Witch Gods Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, but you have to explain better." "Your Goddess..." He falters. "The Moon Goddess?" "Yes." He replies. "Thousands of years ago, there were two types of witches: the White witches, who are known to be good, and the Black witches, who are tagged evil. War broke out between the two, and when the Black witches tried to fight back, they realized that the White witches had blocked off the conduit through which they could generate power and energy. So they were left helpless and defenceless against the White witches." He paused again to see if I was following.

On reflex, the she-wolf rubbed the side of her face against the dark male's neck as they walked together closer to the fading goddess. "In centuries passed, the gods roamed the world. The gods of creation made the humans, plants and animals. My twin, the goddess of darkness, grew angry with our father for forbidding us to create any being. So to get back at our father, she and our older brother, who's name is of no importance created two beings from the humans our father had created. Soon the children of darkness began to devour the humans in greed. They even began to feed on the ones they were created with. They've become two separate clans and call them selves, vampires and witches." The y

He said. “I thought witches didn’t have mates as us wolves do.” I stated matter-of-factly. “Just because we don’t find our mates at eighteen like you do and have some miraculous bond snap into place doesn’t mean that we don’t have soul mates. Many witches are serial monogamists who mate for life just like werewolves. The goddess leads us to them in mysterious ways” he said. “So, are you trying to tell me that Sierra is my mate?” I asked him almost laughing in his face

“So, witches don’t ride on broomsticks or pray to the devil?” Meredith burst out into laughter. “No. Nothing like that. I would love to buy an expensive broomstick to go with the theme, though.” She stopped laughing and composed herself. “We actually believe in gods, but not like the ones we see in Christianity of Judaism. You already know that the wolves pray to the Moon Goddess. We are the same. We have different gods we pray to. The Moon Goddess is among the strongest of them. Her powers make the waves rise and fall and the animals and earth to be soothed. The witch’s relationship with the world rests on love. We have been gifted by the gods to take care of this planet.” I nodded in vague

A new determination settles in my chest and I shut off the water and get out to dry off and get ready to go to my office and make some calls. (Beth POV) I have been sitting on this log just inside the forest watching as the Goddess goes from wolf to wolf attempting to install wisdom and encouragement. WItches are different. We weren't born from the Moon Goddess and we don’t worship her. We worship the elements Earth, Wind, Fire and Water. Witches can align themselves with whomever they please, some with packs and with any other species including humans. Most witches practice black or white magic, I prefer grey. I believe that even black magic can be used for good though I am careful with wha

Theo asks my Mom, and she nods in response. "Who's Hecate?" Saul finally speaks up. "Goddess of Magic," Theo said, leaning back in his chair. I could tell that Saul hadn't studied much about the Gods and Goddesses. As werewolves, they worshipped only one, while Fae worshipped all of them.

A lot was arranged, a lot was agreed upon, until they reached a balance of power. Every creature had some sort of government as their own. The vampires had their Vampire Parley, the witches and wizards had the House of Hecate, the Feys had their own Courts, even the demons had their own hierarchy. Every country also has a Supernaturals Council that deals with these creatures. Surely that's what people who lived before the 21st century would think. I am sure that from the beginning, they can't imagine that the world will be like this. It Was good for them, because they didn't have the chance to live in this kind of world.

My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf. My nana is a wolf, she is my grandmother, my grandfather died during the twilight wars. The twilight wars were the greatest war ever, it was a great war between all the night creatures, a peace treaty was never signed and when no one came out victorious from the war, it just stopped, but it didn't stop other people from trying to restart the war, so an agreement was reached and mating between different creatures was banned. But it so happened that the moon goddess had other plans and many witches were mated to wolves, most of

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

Theseus is the god of witches, his reign passed down from his father before him, so when we found we were mated together, we once made a pact of never having children. He despised that he was stuck in this realm for as long as he shall live and never wanted to pass his job down, but things changed when we realised Hati had started to kill for powers. For anyone Hati fed from in one life, he would come back with their gifts in the next. Some he's being able to use, others he harbours but doesn't control. So Lilith came around because we thought maybe if she warmed Hati's heart, she might be able to thaw him and change his desire to dethrone me, but that hasn't gone to plan.