Witchcraft #deities Novels & Stories

These leaders, imbued with the goddess's power, were tasked with maintaining order and protecting magic from the corruption that Salazan could unleash. However, Salazan craved the power that had been taken from him by the goddess. In an act of cunning and greed, he used the fragments of his remaining magic to create an ancient wolf named Prata. This creature was one of the goddess's most beautiful creations, its white fur glistening with a silvery sheen at the tips, reflecting the purity that still remained in its heart.

I heard Lioren chuckle before I could say a word. "Alicent" Lioren cut in, causing Alicent to look at her "you do not know the extent of his power" she said. "Elara and I are the only deities with the ability to create living, breathing supernatural creatures, and that is the highest form of power a deity can receive, what does that make us?" she let the question hang in the air. "That makes you stronger than the other deities?" Alicent half asked. "Yes" Lioren said "but even at that, I want you to know" she paused and glanced at me before glancing back at Alicent "Nyxar is stronger than us"

"I don't need you; get out." "Are you that persistent?" the deity asked. I removed the hands of the deity's people from mine and walked towards Him. "One of the twins is my child. It's either Amaya or Mune. I don't know who. But I'm certain that it's one of them. I didn't bother to find it because I already consider the two my children. That's why I'm this persistent! I can't save them from all of the danger if I'm just here, living as a witch who has skills in rituals and special medicine!"

I nodded, tears in my eyes, but truly comforted by her words. “Can I see him?” I ask her. Her face is pained for a second before she replies, “I’m sorry I don’t have a way to show you. Everything I see and feel is from within. It can’t be shared like that…” “I might have something,” a woman to her side says. She clears her throat. “I’m Hecate, the Goddess of Witchcraft. In exchange for your true friendship with my beloved Ally, and your huge sacrifice, I can create a short portal so you can see them. They’re together now. Would you like to see them?”

I move over to Theseus' fountain of sight, swirling my hand inside to summon Hati's human counterpart in this life cycle. Damian, the poor soul, is an innocent thing, but he is tainted much like any other human counterpart Hati is bonded with. He's pacing inside his room, talking to Hati as he begs not to hurt Lilith. My poor Lilith. Once, I believed in birthing my own child to battle my own demons. Theseus is the god of witches, his reign passed down from his father before him, so when we found we were mated together, we once made a pact of never having children.

Third Deity said “You are here,,,why?” “Your mate” First deity said “Her time is running out,,,,” “Stop” Kingston said “We told you before,,,it’s her fate to die,,,,,” Second deity said “Why can’t I turn her into a witch? We are mates,,she’s supposed to have transformed,,,,,” “She’s an ice queen,,she’s not made to become a witch” first deity said “Then why must she die?? Do something,,,” “We can’t do anything devil,,,and you can’t do anything either” Third deity said

I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on her sneakers. “I do.” It’s going to take us hours to get there. But I needed to run. I need to think about what I want to say to him. Which is why I ask what deity witches pray to. “Hecate. Ora. Witches pray to the goddess Hecate. Wolves pray to the goddess Selene. It is said that Hecate and Selene are friends.” The thought of that comforted me. My aunts may be together in the afterlife if their goddesses are friendly.

“So, witches don’t ride on broomsticks or pray to the devil?” Meredith burst out into laughter. “No. Nothing like that. I would love to buy an expensive broomstick to go with the theme, though.” She stopped laughing and composed herself. “We actually believe in gods, but not like the ones we see in Christianity of Judaism. You already know that the wolves pray to the Moon Goddess. We are the same. We have different gods we pray to. The Moon Goddess is among the strongest of them. Her powers make the waves rise and fall and the animals and earth to be soothed. The witch’s relationship with the world rests on love. We have been gifted by the gods to take care of this planet.” I nodded in vague

It was shining so brightly that I had to use my hands to cover my eyes. "Do not be afraid my child" This voice, it does not belong to the priestess. It was so warm and smooth. My ears jerking to hear the sound of it again. "It is I, Hapoda, God of all the witches clan. We are four gods sent by the supreme ruler to watch over the earth. Valarus, The god of vampires, Eridal, the god of werewolves, and I, the God of witches." Ok...Where was this going?.

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.