Wiccan Witches Novels & Stories

I pulled her closer. She placed her hands on my chest to stop me. My wolf whimpered dramatically from the rejection. Odessa felt it and rolled her eyes. “We’re not getting freaky tonight, Maverick. The witches are back. I’m positive they’ll be here during the autumn festival, and it’s going to be big.” The witches killed my grandmother. From then on, they were banned from Daciana. Killing wolves or other creatures gives witches incredible power. However, when my grandmother was murdered, the witches failed to complete their spell because they were driven out.

He reached up and cupped her cheek with his large hand. "Then tell me about Witches." she said. He let out a sigh as he placed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "There are the two factions; Light and Dark Witches. Light Witches from my understanding are more about Healing and the Elements. Dark Witches are rumored to have practiced Necromancy and curses." he grimaced. "I've met a Light Witch once. Sweet woman. Owns a bookstore in northern Wisconsin." "And Karmina is a Dark Witch, right? Yet she's managing to influence the world of the living? What if she's not actually dead?" she asked him. Jayce's eyes darkened as he thought her question over.

“It's a pleasure to meet you.” I responded, nodding. “And you too, Akanni.” Then returned my gaze to Cassius. “Akanni is an enchanter,” Cassius explained. “And she’s the best in her field.” “Oh,” I muttered, seemingly because it was the only thing I could think to say. The coven is divided into two classes; the witches, specialists in the spiritual art of performing rites and rituals for protection, mediation, healing, and the intricacies regarding the mate bond, amongst other things.

The monstrous being possessed a primal aura that seemed to seep into the very fabric of the night, casting a chilling shadow over the gathering. Gasps and cries filled the air as fear mingled with awe. The witches, undeterred by the monstrosity before them, began to channel their magic with unwavering focus. They moved in unison, their hands weaving intricate patterns as they invoked ancient spells of protection and banishment. Their voices grew louder, the power of their chants resonating with the forces of the supernatural realm. "Obscurum dispergo! Mala absumo! Aeternum exstinguo!" they cried out, their words piercing through the night.

I can feel the power in their steps, the urgency in their movements. The path ahead is dark, but we have the scent of the Wendigos to guide us. They won’t escape. Not while I’m Alpha. *** Alex The air is thick with the smell of burning flesh, the stench of decay, and the metallic scent of the witches' blood. Through the trees, I see the women, their hands are raised, their faces contorted in concentration, but it’s clear they’re fighting a losing battle. Thirteen witches, different forms of magic crackling around them, battling the Wendigos in a desperate fight. Fire, water, wind, earth — each witch wields strong power, but their faces are pale with exhaustion.

’’ Cassian asked again as Darius nodded his head “Oh fuck’’ cassian cussed, pulling his hair back ‘’What are they talking about? Is having a witch in the kingdom that bad?’’ I asked Rica, confused ‘’Witches are the only creatures that never get along with the others in this world ’’ Rica’s voice suddenly boomed in my head ‘’Why not?’’ ‘’They feel superior to others even though they are not and always seek to get what doesn't belong to them. In conclusion, they do not like to be told what to do or get really mad if they don’t get what they want,‘’ Rica explained ‘’Is it that bad?’’ ‘’You have not seen an angry witch Riley; they are terrible, ’’ Rica lamented ‘’What should we do now?’’ Kieran

He used the opportunity when Selene could not do anything to save her children. With the war getting worse day by day the old witch was forced to worship the moon goddess . Amongst the witches and warlocks they were forbidden to worship any other gods or goddess other than the devil.She needed two other witches to fulfill this ritual because each witch represents each moon phase . The Maiden, the Mother, and the Crone, each of which symbolizes both a separate stage in the female life cycle and a phase of the Moon, and often rules one of the realms of heavens, earth, and underworld.

But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away. A witch would not only smell it, but see it too. Because the spells were cast by the witches. Not just any witch. But the ones from the Onwa Clan, which is the moon clan. And since the spells were from the Onwa clan, any witch from that clan could not only see or smell the spell. They could feel it, and touch it. Just like I was running my fingers across the blue strings of smoky light that now filled my car. I smiled as it burst, sending cool force through my hair, as it left my car. Even if it had left, I could still feel the evidence of it's presence around me.

Lynn explained truthfully and I believed him. What surprised me was the fact that she was a rare black witch and was also Aunt's disciple, which was a very commendable feat. Black witch. Why are there so many witches this days? Witches are rare species and they are very powerful. There were three species of witches, the scarlet witch which was the most powerful. They are not on good terms with werewolves, mages and other species because of their devious and cunning ways. The species that hated them the most should be the mages and the feeling was mutual because Mages are the only ones that knew their weak points and vice versa.

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.