Seer Witchcraft Novels & Stories

she finished her introduction while pointing me to a spot on the yoga mat she was seated on. I was floored at how she didn’t look as old as she was, but I had no doubt that there was a magical explanation for her appearance. Sage didn’t even need to introduce herself, she was the most sought after witch on the continent, and everyone knew that she’d never failed a client of hers in her two hundred years of service to humanity. However, her name was forbidden in werewolf circles because she was a known practitioner of blood and black magic, the kinds of magic that our elders frowned against.

Regina slowly stood up and screened her face, the terror he had inflicted on her was conspicuous, she behaved exactly how she did when her mother was about to get home. Regina put two on two together, she knew Joel had spots of darkness in him, he needed an immediate cleansing, and only Amira could perform the ritual, Regina was no longer the kingdoms seer. she helped him get on his feet before disappearing. Tami was still there watching over him.

She stood up and started walking back and forth. “It's not entirely the same. To see visions, it takes a lot of our energy and I had to use a crystal ball for that. Elowen, witches are all about curses, spell casting and magic. Our powers are our hands. A seer on the other hand, is the most powerful being. They are naturally gifted with divine powers. They can directly communicate with the Gods above. They see the future, possible outcomes, and even past events.” “When you saw the lanterns, you saw a past event that was about to happen. What you saw in the throne room is possibly a future event.”

"I yearn to understand who I truly am, to unlock the secrets that lie dormant within me." The seer studied me for a moment, their gaze seeming to peer deep into my soul. "Your journey will not be an easy one," they cautioned, their voice carrying a note of warning. "For within you, Salena, lies a power that intertwines the realms of witchcraft and lycanthropy." My heart skipped a beat, and a surge of conflicting emotions coursed through me. Witchcraft and lycanthropy? The revelation sent shockwaves through my very being. The seer's words confirmed the suspicions that had gnawed at me for so long.

I asked him when I was on the opposite end of the room, far away from him, like he wanted. “Hmmm,” he grunted, “what do you want?” He asked again. “Do you have a seer in your pack or a witch?” Seers and witches were similar but different. While seers could see the future and the reason why things happen, they couldn’t heal or perform rituals and spells like witches do.

“These are spell traces found at both attack sites. Unique, advanced witchcraft spells only high-ranking coven witches would know. These were not random acts of magic.” He tapped on the parchment, which began to glow faintly. “We’ve cross-checked the residue with known witches. This particular sequence matches one used by a witch named Sabean, one of the leaders of the rogue group. She’s the one we recorded during a secret meeting.” He motioned toward the Council’s crystal orb, and the playback bega…faint audio, but clear enough. Sabean’s voice rang out: “If they refuse us a seat, we burn the structure. Let the vampires and wolves kill each other, then we rebuild from the ashes.”

“Are you sure of what you’re saying? The Seer is ordained by the Goddess herself, and speaking against her might warrant some heavy punishment from the Goddess.” Scarlett nodded firmly. “Of course, I’m sure of what I’m saying. Ordained by the Goddess?” She let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “Oh please, Scrolls. Yes, the Goddess gave powers to the people of the Obsidian Claw pack, but she never asked us to use it for any evil cause other than to protect ourselves and our loved ones. And again… only a few of us are meant to be Seers. I have only become a Seer because of my vast experience.” She did not want to mention to them that her experience and the various challenges she had overcome in the F

“It’s not a bad thing, Sage. Witch is just a shifter term for special, powerful. I’m guessing you’re a seer.” “A what?” I asked. “A seer. She can see things in the future, you know, like me coming.” We always knew Sage was different but had no information about what that was or what it meant so we kept it hidden. I still couldn’t believe she had even mentioned it so openly with him. “What do you know about this?” I asked him suddenly excited at the idea of finding some answers that I never dreamed we could have. “I don’t know a lot about it, I’m afraid. I can check the archives for you if you are concerned.” “There are others like me?” Sage asked.

Closing her eyes, she begins to chant an ancient ancestral song, invoking the power of the elements and the divine spirits. A gentle breeze begins to caress the courtroom as the lights dim and candles are lit around them. The attendees hold their breath, watching with anticipation and respect. The Seer raises her hands to the sky, channelling the divine energy within her. A sphere of golden light forms between her palms, radiating a warm and comforting energy. With gentle and precise movements, the Seer guides Gil into a state of deep relaxation. As Gil sinks into a magical trance, the Seer begins to recite sacred words, invoking ancestral knowledge and the wisdom of the gods. The room fills

“Complete the Triad. The Ritual of Moon, Blood, and Shadow. Only then will you command the magic meant for the child of two worlds.” “The child?” My breath hitched. She nodded. “Your baby will carry the gift of both realms. Werewolf and witch. Light and shadow. Born of flame, marked by the moon.” A howl pierced the air. Not Thane. Not wolf. Something else. The Seer stood suddenly, her silver eyes flashing. “You must leave now. They know you’ve come. The Hollow has awakened.” “Who?” I asked, heart pounding. She whispered a name like a curse. “The Coven of Ash. They served Inadu... but twisted her teachings. They will come for the child. And you must be ready.”