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“I have been keeping an eye on things here in this realm regarding the treaty. I see your sister is still out for blood, as is the vampire king.” “Look, I’ve tried to talk to her but she won’t listen. My cousins and I are going to try to talk to her tonight again.” “If she won’t listen, what then?” “Then we come up with a plan B.” He looked at me skeptically for a moment. “What are you?” I didn’t know him well enough to share the truth, so I lied. “I’m a witch,” I said, looking him in the eyes. He tilted his head to the side and looked me up and down with an intensity that was deeply uncomfortable.

After he teaches me how to build a fire, I tell him about what happened, leaving out some of the details like the amulet, but the kid was smart and figured out that's what it was, he’d heard many tales about it from the elders in his village. He told me if he ever had an amulet with that kind of power, he would take it to a Wizard, because trinkets like that are very dangerous in the wrong hands. Pixies are meant to start living on their own at the age of ten, because they are so used to living in forests and living off nature that provides for them. He told me about the Pixies, how as they grew older they could grow their wings, but only some of them, and no one really knew why but bravery

Channelling spells weren't easy to come by, in fact my mother used to tell me that no living witch in other parts of the world could perform that. My mother had taught me time and time again that witchcraft mostly revolved around four elements. Water, fire, air and soil. Looking at the image, the candle represented fire, the tin of water was pretty direct. The pots of plant represented soil, from which they grew with the bird clearly standing in for air. What I didn't understand was the ring of fire, what did it represent? A slight headache was beginning to form, my mind overworking to try and break the hidden meaning. Where was the written spell to go along with the depiction?

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.

Though pain and exhaustion are eminent in their faces their intense glares at each other just say it all that both are still not giving up. Just then Lilan cast her hidden card. It was a hard spell to do even for a powerful air witch like her, it was a spell that could take away any living needs of your opponent, for a fire witch it'll take away light in your eyes, hence you'll be temporarily blind for the entire battle, a terra witch, the land below you will swallow your opponent whole, a water witch, it'll take away all your water in your body and use it for an attack that will damage you as well, and for air witches like Lilan, it has the most powerful damage because air is needed by the

They were pale blue, swirling with light, the color of winter storms and strong ice. She had made wings. Not griffin wings in the way the old stories told. These were ice...shards of frozen light that arched from her shoulders like cathedral windows, dark as obsidian, translucent as smoke. They pulsed with her heartbeat. They dripped frost like tears. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. And I was the only one who knew what she truly was. A witch. The word settled in my chest like a stone. Not heavy. Not cold. Just... true. Everything clicked into place. The ice. The scars. The binding. The way she had no scent to everyone yet smelled like Herbs and Lavender to me.

I turned and left without saying anything else while outside, right in the sky above Avelios Island, the red light was getting brighter. They never accepted any witches. That meant the rule had been broken and Lex, an ordinary she-wolf who I knew only wanted to be a famous luna, had managed to destroy the protective dome of the island of witches.

Alley said, smiling at me. We walked over and I sat down on the floor next to her. I held out the book and opened the first page to see what the contents were about. "The Blessed." I read out loud. The blessed? I turned the next page to see a man and woman, the man had a white shading while the woman had a black shading, "That could be a white witch and a dark witch.'' Alley said, studying the picture. I looked all over the page until my eyes laid on words that I didn't know how to comprehend at first. "When the light meets the dark a mix of good and evil is born." Um... What does that mean? I tensed a little as I read the words over and over. Alley was scribbling something down on a note

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar

Once she arrived, she made her way to her room and collapsed onto her bed, the book still clutched tightly in her hand. Claude tried to focus on her school book, but she found that she couldn't concentrate. The witches' book was calling to her, and she knew that she had to answer its call. She pushed aside her other books and began reading the witches' book. She was stunned when the book flipped by itself to a page that had been blank earlier. It was a witches' book, so she should have expected something like this to happen. The prophecy that was revealed on the page spoke about a young one who would help save the werewolves from the witches. The ones who remained were evil but had good in t