Witch / Wizard Novels & Stories

There’s an old saying, “Don’t anger a witch if you don’t want to eat bugs for the rest of your natural life!” Wizard: someone who uses or practices magic derived from supernatural, occult, or arcane sources. In several cultures, it is said the Wizards are quite similar to witches and are the Male equivalent of the aforementioned. Wizards are someone who is knowledgeable about ancient lore and magic. They often use Scroll Magic and or pre-cast spells written by witches. Their skills mostly lie in potion-making and spell research. They have a natural aptitude for magic. Warlock: The third and most formidable class of The W’s.

The witches, with their ancient knowledge and mystical powers, prepared to perform the rites that would free me from the bonds that tethered me to Lucius. The lead witch, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light, approached me with purpose. Her hands moved deftly, tracing intricate patterns in the air as she began the ritual to remove the mark that Lucius had branded upon my skin. I gritted my teeth against the pain, feeling the searing heat of the magic as it worked its way through my body.

Green as spring and just as wild. My chest constricts. My pulse hammers. The wolf inside me prowls, restless and snarling for release. Ours. The word rips through me, raw and fierce like a growl. I grit my teeth, fighting to keep the beast inside. No. No, no, no. She can’t be here. This palace is meant for the powerful: royalty, lords, and chosen delegates. So why is a witch like her striding beside the High Witch herself?

“It was you; you killed my teacher.” “That wizard was your teacher? No wonder you’re so weak.” The witch screams and launches a fireball at Elina, and then around a hundred of them fly at her at once. Blast after blast fires pushing her back against them as they explode. She dodged and deflected, but one of them hits her in her stomach and sends her flying back. My heart drops, and strength rise as I watch her fall and a pile of rubble fall on her. “Elina!!” I cry out. I shift with the strength I have and lunge at the witch, but she sends a blast my way hitting me in my hind leg. I yelp in pain and fall to the ground and change back to my human form.

He looked old and if he was a wizard it meant he was at least double the age he looked to be. We shifted back and I stood naked in front of the wizard. ”Give us the girl, she who is half the child of darkness and half the abomination of your kind. Give us the girl and we will be resilient, give us the girl and you might get to live. Refuse to do as asked, and we will wreak havoc upon your pack and your people and we will not stop until every last one of you is dead!” I looked at James who was still in his wolf form. He and Alex were baring their teeth, snarling at the wizard.

My heart starts to ache from the memories- let’s not go back to the terrible times- we've moved forward since then. Also, I learnt about different types of witches and the difference between wizards and sorcerers- oh yeah, there’s a difference. Incantation is chanting words or phrases while enchanted means you’re under a spell. That invocation are binding forces, to invoke spirits or mystical energies Ritualistic is the usage of runes or symbols to represent connections. Artefacts are when objects like a talisman is what symbolises the bond, or rings. I also learnt other creatures existed, I previously thought were brought to life on the pages of books. Jax confirmed this as well

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.

“Permanent?” “Yep.” I crunched the bacon. “Grandma says it’s unique to me. She was never turned vampire. She was just a very strong Wizard. No take-backs.” Mom reached for me like I might vanish. “Are you… okay?” “I’m fine. Sun doesn’t burn, either. Bonus.” I leaned forward, ruby eyes steady in Mom’s terrified ones. Dont worry I don't need to drink blood to Survive. The magic sustains Me remember im a wizard. “But I’m done running and I’m done with the feud. Today I’m offering Seras co-op. Equal partnership. Two families, one vein. No more kneeling. We share the spiral or we let it die together.”

Willow immediately bowed her head after finally regaining her composure when the reality of the situation cleared up. "Goddess Hecate, it's such an honor." Willow's heart thundered in her chest. To meet the Goddess of Witchcraft was a very rare occurrence amongst the Witches, and she only showed herself to those with exceptional power. Hecate's eyes twinkled with amusement as she turned her back to her and began walking through the mist. Willow raised her foot to follow when she felt something cold and smooth slither past her. Glancing down into the mist, a serpent with scales that were like oil on water had brushed alongside of her, but paid her no mind. She sucked in a breath until the ser

The screaming starts. We do not find out much. The witches that are attacking are not part of a particular coven. They are almost like rogues traveling alone or in small groups. Someone just shows up and gives them their assignment. Hester did not know who this person was nor did she see their face. The woman just shows up gives them information on where to go and what spell to use.