Weed Witchcraft Novels & Stories

Gwendolyn smiled sadly and replied, “We have been observing you for quite some time now. You were not deemed ready but because of this incident, the Triple Goddess has pushed her plans forward. Come and meet the others. Enough of the sad atmosphere.” Clara nodded and followed Gwendolyn who stopped by a group wearing blue overalls with the sign of lightning on it, “Hello.” Instead of shaking her outstretched hand, they all stood up and went on their knees with bowed head. It was at this moment that she noted that everybody was on their knees before her. Clara looked at Gwendolyn with a panic filled expression and said, “What is going on here?” Gwendolyn smirked, “Prophecies and fate has deter

Willow immediately bowed her head after finally regaining her composure when the reality of the situation cleared up. "Goddess Hecate, it's such an honor." Willow's heart thundered in her chest. To meet the Goddess of Witchcraft was a very rare occurrence amongst the Witches, and she only showed herself to those with exceptional power. Hecate's eyes twinkled with amusement as she turned her back to her and began walking through the mist. Willow raised her foot to follow when she felt something cold and smooth slither past her. Glancing down into the mist, a serpent with scales that were like oil on water had brushed alongside of her, but paid her no mind. She sucked in a breath until the ser

My name is Cordelia Gabriel, and I’m a witch. It’s my 18th birthday. At the Bar Mitzvah, each witch goes through a ceremony to become a full member of our witch coven. Tonight, I’m going through this ritual. The ceremony took place in a hidden forest. Witches once flourished, but now they are in decline. Ten years ago, Alpha King, from the Dark Shine Pack, united this country, and no one was allowed to use magic in this land. The coven has been reduced to untouchables, oppressed.

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

" Your sons keep saying the same thing but i don't understand it." Amy turns to face him. "We are elemental witches. Our powers come from the elements around us. It is essential for us to establish a bond with our surrounding nature, otherwise we will not be as strong. I guess, if you trusted us with your secret, we can trust you with ours..." she said, kind of shyly. Witches... More witches... The Alpha is not going to like it at all.

But witches operated outside pack law, outside the rules that governed our world. Dangerous. Unpredictable. Useful. "What kind of herbs?" I asked carefully. "All kinds, from what I understand. Fertility treatments, obviously. But also, things for..." Britney hesitated. "Other purposes." "Like what?" "Influence. Persuasion." She lowered her voice further. "My sister's friend used something to make her mate more... attentive. Said it worked perfectly." Tessa scoffed. "That's manipulation." "That's survival," Britney countered. "Sometimes fate needs a little push."

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

I opened the door to my office and made my way to the desk and sat down in my chair. I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a long breath while leaning back in my chair. ‘Alpha?’ one of the omegas that was in charge of watching Viviana’s parents mind linked me. ‘what is it Felix?’ ‘our guests are getting restless and are wondering when they could speak to you’ he responded back to me. ‘Tell them, I am still out and will be home shortly’. ‘Yes Alpha.’ I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. There has to be a way to come up with a peaceful solution. Alec scoffed ‘oh yeah because when have we known witches to be peaceful?’ he spat at me. I rolled my eyes to his comment but he wasn’

Shining the red color of her into an orange sunset, in a blink, the throbbing pain on her body lessened before eventually disappearing. "Puppy, come here" Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. Ariana heard his airy deep voice which made her shoulder lifted up to protect her body but at the same time, it made her wound more visible to Mike's eyes, making him ticking his jaw in dislike. On his left palm that he spread out the black long wand formed from thin air to his use. Green thorny vines rooted from the bottom of the wand and end at the crescent shaped top that had a red gem in the middle, seeming to float without anything attached.