Witchcraft Cleansing Novels & Stories

“I will not last through the first few minutes of the cleansing. You will need to connect yourself to her for the ritual to take place. The Dark One’s power is nothing to joke about. It needs someone with strength to fight it.” “Are you ignoring me, Liora?” Priestess Diana cursed loudly. “If that’s the case, let Jemimah perform the cleansing ritual. She’s trained her entire life as a Silver Wolf. She’s more qualified and refined than Miriam, who hasn’t done anything for years now.”

Especially now that leaving wasn’t a backup plan, it was the main plan. As Zira smashed the button on the elevator a hand wrapped around her wrist and yanked her through the closing doors. Her body crashed against something hard and her feet left the ground. It was like she blinked and was in an entirely new place. Judging from the blinking fluorescents she was in the unrenovated wing. But how? Fingers threaded through the curly hair at the base of her skull and yanked her head backward. Her eyes were forced to meet Keiran’s.

It was Melinda who asked the question. "If it's done by many witches then it is a sacrifice but when it comes to one witch...then it is a Cleansing." "A cleansing of what?" "The French Quarter." TBC

(Leila POV) I can feel Legion close to his climax as he enters from behind pounding into me hard. He has his right arm around my neck and his lips close to my left ear breathing heavy. I love each and every stoke he makes with the pain comes the pleasure, as he brings his left hand down to clit and starts rubbing hard into it bringing the both of us climaxing at the same time. We both drop down to the bed painting as our heart’s beats try to slow down from all the pleasure, we both just had. I didn’t lay there too long before I felt that I needed to get myself cleaned off before I lay in bed just trying to sleep with the nightmare of my pass to haunt me. I grabbed my Vampire knight shirt and

Picking her back into his arms, he made his way back to the bathroom. Gently lowering her into the tub, he sat beside it and got a sponge to scrub her body. She moaned unconsciously when he started massaging her head with the shampoo, moving her head closer to his hands. When he was finally done washing and rinsing her body, he gently picked her up and wrapped her in his bath gown. Moving back to his bed, he changed her into one of his spare t-shirts and sweatpants, and covered her with a quilt before giving her lips a chaste kiss. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he pecked her nose before leaving the room to deal with those bastards.

It’s a tearing at the very fabric of their world, their lives. “Ended it? How?” The urgency in my voice is palpable, my fingers gripping his arms, needing to understand, to know everything he’s been through. Nero exhales deeply, his eyes closing for a moment as if gathering strength to relay his ordeal. “Creed and I, with Nova and several other Alphas, we managed to perform the cleansing ritual. It was... intense. Dangerous. We lost some good wolves, but it was the only way to rid the packs of the curse.”

Three wizards raised their hands, purple webs spinning like spider nests. “Mira!” I shouted. Mira raised both palms, drawing a circle of resistance. A silver shield bloomed, enveloping the ritual like thin glass. Tavien followed from behind, throwing pulsating rune nails. “Destroy!” I charged. The silver sword at my waist finally revealed its true power. It struck the ground in a sweeping motion. The circle broke just as Mira spun the shield into a counterpressure. The purple web shattered, the three witches rolled backward in the wave. The fourth mortar came like a small meteor, locking the center of the circle and melting the symbol into mud.

At this point, I was certain—There was something seriously wrong with the both of them. One loved stealing what belonged to others, while the other thrived on self-sacrifice and wallowing in their own misery. I took a deep breath to suppress my anger before saying, "Get out of here right now, or I swear I'll kill you!” "Henry, you and Sadie are a match made in heaven. The two of you should be locked together forever and stop ruining other people's lives, you absolute trash!"

“By the light of the moon and the strength of the earth, I call upon the spirits of my ancestors. I seek to sever the bond that ties me to Derek, to free my heart and soul from this bond.” I repeated the words without hesitation and as I spoke, the officiator dipped his fingers into the moonwater and sprinkled it over me, the droplets shimmering like stars. “With this water, I cleanse you of the past,” He intoned. “With this sage, I purify your spirit. And with this circle, I protect you from harm.” The air around us seemed to hum with energy, and I felt a warmth spreading through my chest. It felt amazing. The man handed me a small, silver knife, its blade etched with runes.

It was the circle with the power of divine future, past or present events through contact with or proximity to a certain object or a person. Katherine sat in the circle with Arianna, the circle was formed from the black salt because of its ability to absorb energy and hold onto it, it was used to cleanse and purify the area of negative energy, and create protection boundaries. The salt and energy can then be returned to the earth when the ritual has completed. The wooden box was placed in the circle with Ariannas' s small hand on the lid of the box. They started their spell with the continuous chanting of " Dice mihi verum post arca archa" .