Witch Circles Novels & Stories

– she says without showing emotions, which dramatizes the situation even more. Sterling stretches his arm, and using the tip of the Athame, she makes a small blow in his arm. The blood immediately runs into a cup, and when the wound closes naturally, the witch takes the cup to the circle that the other 4 witches in the pack are making. The glass is placed in the center of the circle that the 5 made. Flowers and various herbs are scattered around the glass. When everything is ready, they draw a pentagram with black salt on the floor and break the circle. They form another circle, this time around Sterling, who looks worried. After offering water and sea ​​salt to the gods, they began to recit

I conveyed her message with a heavy heart and sat in a circle divided into four parts, Zayden had to sit in the middle of the star drawn with witchy salt. The four sections represented four elements: Earth, water, fire, and air. Witches were blessed with the power of one element, which decided their covens and expertise. But as a whisperer, I could harness all four elements simultaneously. So, I activated their spirits and stretched my hand towards Zayden, sitting by my side. “Give me your hand.” Mom handed me a long, red thread, I tied my wrist with Zayden and clasped our hands together. Then on a cue, Witch Ciara presented the silver dagger.

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

Reagan asked. "That's the issue now, we need to find them but how?" He let out a frustrated growl. "Hmm….. Maybe some of the witches could know their way about," Reagan said. "Should we send in one?" He asked. "From the information gotten so far, it was said that Amber the greatest witch, the mother of all witches, was the one to form those circles of witches and named them the twelve circles of witches that only those within them know about their identity which is not open to those outside of their circle……" Marcus elucidated.

Shit has already hit the fan; now it is time for a deep clean-up. "We host a white witch here in the pack; maybe we can start asking questions there…" I said to Romeo and Stella. I was still too angry at Paige to go near her. In a very subtle way, Romeo kept his hand near my elbow; just in case I snapped, he would immediately grab me. "That would be great… I also know a powerful coven - The Circle of the Willow - they might be of extra help…" Stella said. I took a deep breath. "So, are you staying more days?" I asked, and Stella shook her head.

signifies, Agatha, the first witch and the mother of all witches." Her eyes, serious. "What you are about to see is a secret that has been guarded for generations. These women are part of my coven, and they have been waiting for you." With a deep breath, Soraya pushed open the door. The room beyond was large and circular, it was illuminated by the warm glow of large candles arranged in a pentagram on the floor. The air was thick with the scent of incense. As Seraphine stepped inside, she recognized some of the women she had seen earlier in the village. They all stood in a circle, their faces illuminated by the flickering light. It turned out people from different packs were here, each woman

Leila fumes as she slams her hands on the table, her gray eyes brimming with anger. “Jace, are you certain about this witch’s authenticity?” “Yes, Alpha. I went to their temple and asked for their services as you’ve requested. The people there said she’s one of the best witches in their coven,” Jace elucidates calmly. Leila huffs audibly, saying, "If you want me to show my authenticity, here’s proof I’m a member of the Nycthopian witch coven.” She pushes up the sleeve of her left shoulder, showing a crescent moon mark. “Only witches of the coven have the crescent moon mark. It’s engraved on our left shoulder the moment we are accepted as full-fledged members of the coven.”

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

First, I needed to know who they were. Xavier stood, planting his hands on his desk. “5th Circle is an underground organization of dark witches. Their mission is to preserve the purity of the five supernatural types—witches, werewolves, Fae, vampires, and the catch-all category of beast shifters for the various animal shifter types. While I believe they’ve been around for centuries, their activity took an upswing after the demise of the Tromara.”

"I know this scent." Three women stepped out of the shadows. They were dressed in long, tattered robes made of owl feathers and dried moss. Their skin was as white as bone, and their eyes were completely black—no whites, no pupils, just endless voids. These were the Moon-Witches, the ancient guardians of the Crescent Moon’s secrets who had disappeared centuries ago. "The World-Alpha has a heavy heart," the middle witch said. Her voice sounded like dry leaves skittering across a grave. "You have the blood, child, but you do not have the Eclipse."