Novels About Witches Novels & Stories

There were some rumors among the people that Qontessah had so many guards around her not for her own protection but for the protection of those around her. This is why the island was constantly recruiting people who were solely handled by Xander. She was cruel and was labeled a witch, but Qontessah was eviler and frightening than she was. If she is a white witch, then Qontessah was a dark or black witch, a true agent of darkness, but when she thinks about it, she still has a good heart.

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

Like a VIP. She looked through the shelf, trying to see which book to start with and for some strange reason one particular book kept calling to her. “The Anthropology and History of Witches.” It was boldly written on the spine of the book and was very difficult to ignore. And as she extended her hand to grab the book, she felt unsure and scared. Almost like she was committing sacrilege by simply being curious about those creatures. Her mind raced back to the witch that was burned infront of the mansion grounds.

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.

Wilma didn't want to be tied to the Witches community without knowing much about them. "For beginner Witches, you can still learn spells because we do have a spellbook for Witches, but only up to middle-magic spells. For high-magic spells everything is stored in the Witches Coven." "I think I'll study before entering the Witches coven. I don't want to embarrass myself because I'm a complete novice as a Witches."

The magic that she had happily used to help Rigel conquer and destroy innocent packs, thinking it would make him love her and treat her like she was worth something to him. Once upon a time, Helena had despised her magic and saw it as a curse. Being born as a werewolf who did not get a wolf form on her twelfth birthday, had made her an anomaly and her ability to do magic had made her even stranger, causing her to isolate herself from others. Her family and pack had been supportive and kind, pushing when she pulled away from them and creating ways to ensure she could be involved in everything but it was never enough. Her Father and Brother could turn into majestic beasts that ran as fast as t

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

I enter my shared apartment with Lucas and Catherin and rush to my bedroom and smack the door on their faces before they ask me questions. I plop myself on the bed laying on the stomach in terror, what would have happened if someone found that am a witch? Humans were always the people to hate us. They even killed many of my kind without any mercy thinking that we too have family and kids to take care of. The way they put fire to our homes in forests just because we do witchcraft for treating people. Not gonna lie few do witchcraft to hurt others but not my kind, not my family.

The screaming starts. We do not find out much. The witches that are attacking are not part of a particular coven. They are almost like rogues traveling alone or in small groups. Someone just shows up and gives them their assignment. Hester did not know who this person was nor did she see their face. The woman just shows up gives them information on where to go and what spell to use.

When you start using magic for ill intentions you can become a dark witch or wizard and it’s very hard to turn back. Elder Wynn goes on about our roots in the magical world and how our town was founded by his father’s father’s father’s father back in the late 1600s when witches were hunted and burned at the stake. We made an alliance with the werewolves to live peacefully without persecution from the human world. The problem is we haven’t changed anything since then it’s as if the entire council is still living in the 17th century.