Seer Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Like my body picked up how when I dove into Lila's force. I'd turned into a pit. A magic suck-hole. Something that gobbled casts 'stead of getting gobbled. Lila's eyes popped. "That's... no way. You're flesh. You're wolf. Can't soak spells like that." "I'm Seer," I fixed. "I spot chances. Including flipping your force on ya." I was dead ahead now. Reach-out close. Kill close. Close to wrap this forever. She tried backing. Tried bolting. But her coven crew was at her rear. Caged by our fighters. No escape. No hideout.

he blurted out. I took a deep breath. Seers are rare. They are just what they sound like. They are werewolves that catch glimpses of the future. Seers are usually originally low ranking members of the pack. The Goddess does this to ensure that we treat all our members fairly and kindly since a seers gifts develop after their 18th birthday. A way to show that we are all important. If a pack mistreats a seer before they have their gifts, they will leave the pack and the pack will lose a powerful ability. It also instills a sense of humbleness in the seer. A way for them to know that the smallest detail and person is important.

And in the center of the room, seated on a chair made from antlers and vines, was the witch. She was old—older than the forest, it seemed. Her hair was white but full, falling in tangled coils down her back. Her skin looked like parchment, cracked and folded in ways that mapped centuries. But her eyes... her eyes were young. And they saw everything. “I felt your coming,” she rasped without looking up. “The wolf and the storm. Sit.” They obeyed, neither questioning the names she’d given them. “Ronan sent the killer,” the witch said before they could speak. “You know this. But what you do not know is that he didn’t just want the Seer dead. He wanted to end the bloodline that could unbind his f

This was a group of six supernatural creatures that were not "normal." It's in books and told as a legend they were vampire hybrids. It was told that it was a few couples that formed this miniature clan to take over, but there have never been any proven facts that they actually exist. It was a set of twin females identical, not fraternal, that are part Vampire but on their moms side was seers. A seer is a witch that can see things that haven't happened. The story is said that they can also sometimes read minds and may even be able to control some minds. They also crave blood obviously. It's no wonder this is assumed to be not real because that isn't even the half of the story.

Joan says, causing Jade to look at Jade with awe. Only a few among the werewolf population is selected to be a seer, personally by the Moon Goddess. Seers were said to be wise spirits who guided the pack during tough situations. They had the ability of spiritual insight, predict future, or an oncoming disaster. Just like the decreasing witch population, only a handful of seers is said to remain. "You should bring those to Adryan immediately. Might get cold" Joan points towards the container in Jade's hands. "How did you-your seer vision" Jade answers her own question, causing Joan to look at her knowingly.

I replied firmly, keeping my gaze fixed on Aaron and Callie, who were watching me closely. "What were your motivations for such criminal actions?" the wolf asked, stepping closer with narrowed eyes, his imposing presence filling the room. "To fulfill my duty as a priestess, as ordered by the ancestors and by Hecate, our Goddess of witchcraft, magic, night, the moon, and spirits," I explained, my voice clear and resolute. I noticed that my words caught Callie’s attention; she lifted her chin slightly, focusing on me. "My methods may not have been the most correct, but my intentions were genuine. Rigan is the one chosen by our Goddess to guide us through what is to come!"

“It is almost impossible to reach the orb because of the four lanterns. To guide and serve this True Alpha, there is a witch, one of the four lanterns, a protector, another of the lantern, and a seer. The three, bonded to the Alpha, make it whole. Still, these three are under the True Alpha. After the hazard at the Pure Crescent pack, that same night, it was learned that Alpha Annik had been chosen by the Sapphire as the True Alpha.” “What about the other three? Do they serve him?” “That is the tricky bit. We heard that the witch was murdered. Nobody knows who the seer is. It might be me or you. Or even the flowers around their packhouse or a specific river. The seer comes in different forms

How could he suggest something like that just when he just went through a mess? The Seer's face was twisted in anger as he leaned in close to Sage, his eyes burning with quiet rage. “You're still weak,” the Seer growled, pointing a gnarled finger at Sage. “Still, your body is a mess, and your consciousness is solidly incommunicable from fact. And yet, you speak of finding Ursula? Do you understand what you're saying, boy? Ursula isn’t some rogue witch hiding in the woods, she’s an ancient force, bound by wrath and vengeance.”

"Your mate? But you aren't a wolf? I thought seers didn't get mates?" "I am not a wolf; I am a wolfless werewitch." "WHAT?" "I was sick as a child, and my wolf never manifested. My gifts were still growing without my wolf. So I became a seer." My head was spinning. How was there so much? I didn't know. "Who is Diaz?"

“We’re going to ask them for an antidote or where to find it, at least.” For context. Seers are like witches but they didn’t cast spells or stuff like that. They can see unseen things and mostly know how to find the cure to anything. And they can see invisible lines. Like they could see two kids and tell they are going to be mates, even though you need to be eighteen to tell. They mostly keep to themselves. Because some selfish alphas used them and killed them. I didn’t blame them. “And why are we doing this?” If this thing was from the last annual alphas meeting. Then I’m sure the main world council of elders are aware of it and they should be the ones dealing with this.