Witch Books Fantasy Novels & Stories

Raven walked over to a positive nook inside the library and requested Anna as he pointed to the sizeable ancient book series. "Probably someplace right here... Books approximately witches." Anna cautiously browsed the titles at the books' spines, looking for the keyword "witch." Even given her overseas language abilities, she may want to best study 1/2 of them, however, she quickly located an ancient book associated with witches. . . . ……

Swirling the leaves and echoing through the trees. Like the voice of some vile Incubus. I’d read of such things in the books father got me of evil creatures.

Going over seat back on his seat, he heard another minister speaking in a concerned voice, " But Your Highness! What about the ancient book? Is it safe to keep that in the castle or do you have plan of transforming it somewhere else?" The ancient book was left by a monk who secretly researched on Witches and Vampires for years. After he figured out that what magics could destroy them, he made a written copies of them. In a handly encounter with Cyrus, he managed to win the book from that monk. All this time, Cyrus was using those forbidden spells to capture those witches. In other words, the book not only contained the procedures of killing or capturing witches but also had the mention of ki

“Yeah, it is. But it's not always that easy, sometimes the natural energy of a sorcerer isn't enough nor is it required for certain magical acts and in such cases, sacrifices or or use of magical objects will be used, has to be used.” “But if the ANTI is a book, how come it has magic, shouldn't it be a book of spells?” “The ANTI isn't like any other book, it's magic itself, magic beyond anything anyone has ever seen.” She continued to tell me more about the book and how powerful it was. I listened carefully though I was still almost lost in all of it as it was really overwhelming. Imagine learning more about myself and the supernatural world in such a short period of time. All my life, I had

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

She said moving to the other side of the library. I came across different books about werewolves, witches, Lycans, vampires and even hybrids and many more I had no idea existed like the fairies and fox shapeshifters. Although I wanted to read them all now I knew it wasn't possible so I picked out a book that was titled ‘THE FEUD BETWEEN TWO WORLDS’ this was written in big bold engraved like the font on the hard black cover then there was another title underneath ‘THE WOLVES AND THE VAMPIRES’

I stand up on my tippy toes and wrap my arms around his neck as I kiss him; I don't miss the growl that vibrates through his chest as he pulls me in tighter, wrapping his arms around me, taking control of the kiss and deepening it. When he steps back, we are both breathing hard; I move away from him and head over to the pantry and pull out a breakfast bar. I eat it, put the wrapper in the bin, grab a piece of fruit off the counter, and then make my way out into the backyard. I sit on the porch and flick through the pages of my spell book. I stop at what looks like a simple spell; I move away from the porch and grab a couple of small sticks, putting them on the ground away from anything else

The word burned in his mind like a brand. He stalked past the familiar sections—Werewolf Histories, Lunar Cycles, Pack Law—until he reached the dimly lit alcove marked "Supernatural Relations." His claws pricked his palms as he yanked out the first relevant tome: The Bewitched & The Beastly: Supernatural Attractions. The wooden chair protested as he threw himself into it, the lamplight casting jagged shadows across the pages. Dust motes swirled around him as he flipped to the chapter on witches.

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

That’s when she figured that Isabella wasn’t from here. “You must be from another time period.“ “What do you mean?” “The thing you messed with wasn’t an hourglass. It was a witching glass.” “A witching what?” “The thing you called an hourglass. I read about it in my mothers’ books. It's an hourglass that’s been enchanted to control time. This item allows a person to travel between the past, the present, and the future.” “So, am I in the past?” “Yes.” “What year is it?”