Witchcraft Novels Novels & Stories

The moment Hylda came into the picture and put Sadie to death the tradition had died with her. The witch's quarters looked old and worn down from years of neglect. Sadie was long gone by the time she had even been permitted to enter the pack house but she'd heard from the older generations what it used to be like. The walls apparently had a glow to them from the amount of magick in the room. There was rumored to be a large crystal sat in a well, center of the room where the users would replenish themselves. Foliage decorated the room making it look like a green house with work stations set up. Large wooden work tables covered in rare ingredients and spells books from past generations lay on

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

“You are the one who took a young girl hostage and plan to use her blood for what exactly?” “It’s you,” the witch said and Caitlin raised a brow. “Do you know who I am?” “No, but you will soon be known.” Caitlin became confused at what the witch said and it was then her eyes lowered to see that she was holding onto something which peeked out from her coat. She saw something black which looks like a book and it gave her the description of the sacred book the priest talked about which she had pictured from the mind of the other priest. “I see that you’ve stolen the so-called sacred book. What is it about this sacred book exactly?” Caitlin asked, looking curious.

"They want to use her as their sacrifice?!" Harriet nodded. "I believe so… The witch who told me about this spell used to be one of the witches who worked for the coven. I remembered that there was something unique about that sacrifice ritual, but I couldn't recall what was it. Since those books belonged to one of the coven witches, I thought I could find something about that protection spell, and I did," she explained, pointing at the drawing beneath the ancient text describing the moon and the bleeding wolf.

I grabbed Creed’s arm and nudged him to sit back down. “You said you had a book about blessed werewolves?” Drake asked. “Yah, I was looking through it before all of you got here.” I grabbed the book off my stand and handed it to Drake. “I want to see if there’s anything about the prophecy witch in here. Maybe there’s more to the story,” Drake said as he started flipping through the pages. “I didn’t think of looking for it because she was a witch.” Drake nodded as he continued to look.

CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: MY NAME IS Clara Peterson and what you are about to read is the story of my life. However before we delve into the story proper, let me introduce you to my squad. We are more like a family. You dare one of us and you are taking on all of us. There is Ray Glazebrook, my boyfriend or anyways, soon to be boyfriend. He is a werewolf. Infact, he is the Alpha of a werewolf pack called the Kraits. He is immortal and very powerful. Then we have my best friend, Janet Johnson or as I like to call her JJ. She is a witch with the powers to control and manipulate storms. This means she can control lightning. We then have Ethan Vanderbilt, the only hybrid amidst us. He is both

His first novel Brotherhood of the Dragon contained another Amun adventure, while 2020 sees the release of his WW1 trench murder mystery, Golgotha. Draven Draven is an author who writes paranormal/supernatural which includes vampires and werewolves, and ghosts. Her works include The Immortals Saga vampire series and the Bane Werewolf Colony series. She’s working on a revenge crime series of short stories and a science fiction series. She’s a graduate of Full Sail University with a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in Creative Writing for Entertainment. She has experience with script-writing, comic writing, and game writing. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading books, specifically paranormal

Gail forced her focus back on the books. Perhaps one was something craft related. She stood up from the chair and scanned the book shelves, left to right, purposely ignoring the scandalous titles of the romance novels. However, the only books she found were self-help books and books on various scientific topics. Gail knew there were books written about actual witchcraft. The coven itself had a library for such things, but did her aunt?

The smoke disappeared into the air. The candles and incenses were lit on the table to create a flicker in the breeze blowing through the kitchen. She placed the crystals in the oven. Red for blood, fire, violence, health and danger. Orange for change and yellow for mourning. Black for evil and dark. She began stirring the crystals in the oven with a wooden spoon as she chanted a spell. The oven became so hot the spoon began to catch fire. She reached over to the sink and filled a glass with water. She propelled the glass of water onto the fire. The steam spelled out Slaughter Hill. The spell was completed.