Witch Books Fantasy Novels & Stories

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

Second Witch Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble, ALL Double, double toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches' mummy, maw and gulf, Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark. Root of hemlock digg 'd i' the dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat, and slips of yew, Silver'd in the moon's eclipse, Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, Finger of birth-strangled babe, Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, Make the gruel thick and slab:

If she'd hidden something important, it wouldn't be easy to find. It took three hours before I discovered the false bottom in her wardrobe. My fingers trembled as I pried up the wooden panel. Underneath lay three leather-bound grimoires, their covers marked with symbols I didn't recognize. Protection wards hummed around them, but they recognized my blood and let me pass. I pulled out the first grimoire and opened it. My mother's handwriting filled the pages, hurried and desperate. Notes about containment spells, blood magic, sealing rituals. And one phrase repeated over and over.

"You thought you could defeat me? You thought you could escape my wrath? You are all nothing compared to the fury of the ocean and the darkness within me!" Lucy begged for her life, her voice a desperate whisper, as she hung suspended in the air. "Please, Anne, don't do this..." Anne's eyes glowed with a sinister light, a malevolent smile curling her lips. "Do you wonder why I am so strong? I was equipped with immense power, born of a demon and a witch who possessed the powers of a mermaid. That is what I am—a unique blend of dark magic and oceanic might. And do you know what's more? I absorb the powers of every witch I kill, just as I will suck yours right now and destroy Alexander!"

Like the book knew me. I pushed that thought aside and turned the first few pages. Most of the entries were familiar types of magic—herbal mixtures, minor warding spells, protection charms, and potion recipes. The kind of practical witchcraft that most mages learned during their years at Rosewood. But I wasn’t looking for those. I flipped slowly through the pages, searching for anything that felt even remotely familiar. Anything that might explain the wings. Or the blood. It took several minutes before I found something.

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

During my long lonely and painful days, I always like to stay in the corner of the library, buried in a book. The high walls of the palace cut the sky above me into a small square, but the world in the book was vast. I learned a lot of interesting things from the book. I know that our country is in the middle of the continent and that the countries bordering us are Dragon Pack, Werebear Country, Werebird Country, and so on. I also know that a group of witches live in a place far away, surrounded by flowers. They have the power of curses and prophecies. They are very mysterious, and never involved in the war between countries. All the nobles wanted to marry a witch, but they seldom married. A

"Just in case you do not know, I'm a witch, not like you na ipinanganak na may kakayahang kakaiba. I was born a wizard, at kaya kong mag-manifest ng iba't ibang spells, using my guide. I can only do magic with scrolls, unlike you guys na nasa kamay niyo na ang ability." May mga witch palang nage-exist. "Today, we'll learn different spells, basic spells, to be exact." She paused and took out a stick?????????????? "Rectrio." Saad niya tapos biglang may nag-appear na books sa table namin. It looks ancient. I opened the book, and was shocked that I literally can read the charcters within the book kahit unfamiliar pa ito sa 'kin. "Gago, ano 'to?" Rinig kong saad ni Axie.

Natacha said and began to walk towards the dungeon gate. "It is midnight princess, get some sleep, we will continue tomorrow night" she said, locked the gate and walked down the dark hallway, her footsteps echoed quietly. Lilia stared at the book in her hands, this is her first time coming across a witch book. Growing up, she has read so many books concerning witches, she believed that they exist but she never knew that she was living with one all her life and she herself is a witch. Happy a bit about tonight's progress, Lilia sat beside a wall, her eyes filled with curiosity as she couldn't wait to dive into the book. She glared at the front page, her mind settled to learn her powers and ba

there isn't a need to do that"? I don't expect you to know pain but wound that deep hurts a great deal, alright!" "Puppy, come here. " Mike ordered with a wave of a hand. 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. Ariana was scared that Mike would scream or hit her if she didn't abide by his words.