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Anyway, write down their full names for me while I get the things I need for the spell. I had to ask myself if I was doing the right thing as I wrote down the names on a piece of paper. I'm an alpha. I can get the woman I love without the help of witches. I just need to show her that I'm a good match for her. The witch came back with a small bottle of water made of clear glass and a bowl that was the color of the sky. She opened the small bottle and poured the water into the bowl. Then she took the paper out of my hands and folded it three times before putting it in the water. A small amount of smoke started to come out of the bowl. PERFECT. She then looked up at me with a big smile and said

The evil witch. Standing in the center of the clearing like she was born from the darkness itself. Her long black hair floated around her, alive like a writhing mass of smoke. Her face was sharp, pale, cruel and those eyes… gods, those eyes. Two pits of venomous green light, gleaming with madness. Behind her, an ancient altar crackled with dark power, its symbols alive and shifting. When her gaze landed on me, her lips curved into a sinister smile. “Well, well,” she purred, voice like broken glass. “The little wolf still lives.”

exclaimed Aza excitedly. "Really? I want to see!" Both: "...." "I didn't think it would be this easy, will the trip be easy?" asked Aza resignedly. "Come on, quickly!" Azareel: "...." Arriving in front of the second level house is green with a yard filled with plants everywhere. Leo had thought that this house was a garden complex, but immediately received a sharp blow on his forehead until it made an impression on the smooth forehead. "This is the house ... the house of the Green Cube Witch,"

I wasn’t going to be the 1st doing it so I picked my card and left. The lady on red came to us and asked us to follow her. It turns out that the colors of the cards were representing the angels of the four basic elements. For the next week, we will be learning how to master these 4 energies and how to work with and incorporate them in your practice. That your class is red or green or blue or yellow, it doesn’t matter you will be learning the same thing just from different people. Simultaneously, we will be learning essential basic daily practices for all witches. These practices is intended to help us strengthen our psyche, powerup our spell and increase our energetic muscle. Each practice i

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

A swirling vortex of green energy cracked open the air before us as the witch lifted her hands, her eyes glowing the same eerie green. The portal stretched, shifting like liquid smoke, showing no hint of what lay on the other side. My heart pounded faster in my chest as several thoughts crossed through my mind. Finally I was going to see my father. Would Gerald be there too? What had he planned?

Sophia the witch shared the details of how she thought she was helping someone genuinely in love. It became clear that she had been misled by the Freya's convincing words. The witch expressed regret for the unintended consequences of her actions. In response, I pondered the complexity of emotions and the twists in the tale. The journey took unexpected turns, revealing the intricacies of relationships and the consequences of misguided choices. The witch, with a focused expression, handed me two small bottles. One contained a mysterious black liquid, while the other held a vivid green substance. She spoke with a sense of urgency, instructing me, "Swiftly consume the black liquid to undo the sp

I found myself rushing to help her, “Are you alright?” She raised herself with a soft groan but the next moment, she staggered and bumped right into me. My breath got caught in my throat as she rested her head against my shoulders. She lifted her head albeit a bit groggily and then slowly cracked her eyes open. They were the deepest green I have seen. All of a sudden, her pupils radiated a strange golden glow. A gasp escaped my lips and I stepped back. Damn! She was a witch! Obviously, she was a witch. What else did I expect to find in Halterland?

Persia smiled: “ I'm not a witch! I'm a psychic! I'm blind, but my heart feels what the eyes see and don't. Bruna: “ For me it’s all the same! Persia: “ But I can guarantee that it is not! Rassy: “ You speak in a way, as if you had already seen a witch! Persia: “ I have already seen and I have felt the presence of a witch! Persia got up and walked over. “ I like to give my blessing to my visitors! “ Persia said smiling. He raised his hand to the right and passed it over each one's forehead, when he reached Gizella she was shocked. It was as if she felt something different. But she tried to hide it and put her hand on Gizella's forehead. Lissa was the first. She read Lissa, Bruna and Alexandr

I laugh again, “I know what you want to be in my life for now. It’s not happening. I want nothing to do with you.” She sighs, “You think you’re happy being domesticated, but mark my words, you will resent Elliot. He’s not our kind. He will use you for your magic until he gets everything he wants, then he will destroy you.” I laugh, “I’m not a dark witch, like you. I’m a white witch. I will never use my magic for evil. Ever. Elliot loves me for me. He could care less if I have my magic or not.” She laughs, “You will come with me. One way or another, I will have you, with your siblings, in my grasp. I will use all of your powers together to take over the universe.” I laugh, “My Goddess! You re