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"I can see you have become so powerful. Even more powerful than your parents whom I killed easily. Well, since your powerful parents died, there's no law that states you can die either. We'll have to make sure of that." The head witch said with a devilish laugh and was about to fly away on her broom when Lucia flashed her eyes at her. She fell to the floor, feeling so weak. She groaned in pain as Lucia walked towards her. All her efforts to get up proved abortive. She raised her head and looked at Lucia's eyes. Those eyes. She couldn't forget them. She had dreamt of those eyes countless times and often saw it in her dreams. How she wished she had found a way to eliminate only her competition

🌊 The River Witch Genre: Supernatural Thriller Target Audience: Teen and young adult readers (ages 14+) Tone: Dark, mysterious, emotionally intense Protagonist: Amara Nwosu, a 17-year-old girl with ancestral ties to an ancient river deity Setting: A remote Nigerian village surrounded by dense forest and a cursed river Last Recap:

LOVE! One of the wishes I wished was love. I remember now, everlasting love. That’s what I said at that moment but never had I expected to get my wish granted in the form of marriage. This is really too hard to process. Now let us calm down and look at things one at a time. So my wish which I blurted out that night was granted. And it seemed like one by one of these wishes were being fulfilled. One of my wishes was to be given a second chance, another was for beauty and now this third one was for love. And if I'm not wrong, my other wish was for a family. I wish for it too and now it seems like I have been reborn in a very loving family and not to mention, this family is crazy rich seeing h

A sweet smile settled on the woman's lips and a distant look glazed her amber eyes. "We must tread lightly. Any further assistance with any of them will shatter the line of fate. Even now it trembles just speaking about it." Hecate reached out her hand, the serpent coiling around her arm until it poised itself in front of her. She gazed into its void like eyes, delving into their abyss. Within those eyes, she can see the Light Witch leader reaching her final destination.

He threw another question back to me, and I responded, " No, sir " "Wow? So you cannot tell, whether you're a blood witch or an earth witch or a portion witch?". The look on his face became disappointing. It seemed he wasn't willing to teach me from the very start of every witch academy. "Fuck.... Lesson number one, Agatha ". He crossed his legs after asking me to bring out a book and a biro. I followed every of Mr Franks instructions and the for today's lesson? He wants me to elevate a flower pot from the ground using my mind.

“S… Short witch, I’ve heard of your questionable witchcraft and how powerful you are. I don’t believe that you can’t turn Kyle away from Rachel.” The witch laughed again and continued. “I love your will, young lady. You will pay a price to get what you want, but can you get the Alpha to drink a potion?” “A potion?” Imelda’s eyes narrowed. “What potion?” She inquired curiously. “He can only love you when he sees you as Rachel.” She snapped, and Imelda gulped hard. “What?”

Tears were running down my cheeks, the pain was so intense. “You will see every part, that's what I get paid for.” said the witch. “She wants you to see her making love to your lover.” “I do not care what she wants, I will not watch anymore.” I said and looked away again. “When the mirror turns purple, he will confirm that he has penetrated and the spell will be complete. He will be in love with Karly as soon as his manhood penetrates her. It's very simple...”

Hence only a single coven responded to the call of the three-faced mother. Outside howls erupted from every direction, sending the coven into a frenzied panic. Hunters called to each other as fires were lit and rifles passed out. When someone opened the hut door to get more snow for the waterpot, a clay pot sat on the stoop. The witch brought it in and set it next to the crone. “What is it?” someone asked. The crone reached forward and examined it. A wolf paw was printed on one side. The crone exclaimed, “The wolf of Brigid! She lifted the lid and withdrew a black feather and an antler. “By the gods, the trigod’s blessing!”

Her body slumped back on the bed after a single bounce upon the merging impact, and her hands fell with a thud as she drifted into a restless sleep. Agatha has been searching for a witch to help her control her power. Twice every fortnight, she would turn the protective dome off to detect any magical power within the range. She does it on Fridays when her power is slightly more potent than the rest of the days or when the moon is on full display.

There were set rules and guidelines which every witch in the coven was meant to follow, anyone who disobeyed or did not abide by them would be punished or banished from the coven One of the most sacred rules for a witch was *Never fall in love with a werewolf. Why? Because Thousands of years ago, the witches and the werewolves were at war. The werewolves had fed on the witches for too long, taking them as if they were objects of pleasure, which was so displeasing. The witches finally protested against it, and when the werewolves showed no concern, the war began. After a long war, the witches and werewolves decided to go their ways, never crossing each other's paths again. the war happened lo