Salem Witch Trials Novels & Stories

I left out the part about the harnessing the power of the sunlight…until I had more information about that I felt like I wanted to keep it to myself. “Creepy…” Caleb added at the end of my explanation. “Man, I can’t remember the last time I saw a witch…They all moved back down to Salem from what I heard…Something about the ground there being full of magic from the murdered witches or something. I can’t recall exactly. Either way, not the kind of folks you want to mess around with. Extremely powerful, and nasty if you get on their bad side.” “Wish we had a witch on our side to help us find whatever is killing the wolves” I said to them. “Maybe we should go down to Salem and ask one?”

“My name is Jenna.” Kristi could not know it, but Jenna was a witch. She was more than three hundred years old. As a teenager in seventeenth century Massachusetts, she had managed to elude the zealots of the Salem Witch Trials, even while dozens of women were being hanged as witches, most of them innocent. If she could have helped any of them she would have, but there was nothing she could do except save herself. She had made a habit of keeping a low profile ever since. “I’m going to ask you a few questions,” Jenna said. “Blink once for yes, twice for no. Do you understand?”

The global werewolf (Lycanthropes) population is making a comeback after a long period of decline. It's estimated there are approximately 5,000 remaining in America alone; some living in packs; and others have gone rogue, preferring to live apart from the pack. In the 1690s, the Lycans fought to survive their eradication during the Salem Witch Hunt. Bombarded with propaganda; the people came to fear those who could transform into the beast; to believe they were cursed by a dangerous cult of witches and warlocks. This fear grew into mass hysteria. To protect their families from their perceived enemy, the people organized into mobs, hunting down the Lycans, Werewolves, and anyone else they bel

“Oh, my god…you did it didn’t you?” She just nodded really fast and smiled. “We have to get back to work on this, or I’ll have to change my pantyhose again.” Isabella just laughed at her. “Okay, okay…” They read more articles until Isabella pointed one out. “What about this one? It seems there was a witch trial near the coast sometime around 1706. The witch was named Mary Rookes, and they accused her of witchcraft.” “I looked at that one too, but she got off. Did you see something I didn’t see?”

In the state of Tsathoggua Shepherdstown between the borders of the witches' city of the area, there were a number of diseases that killed people, but the women of the circle of wizards were accused of witchcraft. The town of Shepherdstown, which became famous for a series of events led to accusations by several women of witchcraft, that the great reservoir and waters were contaminated, according to stories the women were cornered, tortured and killed. The city finds itself cursed and persecuted in a series of conflicts and disasters where the crime they were all accused of, some women were pregnant when they were killed.

“What Luke is not telling you is that witches and Lycans do not mix. Witches are thought to be evil, deriving their powers from the devil or some such drivel. Anyhow, there was a massive witch hunt, I am sure you learned about it in school.” “The Salem Witch Trials? That involved the Lycans?” I sank against his sculpted chest and felt his chin rest on the top of my head. “I don’t understand. That was in the sixteen-hundreds.” “It was between February 1692 and May 1693. Over 200 people were accused, and it was recorded that nineteen were executed by hanging, fourteen women and five men. Another man was pressed to death and at least five died in the terrible jai

I was about to say something when that woman who had been following me around at the festival appeared. "Ms. Stephens I've been waiting for you by the river. What is taking you so long?" She asked, placing her hands on her waist. How did she know we were going to the river? "I know you boys." She said looking at the group of men. "If I remember correctly your grandfathers tried to have me killed back in 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. Do I need to do to you what they did to me?" The men backed up at the threat and she smiled.

"Nicholas was meant to marry another. Her name was Avadale. She was a witch and a very powerful one at that. Nicholas was a powerful warlock. She was a part of a powerful coven of witches called the Clove. They were a family of witches who only mated with other powerful beings. I'm not too familiar with their inner workings, but I do know that they always mated and birthed offspring with strong humans or warlocks. Apparently, that combination was seen as best for their particular bloodline. Avadale was in love with Nicholas, but he didn't feel the same way. He felt he was meant for someone else but couldn't find a way out. That was until Cimone. They left, and Avadale never got over the hurt

Salem had a larger population than I had originally thought. Abigail elbowed my side as Pastor Gideon continued saying, "The town of Salem has come under siege by the devil, witches are amongst us,” My stomach dropped and my heart raced, what if they find out what I am. Abigail squeezed my hand as Pastor Gideon continued, “and thanks to my dear Samuel, we can find them and cleanse them from their sins, everyone who is suspected of witchcraft will be tested."

Even with the heinous background, Bridget is celebrated as the founder of witches and even dark magic. Bridget was the first of many executions done in Salam, Massachusetts on June 10th, 1692. Bridget was one of three people that were put on trial. She was accompanied by Sandy Flemings, and Dorthy Parris. In total, over 200 men and woman were innocently found guilty with 19 executed. One person was crushed, five died in jail and the rest were hung.