Witchcraft #deities Novels & Stories

And to finish the rituals, they killed the witches who practised the sacrificial rituals. But that was not all. There were humans who worshipped Lucifer. And they kept the rituals alive. There are two types of sacrifices. One, that is done in the name of God. Those sacrifices are to keep this world alive. And only the animals were to sacrifice in the name of God. The second one was done in the name of Lucifer. Those sacrifices were to help Lucifer with his seeds of evil. As even Lucifer didn't have the power to grow something that big and stronger. He was not God. He was just a cunning fallen angel. Franklin didn't take longer to discover the power of the sacrificial rituals.

We know how to work together, and we know the enemy. Going with Kanati and starting at the site where Kayla was taken were Jared, Summer, Rowen, Arya, Liam, Zak, Brandon, and Corinda. They’d be joined by Citra’s counterpart, Hawk—the High Priest of the Mother Coven—who was a huge asset in the last war. He’s bringing three other Mother witches and two Crone witches. Yeah, Crone witches fighting Crone witches sounds weird, but the Riding Hoods don’t represent the true Crone teachings. Many Crone-aligned witches want them gone—they’re a stain.

They created life in their image and blessed them with their abilities. I become more frustrated within myself hearing this, as Selene can shift into a large pure white wolf and has blessed her people with the gift of shifting. I have never been able to shift into anything. All I can do is summon poltergeists and manipulate shadows, which all the Deities opposed I do. The poltergeists liked to torment the living in different worlds. So, the deities banned me from summoning them, adding more reason to resent them. Aria continued to talk while I sat there brewing.

"I should hope so. Leprechauns possess cunning magic that would come in handy in the upcoming war." It was at that moment I realised she was serious. I suppose it shouldn't have come as a surprise. After all, werewolves and vampires were real. My mate was a damn deity, and my beta and I had ascended to some sort of demi-god hybrid status. It was just that I had always considered fairies to only be real in... well, fairytales. As I began to walk toward the forest line, shouting in the distance caused me to pause. "Stop! You're surrounded. Do not move!"

She spoke in between gritted teeth. The dwarf witch laughed again, this time louder and maliciously. “I am the great witch of the seven oceans. I’ve lived alone in this coven for a thousand years. There’s nothing impossible for me to do, except if it’s the will of the formidable gods and goddesses. You yearned for the love of the Alpha of the Silver Crust Pack for so long, but he’s not your mate, and his destiny doesn’t lie with you, but…” The dwarf witch stopped and stared coldly at her, making Imelda curious and anxious.

'If you find the child, the mother isn't far behind'. So they believed. CHAPTER FIVE: MARRIAGE OF A DEITY, GOD AND GODDESS. Deities, like gods and goddesses had to visit the oracle of life and the three thread sisters, very ancient beings and more gigantic than any god and goddess. They were the only ones who would give the deities, gods and goddess their significant others if they wanted one. However, there is a catch with the process of finding 'the one' for deities.

She eyes me as we are walking and asks me, 'What do you mean Lord Drake? 'Oh um, every different species of shifters or supernaturals have their own God or Goddess. Those deities determine the destinies of all of the creatures created in the species of themselves. When hybrids are involved, they have to get a meeting together with the other deities to determine the direction to go. So, say the Vampire God, Lord Drake decided that none of his vampire children would be able to fully satisfy me in all ways of my life. He would have a meeting with Selene the Moon Goddess, Cordelia Queen of all Witch Covens, who doesn't like to be called a Goddess, Jesus and the human God, and Blair the Bear God.

"Good… What is a witch, then?" "The witches are niché beings, amongst the humans, also known as the wives of Asmodeus — The divine beast of Luxuria. Divine beasts and goddesses can make contracts irrelevant to their capacity. But among all the fifteen divine beasts, only Asmodeus was given the right to contract with a large number of humans."

“They say the halo is a blessing from the Goddess of Fate—a light that keeps seers from being torn apart by the currents of time.” I frowned slightly. “The Goddess of Fate? But I thought witches worshipped Satan.” Eira chuckled under her breath. “Most do. However, not everyone shares this belief. Some of us… Some believe in other powers. These include the Goddess of Fate, the Old Ones, and the stars. It’s similar to how your kind refers to the Moon Goddess; they use different names but convey the same concept. We all just reach for something we hope is listening.”

he began, “then you haven’t seen even half of what he can do.” The room went completely silent. “Varkros is not just evil,” he continued. “He is something far worse. He is a wolf–witch god. A being worshipped by rogue wolves like the nightstalkers… and by witches as well.” I felt a cold chill crawl down my spine. “He has many forms,” he went on. “Many names. Many titles. But in the underworld, there is one name they all know him by—Varkros.” No one moved.