Witch Cleansing Novels & Stories

asking as I take the vile. “Purifying potion. It will cleanse the wolfsbane from your system. You don’t want it in your system when we teleport.” He answers. Nodding my head, I open the vile. Then I swallow the pretty blue liquid. It’s minty but too minty, like I drank too many breath mints. An overpowering tingling session travels through my body. It lasts for several minutes before I begin to feel normal. My wrists are slowly healing from the silver. I need some food and rest to recover from the wolfsbane and the silver entirely.

he teased. Narrowing my eyes I glanced at the moon and grinned. I was going to do my cleansing ritual. "Turn your ass around, I need to do this quickly!" I growled, taking out my crystals and lining them up on the window sill. Stripping I spread my arms under the moonbeams that showed through the window as I began my chant. Concentrating on my words I heard Nick's gasp and snapped my eyes open to glare at him. "You are supposed to be turned around!"

“Your turn, Fran. This is gonna take a bit longer, because I’m gonna sage you after the cleansing, to give you some protection against him.” So I kneeled down and closed my eyes, focusing on breathing deep and slow. And a few minutes into the cleansing, I understood why Trisha felt so light. It was like dropping a ton of rocks burdening my shoulders, without me even realizing they were weighting me down. The warm water slid down my head and my chest like a loving caress that made me feel contained and contented. It took me a moment to be able to open my eyes again. When I finally did, I saw Amy lighting up a bundle of sage. And all the peace and harmony went out the window.

"You must be cleansed so your human half can find peace." Cleansed. There was that word again. I suddenly had an image, one Mom planted in my head, and my heart flopped over. Didn't she say they burned witches at the stake? Oh crap. Time to cut and run. I raised my hands to attack him. Rules or no rules, I was not sticking around to let him tie me to a post and set me on fire like a good little girl. No way. But as I focused on him, he gestured again and white powder flew from his hand. It drifted through my shield easily, meant to block paranormal energy, not physical matter. It clouded around my head, forming a shimmering haze I had no choice but to inhale.

It reminded me that I had skin again—that I hadn’t disappeared entirely beneath the silence I wrapped around myself. Steam curled around my arms. My legs. My throat. I let it kiss my face, let it settle into the notches of my spine. I sank deeper until only my chin remained above the surface. I scrubbed. Not just to clean. To shed. To erase the feel of days spent curled up in a bed that stopped feeling like mine. To wash away the bitter tang of the herbs that still clung to the back of my tongue. To cleanse the memory of Nyelith from beneath my fingernails, my scalp, my chest.

It was because I was in a large tub! "What the fuck?" I growled, attempting to jump up but finding that my body wouldn’t move. "What the hell is going on?" "You’re being cleansed." A bubbly voice responded as a woman with long, flowing blonde hair and bright blue eyes popped out from behind me. "The master wants you to be free of all impurities before the ritual." Ritual? What ritual was this bitch referring to, and who the hell was this master? "Don’t worry." The woman chirped, beaming. "All will be revealed soon enough. For now, you just need to relax and allow us to take care of you."

Alsie POV- “Hey Gorgeous, what are you doing?” Osiris asked with a smile starting to at the corners of his mouth. “I don’t like seeing you upset. It bothers me.” I said as I set the small towel, I had in my hand, on one of the bench seats in the shower. I reached over and grabbed a loofah, put some of the cherry blossom body wash on it and worked up a good lather. I walked behind Osiris. The scent of the cherry blossom body wash worked well with the natural vanilla, caramel, and coffee scent of Osiris.

I looked around at the modern tiles, quartz double vanity, and huge, glass walk-in shower. "Should we, as the humans say, Christen the new shower?" he smirked. "I'm starting to think that perhaps the nightcap should have happened just now." "Uggghhh! Stop!" He opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out a bottle of mouth wash and handed it to me. I swished it in my mouth and spit it into the sink, turning on the water to get it all down the drain.

Wouldn't that be a much better outcome than enduring the agony of chemotherapy now? Jessica's head snapped up at his words. "Thawing? Yes! He can still be thawed!" Grasping onto the idea as though it were a lifeline, she seized Harry's shoulders and shouted, "Do it now! Thaw him! I want to see him! I need to see him!"

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.