Seer Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Gwendolyn smiled sadly and replied, “We have been observing you for quite some time now. You were not deemed ready but because of this incident, the Triple Goddess has pushed her plans forward. Come and meet the others. Enough of the sad atmosphere.” Clara nodded and followed Gwendolyn who stopped by a group wearing blue overalls with the sign of lightning on it, “Hello.” Instead of shaking her outstretched hand, they all stood up and went on their knees with bowed head. It was at this moment that she noted that everybody was on their knees before her. Clara looked at Gwendolyn with a panic filled expression and said, “What is going on here?” Gwendolyn smirked, “Prophecies and fate has deter

“Sorry but my education is lacking. We were too busy running from crazy witches” “Seiðr is from the same family as shamanism and wizardry. It was mostly practised in the Nordic countries back before the church rose to power. Yeah, even before Norse mythology started. Back then both men and women worked with seiðr. The villages was led by a male and female leader, who solved things together, as equals. But with Norse mythology society became more male dominated, now it was the men, the chieftains who ruled supreme”. “So what you are saying is that you are witches too”.

The world tilted. "The Seer, then! The woman who did my scrying!" The acolyte checked a wax tablet. "The only Seer on duty today is Elder Corvus. He's male. There have been no female Seers in the Chambers today." A roaring sound filled my ears. A she-wolf waiting nearby whispered to her companion, just loud enough. "Is she touched in the head?" "Desperation can do that. My cousin's mate couldn't conceive, started claiming she was having phantom pregnancies…"

She had used a locator spell for Karani and had infused her own blood on the paper to break through Karani’s own spell as eleven other coven members chanted with her. She had watched Karani through the eyes of birds and she had enchanted the already murderous Ramos McGuire with pure evil and she had watched as he ripped Karani’s throat out. Her mother had been a much stronger witch than she was; they had stopped practicing real Seidr around two hundred years ago, instead they adopted other types of witchcraft and made it their own, using the gods and goddesses from their ancestral lines to curse and bewitch. Dezrael opened her laptop and clicked on the link for accommodation in Seward. She f

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.”