Voodoo Quotes Novels & Stories

“Baby girl, do not tempt me to tell you where you should insert that finger.” She ignored me and continued with her hoodoo voodoo. Serves her right. I guess.

I want to scream but what’s the point? “Put the car in park.” A gruff voice says behind me. I do as I’m told. “Good. Now, be a good girl and go to sleep,” The voice says as I feel a pinch in my arm. “Your Witch Doctor is waiting for you, Voodoo Doll.” The voice says as my vision grows dark.

It’s getting hot. I wipe some sweat from my face. “Voodoo?” Jackson asks. “Yeah, when you find your little voodoo pussy, bro … it’s like your own little piece of heaven.” Damion is vitally paramount. I’m sure he randomly forgets he’s talking about our sister. The mood shifts — still rowdy, still filled with enough ego to fuel a war, but there is a hum underneath now. Something slower. Heavier. “No, seriously,” Damion continues, animated. “It’s like your soul leaves your body mid-thrust and comes back different. You’re never the same again.”

I whispered. "What's going on!" Vladimir shouted as an invisible force pushed him off me. I didn't realize what I was doing but I was chanting in a foreign language I could barely understand. "Kashi etu cati mati Li do Tu. How dare you attack a descendant of the great witches? " I could barely recognize my voice. I lifted my hand and everyone was lifted in mid-air including Vladimir. "You dare drink from a witch!" I shouted at him and dropped my hand.

The young voodooist yelled as he squeezed his head while gritiing his teeth and pressing his eye lids together . You can either wimper away like a spineless bitch or you can take the fight to your blasian auntie and stomp her from feeding the souls of my city to that cocky ass Cypress. " My uncle is dying , Asshole. Can’t you see that ? ” You dont know who your talking to so ill let that comment slide. But dont worry, youll find out soon enough. As for your uncle, do you think he’d want you to let your precious friends be killed while you lay here crying? Especially that curly haired creole girl your so keen on ?

Vdius was unusually silent as he was thinking something. "What are you thinking? What with this devilish smile?" Alex asked his friend. Vdius looked towards his friend and said with a sinister smile, "What about I please you tomorrow by blowing the tiny head of your mystical Queen? Isn't it will be fun to see??”

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

"It ain't no rocket science, niecey. You channel the gods and the universe; you channel energy. Then you expel it. That's what magic is. That's what witchcraft is. Channeling the energy the universe gives you and using it." "But witchcraft and voodoo are - " "Like cream and coffee," she said smoothly. "Call upon the ancestors to grant you with a piece of their power. Their guidance. Their knowledge. That's what voodoo is - giving praise to our ancestors who, in turn, reward us with power. How the Coterie could think that voodoo and witchcraft can't coexist is beyond me."

"I put the peanut powder in the drink and stabbed Jackie in the storeroom." The hall fell silent, and a trace of undisguised joy flickered in Jackie's eyes. Violet snorted. "Finally, you admit it! Now, apologize to Jackie on your knees!" I ignored her. She had no idea that if I truly wanted him dead, I wouldn't even need to poison him. I just had to speak. Like this. I slowly looked up at Jackie, and my lips moved...