Witch Circles Novels & Stories

Willow, Siren and Chapelle were the sea witches, they can control all the matters regarding sea and ice. Each of the siblings was plunged by some sort of powerful magic. Reaching the place where Willow captured Griffin was empty. She mentally slapped her face, knowing the fact that the witch had run away. "That bitch…" she murmured in a harsh tone. Searching for the witch around the castle of Lord Nathan, she came out in the field, staring at the blood moon eclipse. Gazing around her eyes got laid on the Dire valley and the castle of it had some unique kind of purple smoke releasing from it.

She is our anchor, our strength, and our weakness rolled into one. He nodded at me and continued reading one of the files in front of him. “Uhm, Nate?” He raised his head to meet my gaze, “Hmm.” he acknowledged. “What do you know about wisps?” I asked reluctantly. He put the pen down on the table and relaxed his back on the chair. “I know that witches use them to confuse and distract enemies. But…….” he sighed. “It can also be associated with bad omen or death,” he continued.

“You were made for me. Your blood sings to my darkness.” Astra staggered—but did not fall. “Yes,” she breathed. “That is why this ends now.” She raised the ceremonial blade. Forged from moonstone. Honed with her ancestors’ bones. Caelum shouted, “Astra—WAIT!” But she didn’t. She drove the blade into her own palm. Her blood spilled—silver-white, luminous—pouring into the heart of the circle. The magic screamed. The Winter Wraith screamed louder. The mountain shook as the seal slammed shut—stone folding in on itself, runes carving deeper, magic collapsing inward like a dying star.

Alpha Francis and Jarek are the first to be led through the door by Sylvia and then I bring up the rear. I don't know what kind of witchcraft is at play here, so I keep my eyes to the ground. The scent of roses dances around me. She has to be in here somewhere. I lift my head briefly and see an empty pentagram glowing brightly in the middle of the large circular room. There is a table of witches at the opposite of the room. Their robes are all different colors and I wonder if each color signifies a different coven. But that doesn't make any sense. There were only four covens to begin with.

We have one at each point of the circle facing North, South, East and West. Once they are all in their spots, Elle, Rosa and I each take a spot in between two of the girls. We are all spread out equally except for the fact that there is one spot open for the other witch that will be joining us for the opening. I step towards the center of the circle so that I can begin my announcement.

I leaned back in the chair and motioned for him to sit, “we should, since we are the ones that are needed to either perform or restrain ourselves.” He gave me a half smirk, “I read something today about the dark witches a line in a passage, it didn’t flow with the rest of the context, but maybe you can make sense of it,” he closed his eyes, “the power that is pure, heart and soul, can extend the cycle 4 moons more.” I sighed, “that’s the problem with witches, everything is either deceit or so cryptic that it’s hard to decipher.” I ran a hand down my face, “I’ll think on it, maybe ask Catalina if she has a clue or perhaps ask Amelia’s wolf Harmony.”

Never underestimate a Larkspur’s smile. Solstice (SOL-stiss) – Tied to lunar and solar cycles, this coven channels celestial magic and cosmic alignment. Members are known to rise as star-priests, lightweavers, and keepers of balance between day and night. Aetherwind (EE-ther-wind) – Cloud-walkers and storm-callers, Aetherwind witches are aerial mages who manipulate weather, winds, and sky-born magic. They are fiercely independent and rarely stay grounded, literally or politically.

I opened the door to my office and made my way to the desk and sat down in my chair. I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a long breath while leaning back in my chair. ‘Alpha?’ one of the omegas that was in charge of watching Viviana’s parents mind linked me. ‘what is it Felix?’ ‘our guests are getting restless and are wondering when they could speak to you’ he responded back to me. ‘Tell them, I am still out and will be home shortly’. ‘Yes Alpha.’ I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. There has to be a way to come up with a peaceful solution. Alec scoffed ‘oh yeah because when have we known witches to be peaceful?’ he spat at me. I rolled my eyes to his comment but he wasn’

It had been almost ten hours since I sent out the mission, yet I had received no response. The reason I was at the hut was because of Winter. Damien and Daniel planned to attack the Moonstone pack again, but Winter posed a more significant threat to everyone than the seer who had rescued them. I learned from the sorcerer that Winter was part of the "aura circle," She was the seventh power wielder after Luna Ashley lost hers during childbirth. The aura circle consisted of powerful women with a Crescent moon-shaped mark on their collarbone, signifying that the goddess blessed them and it originated from Luna Ashley's household. I didn't care how the blessing came to be; I only wanted to know h

“She was offered to darkness. You think your devotion outweighs ritual?” “I think her will does.” Aluna’s gaze slowly returned to mine. This time, it did not slide away immediately. A flicker, although small, was there. Recognition trying to surface through layers of fear. The circle trembled. Cracks appeared faintly in the glowing symbols beneath her knees. The witch’s voice dropped, colder now. “You truly do not understand what you are touching.” I did not look at her. “Then enlighten me.” A long pause. Then she smiled. “You break the circle, and the tether snaps violently. The force will not vanish. It will transfer.”