Witch Poetry Novels & Stories

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

As the witch drew in breath, the flits floated away from Rori, and as they passed further from her, Rori could hear the sound of fading screams. Rori shoved her hands above her head and lifted her toes to a ballet point before she spun around four times as quickly as she could. The action halted whatever spell Mina seemed to have on the flits and as the witch sucked further, the flits released Murdok’s flame and the wall of dragon fire sailed through the air, blasting Mina in the face. The sudden rush of powerful flames caused Mina to scream in pain and as she tried to cover her burning face, she felt the flames dig into her arm like a rabid dog.//

He won’t be caged again. My magic erupts out of me with a loud, pain filled scream, that drops me to my knees. The ground beneath me ripples as my magic burst free, my new forest friend rising to my aide. Shadows dance and take shape as they burst from the woods, grabbing wolves and throwing them away from us. Roots snap out of the ground like spears, launching themselves toward the wolves who hadn’t moved closer. Several wolves are flung away, vines latching on and burning their skin as they rip them off of Kai, before anyone even understood what was happening.

The woman he chose had to be someone who would sacrifice and give. I had been that girl. When we first had dinner together, I insisted on paying. When he mentioned in passing that he needed new sneakers, I worked a month of part-time shifts in the freezing cold to buy him a limited-edition pair for his birthday. He accepted them without a second thought, never once considering what it had cost me. We married, had Ryder, and I gave more and more, until my sacrifices became invisible. Once money began to flow, Michael wanted more. He wanted to prove himself and to prove he could provide others happiness with his wealth and power.

“Your blood… it’s different.” Her heart skipped. “What?” “It smells like a wolf. But also… something else.” He leaned closer, inhaling. “Like magic. Old magic.” She shoved him back. “Don’t.” He stood abruptly. “You’re not just a hybrid. You’re Lycan.” The word hung in the air like poison. Seline froze. Lycan, the ancient wolf-blooded witches, hunted to extinction centuries ago. Her mother’s warning echoed: “Never tell anyone what you are.”

was all Rosalie said. “What did you do?” Ari asks. “I created a new poison. And I didn’t have anyone to test it out on. So I gave it to Roman with a note to warn him not to go looking for Nightshade...” “Jesus fucking Christ!” Ari roars before hanging up on Rosalie.

The tension in the room eased slightly, and Lily felt herself relax marginally. "Well," she said, reaching for her glass of whiskey, "now that we've established you two aren't going to kill each other immediately, shall we get on with the family history lesson?" Lily's mother nodded, her emerald eyes, so similar to Lily's own, flashing with an ancient wisdom. "Our bloodline, the Winters, carries with it a legacy of extraordinary power," she began, her voice low and melodious. "Much like the Ravencrofts are renowned among vampires, we are... formidable in the realm of witchcraft."

Moments later, Niklaus emerges from the darkness, his presence commanding attention, and takes his place beside me, Our fingers entwine for a few seconds. As the ritual progresses, the sky darkens, and a low misty fog creeps in from the swamp, adding to the sense of otherworldly power. Native drums call to their ancient ancestors to join them, in a spiritual protective dance around the group, and the ground beneath them seems to pulse with their energy. The combined forces of the witches, shamans, and vampires create a barrier of light that surrounds Alexander, pulling him from the malevolent force within.

In times they said that its origin was the treasure chest of the mermaids and it had powers when immersed in water hit by the sun. - Great pleasure! — The visitors said. — Pirates, looking for jewels, the most valuable... — Lakayna commented with a smile. —Are you a witch? — Igor whispered as he noticed. Witches had a very strong aura and energy. Lakyana smiled mischievously. — I thought they didn't notice! — Broom commented Zeuck: — Maybe you could join us on the trip! — Zeuck suggested. - No!! I have already found my home. — Broom kissed his wife's hand. — I have a beautiful wife, children and…

She had gotten a hint at what direction the person or thing was standing so she stood facing the same direction while trying to see if she could see her or it clearly. "The audacity! I am the queen.." She began to speak before she trailed off as Lucia interrupted her rudely. . "The queen of what?" Lucia asked, as hair began to grow on her body, while long claws popped out. The sounds of her bones cracking sounded in the quiet room as she was in the process of shifting. "The queen of the witches! And who are you? A measly witch. Even your mother dare not speak to me in the manner in which you have spoken to me."