Witchcraft Cleansing Novels & Stories

Adolph stood aside as Eden walked to the center of the room. A stone platform lifted him into the air. The air stirred as Adolph watched the thick, black pool ripple and flow through the cracks in the stone platform. “What is he doing?” “It’s a blood cleansing ritual,” Caedan said mistily. “It will release every spirit trapped in the pools and cleanse the reservoirs.” Adolph looked at the man, “Including you?” He smiled and nodded, “Including me.”

Go, wild animals and birds have stolen something, fish have devoured something . The Kreffs performed rituals along the entire spill, cast spells, drew protective cuts, dipped their hands into the spring water, sending the Gift, in the hope of removing the witchcraft committed over the living Volynets. Since birth, there was no such thing as chaining souls to dying bodies, and so they left them in them. No one knew what this trouble would come back to haunt. The head of the Citadel expelled the culprit himself, ordering to appear there at least now, at least forever.

Like viewing a photographic negative, the path to restoration becomes clear once you understand what you're looking at. "I see it," I tell Cain, our connection allowing him to share the vision. "The inversion points, the places where we can reverse the corruption back to its original state." "Then let's begin," he replies, his shielding expanding to protect not just us but the entire ritual space from the entity's influence. Together, we begin the purification—not the gentle restoration we performed at Moonhaven, but a forced reversal of established corruption, a healing that must overcome active resistance. The damaged Sphere amplifies our combined abilities, focusing them into precise surg

They wanted out of this hellhole, and I could not blame them one fucking bit. Luckily, popping and materialization for witches was done very quickly. Within the course of two minutes, the next groups were ready to go. ‘How are we going to make sure they can’t be tracked tonight?’ I asked Ziyah. ‘Actually, your nephews helped me with that,’ she said, smirking up at me. ‘We did a Fae cleansing ritual in the dining room. The moment that the people enter there, it will place a block. That way nothing can track them. I learned my lesson from the wolves that had my blood in their systems. Grandmother Ayla gave me some special holy water that was personally blessed by Ylonte.’

“It’s a ceremony to bring back the moon. It’s been done since the witches walked with the gods, apparently. They light bonfires and dance, say their prayers to the Goddess, and then…” “They fuck, don’t they,” Thorne asks in a low tone. Granger smacks him soundly on the back of the head. I can’t help but chuckle at his expense. “He’s not wrong,” I tell Granger. Granger looks momentarily disgusted, but I go on, “It’s not a… group thing, not like you’re thinking. The Cleansing is an ancient ritual about ushering in a new era of magic. It’s about plentifulness, power, and fertility.”

The smell is usually comforting, but right now it’s making me feel sick. Tabatha sets a white candle on either side of the nightstand and ignites them with magic. She moves to the foot of the bed and holds out a quartz crystal wand. “Powers of North, South, East and West, I call on you with this request. Remove the evil in the space, and leave good fortune in its place.” As she speaks, a sharp pain starts in my wrist. When she holds up the crystal, my arm starts to tingle.

I asked, my free hand snatching the coffee “We cleanse the houses and the land, salt every door and window and dock and entry into every house and shed with the intent to banish the negativity, then tonight i'll cut the cords of the curse, the moonwater will charge itself and we will use it to maintain the cleanse and the witches chimes will keep the evil out.” she explained. “You really intend to break it?” I asked.

Not even one as powerful as the Nascent Soul Realm could prevent one's mind from being corrupted. Xiao Chen could see that the wound was still fresh; the scholar must have only been infected recently. He channeled his powers and performed the Cleansing Spell of the Most Pristine—a sorcery of purification from the disciplines of the Mystic Cyan Sect—injecting his powers into the meridian points of the infirm man. Little lights sparkled on each meridian points of the man where Xiao Chen had administered his sorcery, glimmering brightly like little stars.

After several minutes, the head witch stepped back. “It’s her,” she confirmed. “Iris has regained control.” Relief flooded through the room. “But,” the witch continued, her expression turning serious, “Raven’s spirit is still present. She’s suppressed, weakened, but not gone.” My heart sank. “Can you remove her?” Rowan asked immediately. The witch nodded. “Yes. We can perform a cleansing ritual. It will take some time, and it will be uncomfortable for Luna Iris, but we can remove Raven’s spirit completely.”

A broad light came, subduing the one from the relic, clearing the path and their vision. They opened their eyes and saw Sir Zuka there with Tristan. “Fath-” Zadicus tried to called but he only moved forward. “All of you leave. Zadicus, Tristan. I need you two to seal it back.” He ordered, putting his hand on Kriss’ heart. “Heaven’s Touch.” With this spell, he purified his body, releasing it from his grasp and ended up coughing badly with a constrict in his heart.