Witchcraft Deity Novels & Stories

"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."

Dreadful icons were added to her pictograph completely changing her work while she continued with her chant, ignorant of the changes. "An oath shall be sworn here witnessed by Themis, Goddess of the Scale I shall attain all principles of Etheria And be the mistress of all evils of the 13 Hells! From the Seventh Palace, attended to by three great heralds of power, Come forth from the Throne of Slumber, Answer to the name of Rubisviel Althreya Fyaril, Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest!"

A lullaby my mother used to sing, one that spoke of wolves, moons, and a shadow waiting to rise. Suddenly, it all made sense. The deity wasn’t just an enemy—it was part of my past. The lullaby wasn’t a warning; it was a message, a reminder that I carried the power to rewrite the prophecy. Just as I prepared to unleash the magic within me, the ground split open beneath us, sending jagged cracks through the battlefield. The energy pulsing from the rift shifted, chaotic and unpredictable. And then I saw it—the truth hidden in plain sight. The deity wasn’t just an ancient force; it was tied to my family’s bloodline. Not an adversary, but a twisted reflection of who we had become over centuries o

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.

“Okay, then I’ll take your word for it. They harmed no witches.” “Of course, they didn’t harm any witches. There’s no species of supernatural creature truly connected to witches. The church made up the whole witch thing and then tried to fit every person into that category that didn’t fit their narrowminded views or got in their way. Others just ran with it for their benefit. The closest creatures that exist are Druids, Mages, and, of course, Shifters. That whole changing into bats and cats is probably from someone witnessing a shifter changing form. Druids are natural healers and close to nature. Mages, they’re educated, they work their magic through study, and a connection to the stars.”

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?.

POV: DANTE I threw the witch down the stairs, ordering her to heal the useless blind wolf. I needed to understand what my God wanted with her. Waiting upstairs, I extended my claws, slicing deeply across my wrist in a straight line. With the blood, I formed the symbol on the floor and let my hands fall to my sides, closing my eyes as I invoked him: “Nocturnus, sovereign deity of worlds, your loyal servant, calls upon you. Illuminate my mind regarding your divine gift and guide me to serve you better until you complete victory!”

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.

“Explain what you mean, lass.” “Witches like me only retain our power as long as we have our virtue. If a man steals it, we lose whatever gifts we have. If you were to deflower me, sir, I would no longer have the gift of Sight.” She licked her lips and looked down as her cheeks flushed. It was clear the topic embarrassed the poor girl. He frowned. “Must it be me specifically?” He wasn’t certain why he asked the question, for the idea of allowing any of his warriors to be the one to take her virginity immediately caused a surge of anger he had to bank down and breathe through.

It was her father calling. With that, she put on a jacket and hurried out of the dormitory. It was clear she was hiding from me and wanted to avoid a conversation. I sat still for a long time before returning to bed and texted Job. [How am I supposed to verify who swapped their destiny with mine?] He replied, [The person will be carrying something that belongs to you at all times. [The moment the act is done, their fortune will immediately change for the better. Their life will be transformed.]