Witch Myths Novels & Stories

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

Their deep connection to the balance of magic in the universe made them acutely aware of the growing turmoil between the vampire covens and the werewolf packs. Morgana, a wise and ancient witch, sat in her hidden chamber surrounded by ancient tomes, candles, and arcane symbols etched on the floor. She had foreseen the return of the vampires, sensing that their ambitions would bring chaos to the world of supernatural beings. Her primary concern was to maintain equilibrium and prevent any single faction from dominating the others.

Eugenia pled against her conceived notion that Hercules had suggested they kill all the magic casting warlocks. “It doesn’t kill them, it only weakens them on every aspect for a short time, till their mana restores, right?” Audrey Said as she had deducted what Hercules came up with. As she looked to seek his affirmation, he seemed love struck. “Even I didn’t understand the majority of what I said?” Hercules replied her correct guess. “I wanted to ask how you knew as much?” Vlad asked. “I’ve been researching them even more recently seeing as, we’d have to face a witch who surprisingly, is pretty much the only creature I haven’t memorized a dictionary about.” Hercules confessed.

he asserted, then ended the call. He glanced at me and commented, “Salem mentioned that a witch was involved. Please explain so I can know what curse or spell might have been placed upon you.” Wringing my hands, I told him about Willow. “She said her mother was a Goddess called Carrotwin or something,” I mumbled, causing him to chuckle. “It's Cerridwen, dear,” Sin stated with a smirk, then added, “You will be spell-free since nothing she does will affect a child of mine.”

They wanted to combine species and create the ultimate race. Melanie is a product of their experiments. She survived when no else had and for all intents and purposes was a success. She is a witch with the dna of a wolf. When she gets mad, her eyes shine with an amber hue and her magic takes the shape of a wolf when used. She is strong, physically and magically. However, she still carries the emotional damage from that time. It doesn’t bother me though. I have baggage of my own that she also knows about. We help each other, and she is my best friend and confidant.

She led me to my bed, and we both sat next to each other. “Sophie. Are you mad at me? At us?” She asked. “Of course I am!” I admitted, furrowing my brows. She chuckled, placed her fingers on my brows, and fixed my furrowed eyebrows. Like she’s flattening it. “You know witches are only girls, right?” “Well. I just read that in some folktale books. Warlocks are men, and witches are women. If warlocks even exist.” She nodded, “They do. Just far from our world.”

I'd done the very same thing many times on the street, but he seemed to master it. "It's a witches' bottle. Goat's blood. It's used by the whole coven from which it derives its powers. That's how they cursed your wife... You heard the spell yourself, didn't you?" "Yes," I conceded. I felt reprimanded, the mention of my wife sobering me. "It sounded... Semitic? I'm not even sure if that's the word, but that's what came to me," I said.

“It’s just not as powerful as fairy magic. When it comes to dealing with the supernatural, fairy magic reigns supreme.” “What about witches?” I asked. Godwin chuckled. “Witchcraft is drawn from two sources. One is the elemental or nature source, the other is darkness. Fairy magic is a gift from the creator. It is not drawn from a source. You are the source. There is nothing more powerful.” “So, the fact that my mother is also a werewolf and Kenton is a vampire weakens their magic abilities? Is that correct?” I asked.

“Witch? Yes, but they are not mythical creatures.” “If they are not mythical creatures, then what are they?” Davis asked, now becoming interested in this discussion. “Witches or Wizards are human beings that had learned how to cast spells and use magic by a fae years ago. It was said that the fae had been banished from her world and because of that, she wanted to have revenge so she started to build her own army. Since it was earth, which only consisted of humans she had to train them and teach them how to wield the spells and cast them properly, but then the humans killed her after learning such power and they wanted to have their own rules and laws.”

PROLOGUE Long ago in the Land of Ramain, witches or anyone who were practicing witchery were being chased down and executed. The law of Ramain forbade the use of spells, witchcrafts and any form of magic to prevent chaos and maintain peace around the land. Witches escaped and isolated themselves in the middle of the woods, where no one could harm them. They also stayed away from one another to live safely. A witch named Sarah, who was separated from her family, lived alone in the dark side of the mountains. Her mother was one of the witches who died during the run and had no idea what happened to her older sisters and to their father.