Witch Hocus Pocus Novels & Stories

George's POV: Hazelwood is a magical place, full of mystery and wonder. It's a place where witches and werewolves coexist in harmony, and where the natural world is revered and respected. The equinox is a particularly special time in Hazelwood, as it marks the changing of the seasons and the balance between light and dark. The witches of Hazelwood are a diverse group, with different personalities and abilities. Some are healers, while others specialize in divination or elemental magic. But despite their differences, they all share a deep connection to the earth and the natural world.

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

The husks' fingers dug into her pale skin and her creation pulled her forward, suddenly completely free of her control. Alicia's spell was interrupted and her blue eyes grew wide. What had happened? The husk was a mindless creature, how could it disobey her? The witch didn't have time to consider the possibilities before the husk had seized her completely. It began pushing her down onto the floor of the crypt until she was on her knees before it.

“We originate and carry Owens blood. The Owens are the first of the witches. We started with warlock Joshua who married a woman with magic in her but wasn’t a witch at the time. Their children were all powerful, their spells of banishment and healing are the most potent. Some witches in our family have been said to not need spells or potions just naturally occurring magics.” Freda stands putting her hands out for Ivy to take them. Her eyes linger on Ivy genuine and warm. “Be not afraid of the power with in.” Freda speaks softly. Ivy shook her head and ran to the stairs and climbed down rushing to the living room to find her dad had passed out. “Dad? Wake up. Dad. Das please we need to go.” I

It took some time for them to absorb what had happened. Before starting the chase he did not forget to kill Pooshie for showing this unfaithful side to him. But Pooshie could not be blamed much. Could he? Because he knew from the start that Hazel was a witch. Hazel was running with death speed. She could hear people running after her. They also had the advantage of torches which she did not have. She kept running blindly without any idea if she was running away from them or running towards them when out of nowhere she bumped into something, that might be a tree and strangely fell forward carrying that tree with her.

Hannah vision was becoming blur as her bone kept her on breaking. A loud roar was heard and the which turned back. There was a huge human in the form of a Jaguar coming at them. She leapt swiftly hitting the three witches into the room. They stumbled over the couch and before they could think of rising to their feet. The Jaguar transformed to Mrs. Peace as she grabbed the hair of one of them and ripped out her throat with her sharp claws. The Two witches pushed their horns toward and a force hits Mrs. Peace against the wall pinning her to the wall.

Before whispering into his ear with a sad smile, “This is why you should never be close to me.” Moving her hand calmly. Chiri placing the palm of her hand over his eyes. Bearing a grim expression, the Witch said something under her breath that Allen could not catch. The utterance succeeded by a hot blindly burst of electricity and the screech of Horus in pain. Stunned, Allen waited along with the crowd to determine the outcome. The light subsided to reveal Horus curled on his side whimpering as he clutched his injured eye.

"Why don't I have a reflection all of a sudden? Is it the magic mirror?" "A shadow witch has no reflection because shadows have no reflections. They can't be seen in mirrors and so can't you. This me you are seeing is you from the inside. This is what we are." "Now, what is a shadow witch?" "Shadow witches are the darkness of the nights, children born from the energy of Hecate and Hades. They see things others can't see, they do things others can't do, they are like the bridges between the moon, the living and the dead." It sounds menacing.

I cried and tried to get out of his strong grip, but it was impossible. "I just want to hug her goodbye." I pleaded but he was not budging. "Dec please, I'll just only watch her leave, I promise not to touch her." Tears streamed down my face. Declan had heard the news of a congregation of wolves and a coven of Witches joining forces to find our daughter, they did not know her, but the person they had described was exactly my daughter. A Witch had seen a vision, something about the prophecy and those that were against would do anything to prevent it from being fulfilled. I did not understand it, but somehow my daughter was in the middle of it all and her life was in danger.

"Everything." I say as I sit next to her. "After I tell you this there's no going back. Do you understand?" I swallow hard and nod my head. I really want to know, I just hope I don't leave to regret this or worse get cursed like Aurora. She laughs lightly, obvious listening to my thoughts. "The witch is dead, she will not be able to curse you or anyone else for that matter." "The witch is Mistress Rosemont?" I already know how she loathes the so called Mistress Rosemont but I need to hear her say it.