Penyihir Putih Novels & Stories

Lucifer was perplexed as he glanced at me and went silent for some time before finally speaking. "Why are you looking for Aida White?" he questioned. He explained that since Selena claimed to have returned to Aida White's body, a law student, "if she is employed in the legal field, she will be using the name Aida White rather than Selena Wolf." I asked, "Do you think you will get her back?" and he replied, "I hope so, I don't want to lose her, I love her Lucifer, you know that." I responded, "I know, but you don't have to convince me; you have to convince her," and he agreed.

Saria watched all the drama happened, Nuala just made it easy for Saria to kill her "She has sided with the enemy and betrayed the fairies, she is no longer our own fairies! Attacckkk!" Saria commanded and they immediately followed prepared to strike. Conri and his pack did the same. Peri, looking confused tried to stop the fairies but none obeyed her as they came prepared for this. "Halt!" Nuala pushed her arms out. They all stopped immediately. "I am the Fairymother, gifted with sight. You wouldn't attack me!" She walked forward briskly. There was murmuring everywhere and Peri's eyes widened.

she sneered, her breath hot on my skin. This was… “Black magic.” The words felt like lead on my tongue, burning through me like acid. “Wow, you’re so smart, Sylphiette.” She remarked snarkily, but it was the cold press of a silver metal that glinted across my vision that had my breath tethering and I froze. “It’s called a distortion spell.” She whispered against my ear. “A forbidden magic that allows the user to break through or even manipulate all sorts of magic.” She explained, letting the words settle over me.

"It seems so. And it ties directly into the prophecy you found. The chosen one is supposed to harness this power to restore balance and defeat the great evil." As we continued our research, another name surfaced repeatedly: Astrid Blackwood, an ancestor of Gabriel's. She had been a powerful witch who sought to control the supernatural forces in Silverwood Falls, using dark rituals and forbidden magic. Her reign of terror had only been stopped by a coalition of witches and werewolves led by my own ancestor, William Hastings.

A white ceramic bowl was placed at the center. “Bring a second one,” Liora ordered, and immediately a second one was brought. The black witch didn’t need to ask; she understood what it was meant for. They began with the men, and last with her. The moment a drop of her blood touched that of both men in different bowls, it glowed differently. The white ceramic bowl’s color became clearer, and the more it glowed, the more it erased every trace of blood. While that in the blue ceramic bowl darkened by the passing seconds,

“I can handle it.” “Handle what?” Dennis persisted. “Well, you see,” she said nervously, “I was raised on black magic. What Fiona does is white magic. Its energy is different. There’s nothing to worry about.” “Don’t lie to him,” Brandon commanded. “I know better.” Turning to Fiona he asked, “Isn’t it that when a black witch performs white magic without first going through the cleansing process, the white magic could turn on her and kill her? It is true, correct?”

Claire's eyes brightened. "Yes. White loved me," Harriet said. "I knew it wasn't healthy of course, and with the demand, you, Claire, were making for him to make you human, it only made him power-hungry. He didn't know what to do of course, so I said that I would help him. I told him what to do. I gave him the right combinations, and he made the deadliest whispers in history, equally making me more powerful. He never knew I was a Steele of course, and that whatever he did to you all would affect me. I used that to punish the Baron, and I turned him to a whisper." "Apparently, I had just discovered then that White, now all-powerful, thanks to the shared powers of the sisters, save for mine, h

"I can't wait to see you in it. You'll look like a goddess in it, that I'm very sure of. It's white right?" "It has to be white, It signifies a sign of her being pure" "Even though she's not," Torren said with a wink and I glared at him. "Don't give me that look, I'm saying the truth. You and the alpha have been going at it for so long. The witch or whoever is officiating the ceremony would have it canceled if he found out" "Who is going to give the witch that kind of information? You?" "I'm just saying. Nyla said the white is a sign of being pure and I'm saying you are not all that pure"

Whitey purred, “Meow—?” Alex said, “What comes next is inappropriate for kittens.” Whitey shook its head and objected. ‘I’m not a kitten. I’m a cat demon that has lived for a very long time.” However, its despicable master directly grabbed it and threw it out of the teleportation portal. Phoenix blinked as she asked, “How do I do it?” “It requires mouth-to-mouth infusion to pour the Witch Origin.” “Just say it directly if you want to take advantage of me as if I didn’t let you kiss me.” The woman rolled her eyes.

Soheila glanced at Little Black who suddenly shouted. Little Black stared at his Master with his big black eyes. “Master! Why didn't we know about him and he's a fricking White Tiger?!” He pointed at White Tiger. “I thought the three of us were only your spirit beasts!” Soheila chuckled. “Technically, Firezha and White Tiger are my only spirit beasts. You and Sylvie are not spirit beasts, Little Black.” Sylvie who had been calm had her eyes widened when she heard her master.