Vampire Witchcraft Novels & Stories

I sneaked out a smirk for a second. Hope raised her head and looked at Jocelyn and Zion. They sat erect immediately, and her eyes pointed at them. They knew they had some explaining to do. "So you guys are vampires, too?"she asked. "Ew, gross,"Jocelyn said. "We are chanters,"Zion replied. She raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What's that?"she asked. "Just another term for our particular kind of witchcraft,"Jocelyn explained. "So you guys are like witches?".

The others immediately joined her, ecstatic and joyous with what had happened that day. "...... definitely deserved what she got" Ira's voice trailed off. "Your eyes were bleeding and so was your nose, and I was like 'oh no, the turn is happening to her and she doesn't know what to do' apparently everyone was thinking the same thing and that was why we told you to breath" said Rega. "Oh yes. I faintly remember that happening. What does 'the turn' mean? I asked. "It is an intense state a wolf gets with her counterpart, say the human side of you. It is when you get so blended and joined and your powers truly become one. When that happens, it is called the turn" said Ira as I nodded.

“Not yet you don’t, there are four groups of powers and you must claim a part of them all, to do this someone from each area of power must give over theirs and sacrifice it to you, you will then be able to channel all of these and use them” “what , what are the groups?” I hardly dare ask “The Vampires which you already know of, the witches, the elves and the wolves”. “Hang on a second there are witches, wolves and elves? How does no one know about them? Am I meant to meet all these creatures? How am I meant to take their powers? How am I meant to know how to do all this?”

It was a dossier of nightmares. "The Crimson Matron," Aaliyah read aloud, her voice tight with a mixture of professional fascination and genuine fear. "An Eastern European witch with advanced hemokinetic abilities. Specializes in blood rituals and generational curses. The Ledger notes she single-handedly brought down the entire vampiric House of Carpathia in a single night of bloodshed." An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen.

world peace among the different supernatural races since our family reigns three of the most dominant ones-- the Werewolves, the Northern Witches, and the Vampires. I, Blair Claudette Kendall Cavanaugh-Sperova… oh, I know it's such a very long name, and I wouldn't give a fudge to write it all on a piece of paper. Then add up Winsley on my legal married name, and damn, this is already intense madness. However, I love it more than anything. But not as much as I love my Pryce.

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

" Miss Katherine asks. A hand in the front row shoots up. "Yes, Asia, if you may." "The supernatural, before the Binding of Blood, fought mainly due to their way of lifestyle, pride, diet, resources, and of course, territory. The witches considered themselves to be servants of nature, so they despised the vampires who killed humans in order to feed by draining the life out of them. The werewolves despised the vampires too, as they considered themselves to be the protectors of humans. The Vampira saw themselves as the superior race as they, for starters, are immortal and never age; hence, they considered the rest vermin."

Adelaide rises from my throne and Aurora runs to engulf her in an embrace. They squeeze each other tightly for a moment, and I watch the bond they’ve developed continue to grow stronger. After a few pleasantries are exchanged, we seat ourselves at the table behind my throne and Adelaide gets right down to business. She explains to Aurora all about witch history and the different elements they can draw power from: water, fire, air, earth, light, void, and blood. She tells her how most witches live in covens, which can range from small residencies to large cities, like Adelaide’s city; Vesper’s Void. It is home to her coven but also to other vampires and humans.

I asked. I was once told about the Vine of Witches by Namilla and my father. A coven of witches and wizards who draw their powers from the shape and ideology of water. They worshiped the saltwater goddess, Salacia who is in line with the Moon goddess. Which was why there was more of a connection and unison between the Werewolves and the Witches than the Vampires. “It all has to do with your mind. When you are ready to drink some water, you will break free from your healing cord and drink some water from this pot.” He told me and then left before I could ask any follow up questions.

Regardless of what they once were in Witchery, the Blood Witch in the place were nothing more than leeches now, weaving their power and influence over humans to lure them in and feed off them in a futile effort to maintain their vitality. The humans called them ‘vampires,’ romanticizing the dark Clan in movies and books. Unfortunately, the more the humans adored their species, the more magic was dispersed to them over others, creating wars between the ‘vampires’ and the other Clans, aptly the ‘shifters,’ ‘witches,’ and ‘demons,’ to name a few. Just about every supernatural creature the humans fantasized about, from ‘mermaids’ to ‘angels,’ could be traced back to Witchery and some watered-dow