Witch / Wizard Novels & Stories

Described as the power of witchery and sorcery, he asked church leaders to stand fast against it. Saducismus Triumphatus was the first to reference a spell capsule called the Witch's Bottle. They also knew it as a Bottled Spell. Made from clay, glass, or stone, it was counter-divination. It was protection against other covens, curses, and hexes. These bottles could contain nails, the urine of the victim, and thorns. They often filled them with hair, menstrual blood, wine, and bone. However, the spells in the bottle would only work if kept hidden and intact.

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

Witchcraft was forbidden and was punishable by death, now and forever. “Isn’t it wonderful that everyone will be miserable?” his stares were always been intimidating. It was hypnotizing yet addictive. His wickedness was making him more attractive. “I thought witches are evil.” he said with a grin. Aside from convincing me, he was also provoking me. “We are not what you think, Mister.” I defended.

“It’s not just the Huntsman that we have to take out. That wizard who can control people and force their bodies to do things against their will is running around out there somewhere. If he’s working for the Huntsman, then we have one extra layer of trouble we have to work through before we can rest easy in the solution we uncovered.” He focused his gaze on Justin. “And if that wizard is out there running around with your father, then killing the Huntsman is only taking care of one branch of the evil tree. We’re going to have to cut the whole thing down if you and Helen want to settle into a relaxed life together.” We all turned to Lisa. “You’re a witch,” Randy said. “How is this wizard contr

she offered and I think it was a great idea. For the next few hours, we spent talking about the warlock, she told us how the warlock could look so young while the Witch saw him as An old him, we came up with a plan on how to deal with the Alpha and the Witch when things get out of control, we ended the call by me promising to go to the coven next month with Hermoine for more practice. A knock on my door made me look up from the paper that I was reading but not really reading “ Come in” I said while watching to see who came to bother me.

she began. "A 'Witch', before the Cataclysm refers to those who worship a Demigod or two. Due to unmatched beliefs, they were treated as outcasts. Their close ties with their patrons was envied by the orthodox faction, and they started preaching about such relationship being impure, and that it voids the divine characteristic of a deity, be it a demigod or a major God. Afterwards, they had resorted to the occult hunts and execution." Those information were completely new to him, and somehow disturbing to note. Still, he kept his ears open to listen on what she is saying.

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: MY NAME IS Clara Peterson and what you are about to read is the story of my life. However before we delve into the story proper, let me introduce you to my squad. We are more like a family. You dare one of us and you are taking on all of us. There is Ray Glazebrook, my boyfriend or anyways, soon to be boyfriend. He is a werewolf. Infact, he is the Alpha of a werewolf pack called the Kraits. He is immortal and very powerful. Then we have my best friend, Janet Johnson or as I like to call her JJ. She is a witch with the powers to control and manipulate storms. This means she can control lightning. We then have Ethan Vanderbilt, the only hybrid amidst us. He is both

“I don’t want to know if I’m evil. I’ve gone my whole life without using magic. I don’t need to use it. But I do need to figure out what happened to Winter.” “Then, you’re going to have to get help from someone else.” Glinda snapped her fingers, and a business card appeared. It was black, with gold lettering on it. Mordred Orkney, Wizard. “Wizard?” Nora asked. “I thought male witches were called warlocks.” “They are,” said Glinda, “wizards aren’t warlocks. Wizards are humans that use magic like drugs. They inject it into their system. They’re not born with it. Enchantresses are the same thing.”

Joan tentatively asked, looking at the door. "Magic, of course." "Witchcraft!" She said with wide eyes again. Her rescuer chuckled at it again. "Yes and no, at the same time. You see, Joan, Witchcraft or wizardry, that is the correct term used for males, is when a person utilizes magic through a magical focus, normally a wand or a staff. Since I don't need to use a focus anymore to use my magic, it's called magecraft." He corrected her. "Ohh."