Penyihir Putih Novels & Stories

Bianca asks, her voice sounding unsure. "Honestly, I am not, but I feel if this is because she spilled her blood and sacrificed herself, then her blood should be able to erase the curse or at least lock it up for some time," Lumina responds. She plucks out herbs and adds to it, her hand hovering over it as her eyes are shut, her lips trembling with incantations only she understands. Bianca stands there watching her. Lumina is the white witch, the queen mother, so most things she does will not be understood but Bianca trusts her magic.

Stefano's memory, "What can you do for me if I seal my sister?" Titania asked as she watered her healing plants in front of her hut. Stefano stood behind her, looking at the river. Even after she had gained all the knowledge she needed, Titania remained in the path of light. She used her magic to heal and help those who needed her. Often, people exploited her kindness, but never once she showed disappointment over their actions. Titania accepted that she couldn't lead everyone to the path of light and only did her best to those who chose the light rather than the darkness. Those who followed her in the path of light were blessed with magic that served the light. It was said that a white witc

The fur that adorned my wolf's form was not just any color—it was a pure, pristine white. Whispers rippled through the pack, carried on the wind like a sacred secret revealed. The legend of the white wolf echoed in their murmurs, a tale passed down through generations. It was said that a white wolf possessed a unique power, a healing ability that transcended the bounds of ordinary werewolves. They were believed to be chosen, destined to bring solace and aid to those in need.

‘Fine, I am giving you another chance, but before killing Caleb, get rid of her mate, she needs to die first otherwise, she will keep causing troubles for us’ three witched looked at each other in horror, he was asking for something impossible for them, was he testing them? ‘But Master, we told you that she can absorb our magic, it is beyond our capability to kill her with magic, do you want us to poison her or kill by physical weapon?’ Cecilia took up the charge and asked like the deal was in process. ‘She is white wolf; it won’t be easy for you guys to kill her. Not even by poison or any weapon, you have to find the way to kill her, and I am sure you will find it’ the man only needed the r

she replied calmly, and I couldn't miss the smug smirk crossing her mouth, "but I can assure you that once you wake up, you will feel stronger than ever before." I narrowed my eyes at her. "You're not thinking about putting some weird crystal around my neck, aren't you? Because I'm not into that kind of dark magic shit." She chuckled. "I'm a white witch. I would never stain myself with dark magic. Do you even know what dark magic is?" I cleared my throat. "Well, I've seen examples of it one too many times recently."

After a moment of hesitation, I decide to get one for Blake too. “What do you mean? – the young human questions suspiciously – Tell me you’re fucking joking.” “I’m not, unfortunately. – I set the glass on the table in front of him then sit in my armchair – White witches are… beyond rare. In all my years of living I’ve encountered only a few of them. That’s why I didn’t recognize Lia’s scent at first. It’s been so long since I last met a white witch I completely forgot what they smell like.”

With every step, everyone's heart trembled, it was an incomparably powerful demonic aura! Tactile pupil's face rejoiced, "Sister White is here! It's Sister Bai's Demon God Realm!" Footsteps are getting closer and closer, finally, the crowd can move again, turn their heads and look, only to see a white woman walking in the air, and finally floating down to the ground, just such a simple landing action, it is already the best state of the art, a lot of male disciples are looking at the infatuation. The woman as if the nine heavenly basilisks down to earth in general, not light makeup not thick smear, has won but countless Yao Tai fairy, it is the year when even the three real people young only

A man stood in front of a big cooking pot and he was dumping a lot of hideous things in it. He picked up the spoon and started stirring it. His eyes turned white when he started muttering an incantation and soon, the pot started boiling and he kept stirring and muttering his spell. The door opened and a woman with snow white hair entered. She walked closer to the man in hood and bowed. “My Lord, I am sorry but we lost track of them again.”

Finley says with a nervous glance around and a shiver. “Okay,” I nod. “Let’s get this over with.” “Do we need to hold hands in a circle or something? Candles maybe?… or salt?” Finley asks and a laugh bubbles from me. “I’m not a witch, or summoning a demon… at least I hope not,” I shake my head. “Just stay quiet for a moment whilst I concentrate.” I close my eyes and draw on my true sight. I’m aware they’re about to see my creepy white eyes for the first time, but while I’m already scaring them with ghosts, I may as well get this over with, too.

I smiled. -Come," Kayler takes my hand and pulls me closer to Peter, "do you have all your stuff? -He scans me, and when he sees I'm holding everything, he turns to Peter, "We're ready. -Perfect," the boy made a movement with his wand, a movement in which there were white spatters, then, there was a moment when everything turned white, so white that it made my eyes go blind. I squeezed Kayler's hand and closed them.