Wiccan Witches Novels & Stories

This wasn't good. I needed to run. My attempt to get back on my feet failed because a hand pressed against my shoulder and forced me back on my knees. An eerie laughter echoed through my ears. The overhead light began to fluctuate and when I managed to catch a glimpse of the people who approached me, my pulse sped up immediately. They had the arcane sigils around their arms. Witches. They were evil witches whom the moon goddess stopped from having anything to do with either the Lycan or werewolves because of their constant rebellion. But, that wasn't what mattered right now.

someone repeats, the word spat like a curse. Mireth doesn’t flinch. “Yes. The world has changed. The witches of today are not the ones who once manipulated our leaders or sowed discord in the packs. They study the earth, natural medicine, healing, midwifery, agriculture. They could be allies, they could be… family.” The tall woman with the wine hued lips stands at the back, unreadable. The other sits with her hands folded, her eyes forward, and neither speak.

Wanda called out loudly. All the witches hurriedly started preparing for the ritual. They draw a huge Pentagram in the middle of their town. They placed fresh heads of human sacrifices, which were arranged just for this purpose. Blood was splattered all around, making the pentagram shine blood red. Wanda arrived then, wearing a black robe. She walked into the center of the Pentagram. The other witches stood around the drawings, just outside the freshly severed heads. Wanda started chanting, and soon all the other witches followed suit as one. Different tones chanted the same spell in a chorus. As the intensity of the spells started to increase, the pentagram started to fill with a strange en

The moment Hylda came into the picture and put Sadie to death the tradition had died with her. The witch's quarters looked old and worn down from years of neglect. Sadie was long gone by the time she had even been permitted to enter the pack house but she'd heard from the older generations what it used to be like. The walls apparently had a glow to them from the amount of magick in the room. There was rumored to be a large crystal sat in a well, center of the room where the users would replenish themselves. Foliage decorated the room making it look like a green house with work stations set up. Large wooden work tables covered in rare ingredients and spells books from past generations lay on

voice I didn’t recognize spoke up. His voice demanding respect without yelling. “Listen up little girl. You don’t make demands here. Now, I’ll ask one more time. Who are you and why are you here?” “FUCK YOU” spat Kiara with an intense growl. “ I don’t know why you entertain these trespassers Kirian. This one clearly is a bloodsucker. She’s already threatened to drain us dry. We need to dispose of her and her wolf friends.” Said a second man’s voice full of disdain. “ First off nobody will do anything unless I say” this time a voice of a woman chimed in. Hmm, that must be the one in charge. “Has anyone tried talking to her male companions?” asked the same voice “ someone fucked up on the dos

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

“Babe, rise and shine or we are going to be late. Plus look at who I caught attempting to sneak past us.” “rrrrrrgggg. What time is it?” Levi groaned as he began to open his eyes looking around before landing his eyes on me standing fully dressed trapped by Roman. “Where do you think you are going so early in the morning?” He yawned out at me. “Well I have to go back to my mothers apartment to get ready. I mean I am a witch. It is Magi treating. It is kind of necessary for witches to be present to help or a minimum to keep the magic reduced. A lot of the green witches have worked their power to provide healing herbs. Some of the witches with actual powers will be working as “dark” witches to

Add to that, the witches have added their ‘witchy lights’ and we can barely get the sprites out of the gardens. We realized much too late that many of the witches needed our help, just as much as other supernaturals. Cohen and I have taken in several single mothers who were running just so they could protect their children. Some have even found their mates among the wolves and even some among the sprites. At first, the wolves would be jealous that their mate had children with another man, but in many instances, these children were the result of some cultish coven event where the leader of the coven slept with all the women, whether consensual or not. According to the witches who have joined

"I also thought the same, but Jerome Nichols hate mystical creatures and will never employ the help of a witch in helping us. But even if he did, Syren did say the witches of the west and the east are steering clear off Jerome Nichols and his hound dogs." Neon quickly shook her head, ruling off the possibility of Jerome having a witch with him. "Vampires don't need a pack, so they group with whoever they want. Werewolves have packs, but that doesn't mean we don't have rogues. Witches stay in covens and have an all covens leaders, but that doesn't mean they don't have a rebel amongst them." Steele countered and fixed his eyes on the back of the Bentley directly in front of them.