Wiccan And Hulkling Novels & Stories

“We have a war to win.” As I stand amid the fighting my feet are frozen to the ground. The wind blows wildly through the night air as the Sisters of Wisdom attempt to push back against the hunters and the lycan forces. Stray bullets whiz through the air barely missing their marks and putting holes in the sides of the already rundown Wolf’s Den. Lycans are pulled from the ground mid-shift and tossed by large gusts of wind that fling them into trees and the surrounding buildings. The hunters shield their faces from the wind that is relentlessly beating against them. The Seven Witches of the High Council are standing at the edges of a large summoning circle. All are chanting to Hecate wit

Alright I will tell you", he replied and narrated how they met as follow. This place called Realm of Witches has it name not to be Realm of Witches initially. Right now most of the people you can see are women. You will hardly find a wizard here. There used to be both wizards and witches living together here. The name of this place initially was GODRIC'S HOLLOW. The name Godric was derived from the most powerful wizards who happened to be the ruler of all the witches and wizards under the sovereign of the King of Tortuga. Godric would do anything to please all the witches and wizards that live there. Then it arrived a time known as the WITCHCRAFT CONVERGENCE which we can call civil war for y

He knitted his eyebrows and he tapped Hirre's neck, wanted to know the oxygen flow of her body. After a moment of pause, Mr. Zahard looked at everyone who were waiting for his news. "King...Mr. Vermont, Hillary's power os collapsed due of the two forces that she released for summoning wolf. As the old witch doctor...the elders of the witches summon a wolves by three to four of them since they could not make it alone." The witch doctor said and it creates a thought in Mr. Vermont's mind. "Can you tell us what is the cure? I can spend my money for that." Mr. Vermont replied seemed like he was eager to do that for Hirre's safety.

“Aiden’s alive. He’s not hiding anymore. He’s planning something bigger than the Peak.” “I figured,” she said. “But you know more.” Micah nodded. “He’s found something. Something old—called the Hollowpact. It’s not a weapon in the way we think of it. It’s… ancient, forbidden magic. Something that was locked away when the god-wolves still walked freely. He’s bent it into a form—something he can wield. And it works.” Vivianne’s spine straightened, tension sharp as wire. “What does it do?”

said Silas. “Witchcraft?” Many were taken aback. “What is this witchcraft you speak of, Senior Silas? Why does it sound so mysterious?” Silas explained, “It is mysterious indeed. This witchcraft was created by combining the Celestial Empire’s Maddox Kodoku spells and Southeast Asia’s Taming Seance. There is a person named Wikkan in Red Moon, and he is a notorious sorcerer from Southeast Asia. He’s the one who controls those test subjects through a Kodoku spell.”

Only Loki lays chained in the Maroon Sea far reaches. My father Hakkon would like things dead and buried, and yet I am ever a thorn in father's side. Any Cunningwoman can tell you this: Magick does not die. Only the men, the alchemists, were allowed to practice the more refined, human tamed version of Magick that had none of the wildness of the huldre about it. They used Latinate sigils, trying to summon Eleleth in the flesh, not the native runes of our land Wotan had fished from up from Mymyr's well at the cost of his merry blue eye.

Hudson was relentless to bring down the influential Vampire after his involvement with Charles. Once the investigations began, we discovered that he incarcerated both witches and werewolves for a survival game called The Weak is Bleak, which was designed for entertainment with his wealthy Vampire friends. It was held on one of his massive properties where huge bets were placed on estimating how bad or well a player would perform. He gained millions from the illicit operation. The council requested sufficient proof and with our trackers and warriors diligently doing undercover work, we were able to submit the requisite. For me, this was my first time meeting the High Alpha. His aura and power

My magic, fueled by raw emotion, had amplified the natural forces around me, creating a spectacle of nature's fury. I knew I couldn't stay here any longer. My decision to leave was not just about self-preservation; it was about sparing Alpha from the dangers of knowing the truth about me. As a witch from the Howling Nexus clan, my existence was a secret that could bring harm not only to me but also to those around me. Alpha, in his trust and kindness, had unknowingly placed himself in harm's way by accepting me.

“Yes I have my wolf, after I met you she went dormant, not dead just inactive, there’s only so much a wolf can take and my wolf has had more damage done to her than most. I had to go to a henge and pray to the Goddess to return her to me, the Goddess thankfully listened to my prayers, my wolf was returned and now she is stronger than ever.” “A what?” asked a confused Hugh. “Henges, stone circles, the humans think they were built by ancient humans but they are wrong, they were built by our ancestors. They don’t chart the sun, they chart the moon. On full moon, some of them in certain places are very powerful, they have magical properties.” Annie wondered if Hugh had ever read a book in his li

Mar repeated the drawing over the first one with silvery sand and suddenly cried out: - Furfur! - Go away, Mar, then I myself. Melissa tossed her bag aside, her eyes fixed on a male figure with branching deer antlers and bat wings. Her hands rested on the pentagram, causing the gunpowder to flare up and turn the silvery dust into a viscous mass that completes the magic circle. “Help me, spirits of the dead witches of Cleves, are you here?” She tossed her head and rose into the air, spinning a fiery whirlwind under her. “Where else would you be if not in the Underworld.