Skyclad Witches Novels & Stories

"Your mother, Saskia, was my sister. Even though we were from different fathers, we shared the same mother. I was born before her, but she seemed to be the one who naturally inherited our mother's talents, constantly growing powerful to the point that the elder witches saw her as a candidate for priestess at the age of twelve. In our clan, the mother witch is called ‘priestess’." I nodded, aware that I had already been absorbed into the story. "Your mother, Saskia, grew up strong, but her talent came with a downside to it. She was stubborn. Full of confidence in her powers, she didn't let the walls of our coven restrict her. She went far and beyond, meeting people from different species. But

“We originate and carry Owens blood. The Owens are the first of the witches. We started with warlock Joshua who married a woman with magic in her but wasn’t a witch at the time. Their children were all powerful, their spells of banishment and healing are the most potent. Some witches in our family have been said to not need spells or potions just naturally occurring magics.” Freda stands putting her hands out for Ivy to take them. Her eyes linger on Ivy genuine and warm. “Be not afraid of the power with in.” Freda speaks softly. Ivy shook her head and ran to the stairs and climbed down rushing to the living room to find her dad had passed out. “Dad? Wake up. Dad. Das please we need to go.” I

She looked shabby and skinnier than the last time Mira quickly dragged Clara to the corner." Clara you have to leave this place as fast as you can" she hurried to say. Clara frowned, "what! Why?" Clara looked at the girl strangely. "The witches, they are after you, the Alpha has already been cursed and he is trying to kill himself. All you have to do is leav__" "Wait, what?. What happened to Skyler?" Out of everything the witch said, the only thing that rang a bell was about her mate dying.

“Twinkets.” “Twinkets!” Triana shot me a shocked gaze. “Only witches of legend could see them. Control them.” I don’t think I control them. “I’ve never heard of them.” I responded flatly. Looking straight ahead as I limped her along the path they illuminated. She carried the lantern in her other dangling hand, since I supported her with both of mine. But the wind swirled dirt across our view so heavily that it made the lantern nearly ineffective. Clouds rolled across the moon making it blacker than black out.

Clayton sighed. ‘Am I dreaming?’ He thought and tried to gather his awareness about his surroundings. The last time as he tried to recall, he was inside the room with the three of witches, Austin Duville, Caroline Duville and Claudia, The Wehr were standing in making a circle. They were spelling some mantra and from their each hand, Clayton saw leaking smokes that were entangled one to each other before uniting to make a bigger haze that was blown away to escape from the room. The haze was flying into the air, getting higher and higher before it disappeared in the night sky.

Killian flipped it open, his eyes scanning the ancient symbols and grainy photographs of blurred, sapphire-furred beasts. “I had a word with the Witch Queen,” Ethan continued, his voice low. “She provided the context we were missing. Years ago, the main Witch Clan exiled a group of notorious practitioners—dark mages who wanted to replace peace with absolute chaos. They’ve formed their own clan. No one knows their exact coordinates, but the Queen has offered to help us track them down.” Killian’s frown deepened, a low growl vibrating in his chest. He knew the history of the witches all too well; they were a race that dealt in cosmic ledgers. They didn't offer the services of their coven out o

she asked, she seated on the table while eating a cake. "You're sleeping with the werewolves," Klyde muttered then Freeda freezed for a second. "Huh?! I'm sleeping with werewolves?" she laughed sarcastically then Klyde give her a mean look. "You're a fool! Don't you get it? The werewolves are the Skyler brothers!" he said as he walked near her. Freeda grinned, she don't believe anything he says. "Klyde, you're telling me that you're the vampire, then now you're telling me that the Skyler's are werewolves? I might be startled when you accused me that I'm a witch?!" she laughed out loud and Klyde lose his patience. "Yes, you're a witch!" he dictated then Freeda burst out laughing.

"I know this scent." Three women stepped out of the shadows. They were dressed in long, tattered robes made of owl feathers and dried moss. Their skin was as white as bone, and their eyes were completely black—no whites, no pupils, just endless voids. These were the Moon-Witches, the ancient guardians of the Crescent Moon’s secrets who had disappeared centuries ago. "The World-Alpha has a heavy heart," the middle witch said. Her voice sounded like dry leaves skittering across a grave. "You have the blood, child, but you do not have the Eclipse."

"Take me to my King then" And suddenly, two more witches appeared, ones she recognized as Glady and Helevna, three original witches and an even more powerful one, Skylar nodded her head, impressed. "Don't forget me" And beside them, a corpse appeared, her skin was the palest, pupils were the whitest, Skylar scoffed. "Nice to see you again, Dya" The dead body smirked. "Likewise my Queen" Now it was four original witches and another powerful one, Skylar watched as they came together, in a straight line, all facing the cell.

Nik went ahead to tell them about the Zombie witches. I could feel the dread rolling off of them in waves. "Do you really think I will believe your bullshit?" Alpha Ralph crossed his arms. "No. But you best believe your eyes." He said and at the snap of his fingers, four slaves pushed in a large screen on wheels. It turned on and then a video started playing—a video I hadn't seen before. A man was standing next to an old woman in a black cloak. "That's Adrik and a witch—an extremely strong one."