Psychic Witch Novels & Stories

But I could still feel them there. My eyes opened slowly. I was in some kind of cave or hidden room. Old magic hung thick in the air. An old woman sat near a small fire, watching me. She looked like she had seen too many hard years. Before I could speak, I remembered Kael's promise to hunt me. The way the whole crowd had dropped to their knees. The power that had burst out of me. What kind of monster had I just become? Then I heard it. A soft voice in the shadows, almost like it was inside my own head. "The Forbidden Witch has finally awakened."

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

He threw another question back to me, and I responded, " No, sir " "Wow? So you cannot tell, whether you're a blood witch or an earth witch or a portion witch?". The look on his face became disappointing. It seemed he wasn't willing to teach me from the very start of every witch academy. "Fuck.... Lesson number one, Agatha ". He crossed his legs after asking me to bring out a book and a biro. I followed every of Mr Franks instructions and the for today's lesson? He wants me to elevate a flower pot from the ground using my mind.

Sofux was the face of order, Mar, the face of fertility and so on. Aelfric was interested to learn that, contrary to his original notions, witches are not creatures of ritual, sacrifice, and potion. Their powers are of the mind. They can move objects with their minds, pick up on the thoughts and feelings of others, and even imbue inanimate objects with certain minor forms of consciousness. The spells that Davis concocts, are largely colaborations with his three comrades. Though he seemed to always get the credit, and praise for the group's magical feats.

The guard outside flinched at my crazed state. "Alpha... what can the Witch do?" "Bring her back!" I roared, my eyes bloodshot. "Use any means necessary! I'll pay any price!" An hour later, the pack's oldest witch was brought to me. She was a blind old woman, one who read the world through its energy. The moment her hand touched Rhea's body, she shuddered. "This... this is impossible..." "What is it?" I grabbed her arm. "What do you feel?"

Maybe I deserve the punishment. Just then, the witch appeared, as if she had been summoned just by my thinking of her. Her cackles filled the air when she saw my writhing body on the ground, my face scrunched up in intense pain. Rebecca Crosgrove. The witch who placed this soul aching chrse on me. “Well, well, if it isn’t the most powerful alpha lying in the dirt.” She grinned as if the situation amused her, her eyes glinting with wicked delight.

“Elle why don’t you sit down, I understand this can be alot at first.” Elle sat back down in shock. Needing some kind of safety net. She yearned for Rain to be close to her, but like her mother he was nowhere to be found and she was feeling abandoned all over again. Just when she needed someone. “Being a witch is a gift Elle, each of us have our own powers, for example I’m a psychic I speak with the dead. Your powers are still young and undiscovered, that will take time. But, it looks like you’re a healer. Which is amazing. There hasn’t been a healer in the coven like you in one thousand years.”

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

I asked, trying to buy time as I figured out a way to get out of here. “Well, since you will not leave here, I might as well tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was this witch. She was born different, but beautiful. She was different in a way that even Astra didn’t have the abilities she had. At a young age, she would move things around with her mind and even talk to animals. Astra couldn’t have someone else more powerful, so she had the little girl drink a potion to keep that stuff… hidden. Now, Astra didn’t make the potion strong enough and has noticed in her few encounters with said witch, it was wearing off. We can’t have another witch as powerful as Astra so we needed to get your

She was surprised they were even having this conversation. Witches are curious creatures by nature as knowledge of things, nature, and phenomena, is what helps them control matter. Aura was in a way a science of its own. Witches created nothing but controlled or morphed what was already there and what she had seen that night wasn’t by any extent natural. If his state was natural and physical, she could have subdued him. There was something that was suppressing... No. Something was definitely sucking aura out of her. “Were you, perhaps, present around a possessed person or demonic entity before you were mature enough to shift?” She mumbled, her brain still busy in analyzing his state under di