Witch Godmother Novels & Stories

From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike. The prophecy speaks of a time when Usha’s light would return, not merely as dawn, but embodied in the world once more, guiding the reincarnation of Durga. But the battle requires more than divine wrath. To triumph, Durga must ride a weretiger, a creature born of both human cunning and animal strength, embodying the primal power of Usha herself. Only such a bond can defeat the demon forever.

“We, the Moonstone Pack and the werewolf alliance, are striving to end this long-standing war. We aim to lead the werewolves to...” “Truly?” My mother interrupted, her tone sharp. “Is it Virgil and the Sanguine Shadows? Or the witches? Trust is something I have struggled with since Godiva’s birth. That is why I, Selene, Moon Goddess, mother of all werewolves, grant you my blessing for the war to come. This is my test for you, Godiva.” I immediately knelt, followed by Pollux and the warriors. My mother stepped forward and placed her finger on my forehead. Warmth spread through the center of my brow, and soon we were both enveloped in swirling silver flames. I felt an unfamiliar energy coursin

Vampir said with me rolling my eyes only to stop, hey, this was Vampir we were talking about, nothing would shock me about him anymore. “ My mother was the Goddess of light. She is not of this world, she was one of the Gods. The humans are her creation which is why we protect them so much. In her existence, she grew feelings for my father, the God of Darkness, which was unusual. They fell in love and experimented not knowing that the Goddess, my mother would actually reproduce. When the other Gods found out, they wanted to punish them, and most likely end my life before I was even born since my mother and father had not been authorized to make another creation. To save my life, my mother fel

I said. “Grand witch Evanore Cinnabar Thornheart the descendant of Hekate, the goddess of witchcraft, magic, and the queen of creatures of the night; the goddess capable of walking through realms like doorways. That explains your aura,” he said. I tried to hide my shock. I was not aware there were people who have such thorough detail about my mother. It made me relax, giving me a sense of safety that I did not need to hide from him. “My aura?” I repeated, giving him a teasing smirk.

hundred and six gods and goddesses arrived, the witch looked back at them, she left and went to face the gods. " I am Morolake the daughter from the valley of sorcerers, the only place where magics do not work, city of gods and demigods, the only land where gods had ever been defeated, I shall not fall at thy feat, no matter how vast are you in number," I " shall trample upon your grave, here am i, come and face me, and face your death," she directed a great flame of fire towards them, there was a massive shield, that appeared and made a cover for the gods, Itanforiti asked, as they were covered and the fire took over everywhere, making a great hotness, " what shall we do now?" Antinuke sai

Over and over. I am so confused and keep looking between my mother and the witch, what is happening? ‘Kurat, step back she's about to take her place’ Gideons voice reaches my mind before our mother speaks again. “I Queen Eulalie Kazimir, former Eulalie Midnight the rightful high priestess of the Sombrear coven now take my place.” My eyes grow wide as the robed witches fall to their knees, the one called Harrasa screams as her rank is ripped from her and a black mist surrounds my mother adding a black tinge to her normally golden aura.

“ you are just saying this because you are a full werewolf ,you know am an hyprid and my parents made us serve the moon goddess but never for once had she the alpha who hates me come up for me ,I had always been in terrible situation but she never does card abd I would never pray to get agsin ,am an hyprid and I serve myself I don't care about any god,I am my own god

My cousin had run away! *** [Gwyneth] In the lycan territory… Half of my body was submerged beneath the sacred waters, my eyes closed as the High Priestess stood before me, whispering ancient prayers. On the shore, my mother, the Queen, watched in silence, her hands clasped together as she offered prayers of her own, lending me every ounce of spiritual strength she possessed. “In the name of the God of War and the Moon Goddess, awaken this child’s forgotten past. We offer our spirits and our lives in exchange for Your divine blessing.”

“Bitch.” With that, Angela walked away, leaving Victoria trembling with fury. She needed to tell Gideon everything before Jordan changed his story. Unfortunately, the phone containing her recording of his confession had been destroyed. Gideon had left for an Alpha meeting in a neighboring pack. He was determined to capture Damon, and knowing him, he already had a plan. “She pushed herself into a fabricated memory that turned out to be real. That's not something an ordinary witch can do, Alpha Orion. Angela’s powers are awakening one after another, but she still needs to learn how to control them,” Lisa said as they watched warriors spar in the training field.

“Yes. She did. Arrogant thing.” I lifted my chin, refusing to shrink. “If the Moon Goddess willed it, then my child will be born. And Damon will be saved.” Her laughter cut off abruptly. Then she smiled. Slow and Knowing. “Oh, you truly don’t understand,” she said softly. “The child isn’t a blessing.” My heart began to pound. “It’s an exchange,” the witch said, circling us slowly. “A balance. For Damon to regain himself, something equally powerful must be taken.”