Stories About The Salem Witch Trials Novels & Stories

“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 jail conditions. Then in the 17th c

His face hardens like stone. "Like the Salem witch trials?" I ask. He chuckles. "Kind of. But only if the humans knew that they hanged other humans conceiving them as witches." "Bloody hell! That means the witches were never executed?" "Of course not. They couldn't even get one witch on the rope. Salem witches are very powerful. And at that time, a group of them started preaching The Dark Lord which led to spreading of diseases and several deaths." "That's so dangerous!" I say when a thought clicks my head. "Umm...do you think Branson is one?"

Alice pretends to inspect the books' covers as we walk. "You know the Salem Witch trials?" she whispers. I nod. "Of course." "The Silver Hunters were founded by some of their descendants." I frown. "Huh? For what purpose?" We stop walking and she looks around to make sure no one is close. "Because they had something against witches. But then it grew as they discovered there are more than witches out there. Now they're hunting everyone." We're almost to the wall where she showed me the secret book, the one she said we weren't supposed to know about.

That was enough. Another bonus in being wed to Jasper was the fact that his family were not die-hard puritans, as was the majority of Salem. Living amongst so many puritans was the most difficult for Kira, who was forced to cease her practice of herbal remedies for risk of being labeled a witch. That year alone, more than twenty young girls were hanged after being accused of witchcraft. It was scary times in Salem. The thought of being able to freely walk in the woods and collect herbs for medicinal use once she’d returned to her homeland kept her insides excitedly smiling even if her outside was forced to maintain a calm and pious expression.

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?”

“The families fled from Salem during the witch trials under one coven. But as time went on the elders of the coven began to disagree and they split.” Continuing to flip through the pages of one of the books, Abigale’s fingers land on the page that she is looking for and she pushes it in my direction. Sitting in a stunned silence for several moments, I just stare at the page unable to absorb any of the words that I am reading. Finally snapping out of my trance, I actually read the page in front of me.

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.

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.

Caitlin began to read, and was so taken by it, she decided to read it aloud to Caleb. “Listen to this,” she said. “‘In Salem, in 1692, a large group of teenage girls suddenly fell ill. Most of them lapsed into a fit of hysteria, and screamed out that they had been attacked by witches. Many of these girls went so far as to name the witches who were afflicting them. “Because their illnesses were so mysterious, and because many of these girls died suddenly and there was no other explanation for it, the townspeople fell into a frenzy. They hunted down the people accused of witchcraft.

I make a conclusion from both of their story, and it seems I was right. “Yes, why do you think Salem's witch’s trial happened? One of the spell casters frame the witch because they were outnumbered back then.” Zephyr said while he goes to put on some clothes. Elm looks at Zephyr and tilted his head, “I got another version of the story, from my Nonna, she told me that it was because the spell caster doesn’t want to share this realm together, and wanted to banish all the witches.” “Well, to be fair, both versions were equally disgusting.” I said to Elm, and not long after, I begin to yawn, and lay beside Aaron. “I think I need my beauty sleep now. The two of you could use the other bed.”