Witchcraft Essentials Novels & Stories

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.]

Outside the palace, the witches were waiting for the sun to go down. Their eyes fixed on the black, round metal pot, which was crafted from 11 different metals to capture the essence of the souls trapped within those green walls. Once the ritual is finished, the pot will be full. Once a witch drinks that soul essence, her primordial vein will become s: the: the Primordial vein, the vein where a witch's true power is hidden.

Sun Wukong said and he extended his hand forward making it brim with all five elements. “Metaphysical Essence is essential to basic techniques and can be used through various procedures. The most common of which is through the generation of runes. Metaphysical Essence can be controlled and manipulated to form supernatural effects which wouldn't be possible to achieve such as, flying, summoning etc. The essence travel through a meridians known as hiero and each individual has a certain amount of Hiero that determines how much Metaphysical Essence one can embody within.

I walk over to the bed and set the box down. "What's that?" Brittany walks over to me looking over my shoulder as I open the box. I flip open the lid of the box and look at the contents. It contained sage, holy water, white candles, incense sticks, and Kosher salt. "It's just some stuff used for protection that I have." I start setting the white candles around the board and open the window so I can sage my room. I set the holy water next to the board and tell Brittany to sit next to it and make a salt circle around us. I sit across from Brittany as I look at the planchette on the board.

Emily sighed in relief, she had expected him to be skeptical and laugh about it but he didn't. Her case was one of the rarest cases of witchcraft. Though witches had the ability to manipulate and control energy, power, nature, etc they had to draw that ability from somewhere. Most witches drew it from one of the four elements; Water, Air, Fire, and Earth. Some from nature which was partly Earth. Then black magic used sacrifices and blood to generate power. Wizards were said to be connected with the 5th element which was the Spirit and Sorcerers which were the highest witches could draw energy from all of them.

Three wizards raised their hands, purple webs spinning like spider nests. “Mira!” I shouted. Mira raised both palms, drawing a circle of resistance. A silver shield bloomed, enveloping the ritual like thin glass. Tavien followed from behind, throwing pulsating rune nails. “Destroy!” I charged. The silver sword at my waist finally revealed its true power. It struck the ground in a sweeping motion. The circle broke just as Mira spun the shield into a counterpressure. The purple web shattered, the three witches rolled backward in the wave. The fourth mortar came like a small meteor, locking the center of the circle and melting the symbol into mud.

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.

"Make sure it is well-stocked with all the necessary supplies and tools they may require." The guards, recognizing the gravity of the situation, sprang into action. They gathered herbs, crystals, and various artifacts known to aid in the practice of magic. Each item was carefully selected, ensuring that no essential component was overlooked. The room began to transform, as it took on the appearance of a sacred sanctuary, ready to embrace the power of the wizard's craft.

“For now we watch and gather what we can. Rage alone will not free them.” She rose and called for Sendro and Laclam next. When the two men arrived, she had the sealed crate from the Whitefang delivery brought in and set on the table. “This is the new product the witches are circulating,” she said. “They’re calling it Wolfesia. The Blacklores are already using it. I need everything you can learn, ingredients, effects, how it works. Leave nothing unexamined.” Sendro and Laclam exchanged a single glance. Both nodded.

In a moment, his body glowed as a sign of life entered his veins, the witch and the people were surprised. “ Does she have healing abilities?”. The two female wolves who attended to me whispered out loud. The witch held my hands and dragged me along with her into the shrine.. “Come with me”. She yelled out loud! ………………………………………. The witch dragged me to the shrine while the people followed closely behind. I kept mute and watched as she performed some rites and recited some incantations….. “ Stretch forth your hands”. Her old quacky voice commanded. “ I can see you, yes I can see you, Spirit of the High Crest—”. She repeated continuously, as she moved around me.