanation, the witch raised several mirrors around me, altering the atmosphere that reflected my reflection. The mirrors changed as I approached, revealing past and future events, but in a non-linear way. Some images seemed to be out of chronological order, challenging me to understand how my past choices shaped my present to this point. A particular mirror caught my attention; as I approached, I could walk through it. Deeper insecurities sprouted within me. Images reflected moments of self-doubt, fear, and uncertainty, capturing my attention and guiding me to the exact moment when I clashed with the Alpha

Luca's reflection looked back at him, strong, unreadable, the faint shadow of fatigue softening his edges. But beside him, Alessia's eyes glimmered with something beyond fear, curiosity wrapped in destiny. She stepped closer, her voice steady yet trembling underneath. "Show yourself," she whispered. For a moment, nothing happened. Then the surface of the mirror rippled, distorting their reflections as if the glass had turned to water. And then, she showed. The witch woman from the old stories. "Lapátásodà Vàlká". Her figure materialized in a swirl of mist, draped in shadow and light, her face pale yet disturbingly beautiful.

But the older witches long for this time when they will once again be able to see and experience the grandure of how it was before the reign of the black witches. Mira suddenly felt a feeling of belongingness and unaware that tears are steaming from her eyes washing the stain in the mother crystal a tear that was like magic spreads and cleanse the years of oppression and bad deeds. Then when the mother crystal was totally cleaned and clear of any stain, Mira was envelope with incandescent reflection. An apparition appeared in front of her, glowing with equally bright reflection. The eyewitness ot what is happening was in awe. 'Mira my daughter I have been waiting for a long time for you

Warlocks often survived but Maries husband Johnas took her place as an accused to save her and their unborn child. The church had a brainwashed fiend Jerimah, He was motivated by rage and bitterness for reasons she did not understand. He was giddily hunting for witches. Aiming to wipe them all out including the bloodline of the first witch. The one and only Owens blood line. It was rumoured that Maries Grand Mother Marry-Ann Owens was so powerful she put a generational spell on the Owens women to only seek the strongest male to help their bloodline for ever growing in strength. For she wrote that a great evil would come and wipe out the Owen’s women if they were not strong enough.

I could see it in his eyes, he was stunned. However, after a short while, he frowned. “You can do that? What are you? A shaman?,” I sighed, and was about to speak when mira raised a hand, indicating that I let her do the talking. I nodded and stepped back. Mira adjusted her blouse And looked James dead in the eye. “I'm a part-witch, part-wolf, which means as a half witch I can cast spells and use magic.” James' eyes widened as he stared at her, I could tell he never expected that from her, this was the exact Reaction I had when I learnt about Mira’s true Identity.

Tears were running down my cheeks, the pain was so intense. “You will see every part, that's what I get paid for.” said the witch. “She wants you to see her making love to your lover.” “I do not care what she wants, I will not watch anymore.” I said and looked away again. “When the mirror turns purple, he will confirm that he has penetrated and the spell will be complete. He will be in love with Karly as soon as his manhood penetrates her. It's very simple...”

Enzo spated out in rage, the witch turned to glare at him. “Step back you would distrub the spell,” The witch requested who h i didn’t but Enzo refuse her I had to go ahead and dragged him back. She mumbled some words which put Desmond to sleep, soon as he was asleep she pulled out a Mirror. “What the fuck is that such, what the fuck for you need a mirror for ?” He glowered. “The mirror would help me, see his true self and if their his magic in his system and blood,” she responded while rolling her eyes.

He nodded his head in an appealing manner. “Fuck! Alright, as long as you are not leaving this pack then no problem,” Axel said giving up. “Thank you,“ I said before placing a peck on his cheeks in an appreciative manner. “So, Tiffany, What can you remember,” Jackob asked in a serious manner and I started to spill everything I could remember. “I think I know that place, it's sounding familiar to Grimwood cottage, where the white witch lives,” Jackob said, a smug look on his face.

"Aside that, have you considered the risk this could bring to your family, yourself and your child?" I almost laughed but then pressed it back inside. "I have no family and I know alpha Asher. No matter how much of a devil he might have been to participate in a scheme to trick me and take me back to Nick, Asher would not harm his child." I walked over to the window. It amused me how witches were able to create a magical mirror in a cave that could see the oustside world. They said they had done it for me. They wanted me to not be as bored as I would be without them. The cackling one assumed she was fun.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”