Witchcraft #deities Novels & Stories

Never underestimate a Larkspur’s smile. Solstice (SOL-stiss) – Tied to lunar and solar cycles, this coven channels celestial magic and cosmic alignment. Members are known to rise as star-priests, lightweavers, and keepers of balance between day and night. Aetherwind (EE-ther-wind) – Cloud-walkers and storm-callers, Aetherwind witches are aerial mages who manipulate weather, winds, and sky-born magic. They are fiercely independent and rarely stay grounded, literally or politically.

Sweat began to settle on his forehead, so he took out a tissue to dab it off. "Who are you really?" Aiden's voice was firm, demanding an answer. The old man hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously. Then,he sighed his face morphing into a smile " I am Cryptess. The goddess of Darkweb" However, Aiden was smart; he could see the effects he had on this old man, which only fueled his suspicion. When he raised his hand to touch the old man, he suddenly jumped off the seat to his feet.

Bloodied and disheveled, they were a pitiful sight. Toviyyah said, “It’s an opponent at the Soma Daeclon Rank. We need Tai Chi to confront her, Adina! Otherwise, we’ll lose our hostages.” “Such malevolent power. I’m sure nobody in the Great Historial Land has such strength. It’s unlike anything we’ve encountered before,” Ysanne added with furrowed brows. Zoltan states gravely, “That leaves only possibility. It must be a mysterious female deity from Zymurgy.”

I shout out to the god in my head and it just laughs out loud. “You wanted power. I gave you power!” The god says. Everyone is dead. there’s no one left. All the magic, all the witches. all of them are gone. The deity sucked the very magic and life out of them. All in minutes, “This is not what I wanted!” I say with a shriek. “Yes it is. What did you think would happen? I am the deity of greed. I am always hungry. I constantly need to devour. You wanted power and now you have the power of all the witches you just killed.” The deity taunts me.

A new determination settles in my chest and I shut off the water and get out to dry off and get ready to go to my office and make some calls. (Beth POV) I have been sitting on this log just inside the forest watching as the Goddess goes from wolf to wolf attempting to install wisdom and encouragement. WItches are different. We weren't born from the Moon Goddess and we don’t worship her. We worship the elements Earth, Wind, Fire and Water. Witches can align themselves with whomever they please, some with packs and with any other species including humans. Most witches practice black or white magic, I prefer grey. I believe that even black magic can be used for good though I am careful with wha

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Hecate when introducing the magic make sure only her kind, the witches could use the magic freely. Wolves still the part of supernatural community can perform rituals, binding spells and other minor magics but not without a sacrifice. Magic demands sacrifice. These are the holy words in the world of magic. “The circle is done, now the offerings.” It must be very specific for whom you are preparing. “Before you ask, I am summoning someone. The goddess to be specific.” I said still distracted in organising the stuffs I bought for her. I was sweating and my hands were shaking. From fear? I don’t know.

Max translated "Precisely. And All three of these mention the existence of magic time and time again. Hecate Chiaramonti is the Goddess of witchcraft. She is less known now but 2000 years ago they would worship her at the turn of every new moon, a sacrifice would take place once yearly on the new moon of the Aries constellation. This is said to be the only time in a year when Hecate can harness and release power directly from and to humans. So the sacrifice, usually of someone accused of witchcraft, was our ancient ancestors' way of feeding and pleasing Hecate so she wouldn't use her power that night to do evil on humans. Anyway, it is also said that sometimes in a very rare circumstance, it

“They're called Aswangs. They're shape-shifting spirits that were once witches. Aswangs are created when a witch is killed horribly and can't move on to the afterlife until their wrong is righted. If Sahara killed the witches, she must have cursed them to serve her because Aswangs don't congregate together in that fashion. The only way to control so many Aswangs is to possess something that is dear to them. Witches are very suspicious of others, even their own. I wonder how the witch was able to take their prized possession?” My head tilts up as I contemplate the turn of events. “Mathias also told me that Sahara's coven died under mysterious circumstances. I'm going to hazard a guess that th

Hildegarde asked whilst looking at the faces of the Wraith and the Chaos Witch. “There’s no need,” Mane smiled whilst shaking his head. Before Hildegarde could ask a follow up question, he gave the reply. “Crystal is a Spiritualist. She would be able to hide herself from anyone easily. And Aurora is a Wraith, a True Spirit. Only Spiritualists and people with strong spirits should be able to see her. The only reason she was so easily visible was because this is the home of the Watchers. There is no way she can be hidden here. But in the World of the Three Great Races, where the Spirit is neglected so ignorantly, no one would see her. She will be unto the World of the Three Great Races as you