Vampire Diaries Witchcraft Novels & Stories

That was one thing we were never meant to cross. That was the domain of witches. According to the book, witchcraft didn’t come from the moon. It came from fear and the need to survive. From the bloodlines of ancient humans who refused to be prey when the supernatural creatures began to overtake the land. The witches carved their magic from raw instinct. From the bones of lost gods and the whispers of forgotten forests. They didn’t borrow power. They made it. And vampires? They didn’t worship the moon or anything at all. Their strength came from the dark and the blood of others. From the ones who turned them. Their magic was old and selfish, passed down through veins and sharpened with hunger

Making it so that a witch can be the only thing that can harm a vampire. After finding this out, the Fates again stepped in. Creating a witch of their own, who made it so that only Dracula and John can't be killed, but their offsprings can be. But for the vampire, they have to be burnt in order to die, and the wolves have to have their heads ripped off. As for the witch, her children will forever be persecuted by the same humans, who will never accept Abraham's children. Deeming them as crazy, it all seemed to work out for them this time.

"More than a threat. She is more than any power you've ever seen. And I hear she has vampire blood in her too. Isn't that interesting?" "Vampire blood?" His surprise was beyond what his face could express. Having vampire blood automatically makes her a half-breed, and that meant she had the same powers as a vampire already. What else baffled him was who the witch's parents were. There was only one vampire he knew of who had gotten married to a witch but… no, this was bad news. It cannot be possible. If what he was thinking was true, then the witch would be as powerful as a two hundred years old vampires and that meant more powerful than him because the vampire in his thoughts would have been

As we entered the forest, we decided to divide into teams to expedite the search for her. 'There are a lot of witches living here, Alpha.' 'Indeed' I replied. That's why I kept telling my warriors to stay focused. For ages, witches have danced in the ritual to create as many hybrid pups as they can by mating with werewolves or vampires. Their aid is to broaden and enrich their lineage. I know that their practice has continued to stand tall until today. I bet those witches were quick to sense the aura emanating from my pack members the moment we set foot on their turf. Witches have the charm to seduce anyone they want, and numerous wolves have fallen under their spell.

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

It made sense that I learn what I could about the enemy first. The sludge was replaced with an aromatic tea that gave my energy level an added boost every time I drank it. Gwendoline explained how using large amounts of magic could easily deplete a witch’s energy force, like it did a vampire’s. It was necessary to replenish it with the special herbal tea. It was something all witches had to do; even her.

now Aza's voice looks disbelieving, how could there be a world like that, witches, vampires, werewolves, isn't that just a myth? The more Aza thought, the more confused he was with the contents of the book. Or maybe this is a fairy tale book that he accidentally read and fell asleep, while sleeping the book hit his head so that he forgot that he had the book and read it last night, ok like that. "Argh! No logic, no logic, no logic! What the hell!" Aza grumbled in frustration. "Aza! Come down! Let's eat!" At the moment the confusion in Aza's mind widened, Aubrey's voice was like a savior for Aza who was thinking so hard that he was confused by what he was thinking.

She couldn't afford to be unprepared, not with so much at stake. In a secluded part of the forest, Zyra stood poised, her eyes closed as she concentrated on summoning her powers. The ground beneath her feet trembled slightly as she tapped into her Lycan strength, feeling the surge of energy course through her veins. She opened her eyes, glowing with an otherworldly light, and took a deep breath. With a swift motion, she leaped into the air, her speed enhanced by her vampiric agility. Landing gracefully, she conjured a small flame in her hand, a manifestation of her witch heritage.

She paired me with the person that his family is the reason that witches are endangered species. Before 130 years wolves and vampires were in war, both of them they used witches to do their biting. Vampires had only four witches that they used dark magic. When these witches died in battle by other witches the vampire abducted a young girl and made her coven to do their biting. The witches that had allied with the Wolves got tired to fight a war that wasn’t theirs and they didn’t want to go against their own.