Witch Godmother Novels & Stories

Sophia said, trying to get a glimpse of her grandson, all she saw was his white hair like snow. "True!!" Caroline said, looking at the damage that those evil witches were doing. Hell, she had started absorbing their energy already. "Let’s tell them who is the boss here," Scarlett muttered, and she jumped in the air, reaching out in front of the witches and wizards. She killed all nine of them in one shot. "What the…" Ambrose looked at Scarlett in shock. He knew that Scarlett was the reincarnation of the first human whom Goddess Hecate had blessed with power, but not om Goddess Hecate had blessed with power, but not once had he thought that she was that strong.

All I wanted was to have a nice date night with my mate. Maybe spend more time making out than watching the movie. But nothing about my plans for tonight included any of the Syndicate, least of all this witch. No, seriously, my understanding is her mother was a witch. “You think threatening my mate will get you anywhere? These males would be dead before they could touch her. And you will burn like the witches of old.” I growled. I could feel Godric’s rage and the fire he controls sparking at his fury.

He looked at Becky in shock. Becky smile and nodded her head. " You are smart. Yes I am Goddess. I am Goddess of werewolves. I have powers of Divine. You can trust me". " Ok then show me your power. Prove me". He smirks. She raises her hand and a strong thunder hit the room. A sharp light came down from the sky and turns into A large magic wand appear which appear in her hand and long and broad enough to touch on floor. She closed her eyes while chanting some magical words and change her avatar into a complete Goddess. She opens her eyes and her eyes turn into emerald green and a golden crown was honourably hold by sweet birds in their beaks and they put the crown on Her Highness head. The w

Azareel reunites with the chimera animal again in his dream. "O young man, please accept my blessings," said the animal with the head of the goat, after he had finished speaking, a white light filled his vision. Azareel can feel the purest power of that light. It was not like Darrel's light, but it was holier and purer than any power Azareel had ever felt. Just the pressure alone makes the heart feel refreshed, the feeling of physical and mental fatigue relieved thanks to the light. This is the blessing bestowed by the Chimera.

She whimpered before closing her eyes and looking in the sky resolutely. The whole environment immediately changing to a different one as the three of them were teleported in a circle of fire. A circle of fire in what looked like a desert in the darkness. "I…I Azrael Power, the wife of the king of the witches, Christopher Power, the mother of Martha the to-be princess, and the god grandmother of Victoria, hereby calls upon the powerful witch powers of Victoria to take over her body. To take over her body and heal her as their own, and to help her get rescued from all the shackles of the sacrifice spell, that was performed for an evil purpose.

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

Then she sighs, places me in the crib, stretches her hands in my direction and I see how a white light comes out of them, just like what happens in mine. She says, “Hecate, goddess of wisdom and magic, I call upon you. Sleep the princess’s wolf, block her magic. For every seal on her soul, a mate will rise. My sacrifice, my magic, will pay.” The light from her hands becomes so intense that I cannot see clearly, forcing me to cover my eyes, as I hear someone say, “payment accepted.” Once it’s all over, I feel a shock. I remove my hand from my eyes and see that my mother is on the ground.

Drew whimpered and I felt butterflies in my stomach, and not the good kind. A sharp silver blade sliced through the light, pointed towards the crazed rogues but more specifically, the witch responsible for all this distruction. The light around her faded, though her ethereal glow remained, decorating her perfect form. Eyes ablaze with rage, she glared at the witch, "Return my children to me!" the moon Goddesses voice cracked through the night like thunder. "Kill them all!" the witch yelled her command to her brainless army. They only hesitated for a second before jumping into action. They were too far gone to understand the presence of the Goddess, even though some part of their natural inst

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”

“Alright. I didn’t get the rest of the things that you told me earlier. You mean, this dagger that Willow Bringer gave to me for self-defense is special, with which I can kill even the souls of the dark witches?” “This dagger might look like the one that Willow Bringer gave to you, but this is Goddess Hecate’s dagger. All the dark witches who had swiped their souls should have died, but instead they stole the bodies of people who are alive and well. Zelda’s minions are using these bodies and power to their advantage.” ‘So, this is one of my new powers.’ Tiara thought before asking her another doubt, ‘Why will those witches listen to me when I call them by their real name?’