Narnia White Witch Wand Novels & Stories

Her hands and fingers moved around, creating white magical lights as she spoke those words, caressing them and letting them work their magic. Rebekah held the hands of the Chair tightly as the magic took her and her father noticing that this might be strong magic, he went over to Rebekah and held her hands tightly, "Be strong my dear, you have come this far. Claim what is rightfully yours". Rebekah heard every word that her father said to her and her head shot upwards like it was controlled. The witch uses white magic to envelope Rebekah. "Tuam veram potentiam tuam admittere", The witch chanted as Rebekah's head was still shot upward and her father gripped her hand, while she gripped the oth

Amanda replied. "I can't reveal much because the concept of a white witch is closely related to a higher being. I can handle the repercussion, but I don't think this world can handle the same thing. But there are a few things I can tell you right now. Before a white witch dies, they will transfer the knowledge they gained during their life to their successor through a link between souls. Shortly after they transferred their knowledge, they would die. So, they often created a suitable successor rather than giving birth to one." "What? I don't think I heard your last sentence correctly."

He had never encountered such an irritable person as her. “Okay listen. Everyone knows white witches are pure, and their hearts hold an immense amount of power and this woman is mighty among all the white witches that have ever existed. So... o. I want her heart and if you wish your plan to succeed, then try to find her first before the other creatures lay their hand on her,” Verada said, then paused with narrowed eyes. However, she isn't finished speaking suddenly, a log flew toward her, but she quickly dodged it, or it would have passed through her skull.

I believe the starting price for your body is one million pounds, she is not going to give that up without a fight. The cat cocked his head to one side, ‘Look inside you Ella, you must find your magic’ She lay back on her bed and closed her eyes, ‘I’m sorry Toby, there is no magic in me’ The cat jumped onto her and looked into her eyes she saw his dilate and turn to molten gold, ‘There is magic in all of us Ella, and as a White Witch, you have more than most. Find it, Ella, it’s waiting for you.’

“Uncle Duke, I’ll talk to you later.” If no visitors had been allowed in our territory and she was not a rogue, then she was an intruder. Either way, I was going to find out if she had anything to do with the vortex earlier. White hair was significantly associated as a trait among high-ranked witches, vampires, and wolves, either that or she was wearing a wig. Which category did she fit into? I had to investigate this troublemaker. She wiggled her white brows at me, and nudged her head in the direction ahead, daring me to pursue her. Then she rode away after stirring up my bold adventurous trait.

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.

then we realized we have been used. So we rebel against them, but not to hurt them instead to let them know that we deserve equal respect and peace. Lily was born with great powers but was kept hidden from the world in fear that she would end up like others. By the order of the king, his father had to leave for the war between witches and humans, but he asked Lily to use her powers only to save her family. She was left with her little sister. They grew up and waited for their father to return, but he never did. Slowly Aya, her little sister learned about her sister's powers and she started feeling jealous of her. Lily who was living an ordinary life, had fallen for the prince of the kingdom

Greying frizzy hair sticking out the worn bonnet she wears atop her head, washed white night garment that conceals her small stature, and wrinkles that crease her skin, telling of the nine decades she’s lived. I glance behind her at the magnificent tree house that’s been carved into the trunk of the large tree. Just like you’d find them in the fairytale story books for children, the witch’s abode is just a perfect reflection. I bring my regard back to her, now two feet away as I put on my serious look that forces even the greatest White Witch to flinch and lower her head in reverence.

She was young, mixed, with very strong makeup, gray eyes, dreadlocks and tied a capulana. — We will give a great reward. Nacula: — Many of us who went to those islands never returned! Neither the witches nor the pirates who followed them. Igor: — Why? Jafana: — Our powers are strong, but not to the beyond! We are more seers than sorcerers… Go to Kayndra Island. Igor: — Why Kayndra Island? Àgata interjected: —For unknown reasons, the witches on Kayndra Island have stronger vibrations, capable of unraveling the mystery.

Her responsibility also entailed making sure that the excalibar never left the lines gate of the earth. She had sent the best of her petals to stop the most pressing and desperate realm who would always seek the excalibar as though there lives were dependent on it, the Dulmore's, of course. She was s a white magic witch and would always monitor the Dulmore's nefarious activities through her old enchanted diamond hand mirror. "Oh, who are these pests sending this time?" She asked rhetorically with her face glued to her hand mirror. She was a very ethereal being with not just the best woman features, but also, the most rare coloured hair, silver with a subtle but visible touch of ginger.