Witchcraft Cleansing Novels & Stories

. The cleansing could begin. But it would require every wolf connected to the shrine’s power. She lifted her voice so it carried clearly across the battlefield. “All of you. Join the bond.” Rowan understood immediately. He turned toward his pack and the council warriors fighting beside them. “Touch the earth.” The command spread quickly through the clearing. Wolves dropped to one knee or pressed their hands against the glowing ground as the covenant’s light surged through the soil beneath them. The moment their skin touched the earth, the bond expanded. The forest’s power flowed outward through every wolf connected to the land. Halric lowered his hand against the glowing root beside him, his

I stopped for a while to put my thoughts in words but he had already understood my intentions as he said "You want the sacred potion to remove all your traces and so that not even your scent will be left behind." "Yes" I replied timidly knowing how difficult that task would be. He roared from the other end "You dare ask me do it, I will be killed by the master and you know it how rare that possession is if they find out you were here and instead of bringing you to them, I helped you escape, they will kill me." I listened to him then said softly "Alright, the other one would do to, I just want to remove my scent temporarily and I promise I won't let anyone find out just do that for me."

I slowly lowered it and watched as the clear water ate up the dark skin, leaving it white and luminescing. Flawless. As though I’d never been hurt. Never suffered. “Cleansing Place.” I said the words aloud. Realizing their significance. There truly was something different about this sacred water. It washed away my hurts. And the rocks at the bottom were soft like pillows under my feet. The water cooled me but wasn’t chilly. Giving me just enough of what I needed to be soothed. I closed my eyes and purred to myself taking in the soothing touch of the water.

By the time we returned to the chieftain, he'd managed to secure three stern looking witches to perform the spell with Kylie. "Well they look friendly." Kylie whispered and I snickered. "Alpha Elijah, Luna Kylie, you're back! Great. Well, these are the men that would be joining us to perform the cleansing ritual." The chieftain said, "you just tell us what to say and we can begin." "Alright." Kylie said, "There are five of us, so we start by making a circle. I'll sprinkle the salt at the center, and hopefully that would be enough to purify the earth."

I’m not afraid of an egotistical asshole like him. ———————————— I watched Lilly walk out of my room looking hurt. I felt a stab in my heart, I don’t want to hurt her. I don’t even know why I was so cold towards her. Armond fucked everything up like he always seems to do. I have to figure out how I can make this up to Lilly, but right now I need a cold shower. I felt better after the shower, I had a clearer head and felt more relaxed. I decided to send Lilly a message in hopes it would smooth things over.

"We must be certain this is truly from the Goddess. That it hasn't been influenced." "Influenced how?" Riven's voice had an edge now. "There are ways to manufacture desire. Potions, spells, manipulation." Fear spiked through me but I kept my face neutral. "I haven't done anything like that." "Of course not." Athena's tone was soothing. "I'm merely being thorough. The cleansing ritual will reveal the truth." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "Cleansing ritual?" "Standard practice for unusual bonds. We invoke the Goddess's presence, ask for her blessing and clarity."

"If you can save me, I'll cover all your medicinal herbs from now on." Ivana's opinion of him rose again. 'He kept his hands to himself even in this situation… not bad.' Evan stood up and exhaled deeply. "Let's begin then… Go take a shower first." Ivana blinked. "A shower?" "Yeah…" he confirmed, a little stiffly. That was exactly how it was written in the Ninefold Arcane Arts. The afflicted had to be cleansed before the ritual. The Death Writ clung stubbornly to impurities, no matter how slight.

In the center, a circle of flat stones worn smooth by generations of wolves who had knelt there for exactly this purpose. Cleansing. Nyx stood at the edge of the circle and watched Elara prepare. The witch moved with the focused efficiency of someone who had done this before, though probably not often. Cleansings were rare, most wolves didn’t need them. Most wolves didn’t sit in dungeons designed to corrupt everything they touched.

Flickering candles lined the edges of the circle, their flames dancing in rhythm with the whispers of the wind. Seraphina stood at the altar, her hands hovering over the five amulets spread before her. Her eyes were closed in deep concentration, her lips moving in silent incantation. Behind her, her coven of witches moved in unison, each of them chanting in an ancient language, their voices blending into a haunting harmony that seemed to resonate with the power of the amulets.

As with most things, the only way to have him punished was to get proof and the only way to get proof was to either catch him red-handed or would be if Mane Aya told us everything that he had done and was doing, not only to her but to the rest of the Pride. With this thought going through my head I sigh as I can feel that my Magick is stable but it isn’t quite back to full strength and even an easy and the smallest of spells would drain my Magick too much. Normally after doing such a draining spell, a Witch would have to spend at least a couple weeks immersed and cleansing themselves within their coven Magicks. However, since my Grandmothers coven is one of the highest, most powerful and res