Witchcraft Numbers Novels & Stories

he said . THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW. it as already dark and just as Destin had instructed Alisa and Virginia arranged 5 virgins whom are to carrying out the cleansing .the 3 witches were dressed on white while the 2 wizards were on black ,they all stood in front of the large crowd of coven members . " et lustop calup vuldra zampalo numbritus caslo " Destin chanted while holding onto a bowl . the candle around them suddenly went off then on again ,

“There were… multiple projects. You saw the first generation - the failures, mostly. Twisted wolves. Augmented Lycans. But the real work… the perfected versions… they’re not on the battlefield. Yet.” A cold spike drove through me. “Where are they?” His lip curled, something almost reverent in his expression. “In the sanctuaries. Underground. Hidden across Council territory. You’ll never find them all.” Kira spoke for the first time. “How many sanctuaries?” The scientist chuckled bitterly. “Five primary. Dozens of satellite stations.” Rylan crossed his arms, jaw tight. “And the warlocks? How many are involved?” “Enough,” the man rasped. “The Council bought their loyalty years ago. They fund t

Tim asked “Can you guess how many they are?” Ezra asked Crystal “I… Well according to the voices and those I have seen, they are up to eleven including the females” Crystal said thinking hard. “Okay, when Lucas give the signal, I want us to put them off guard, be careful so none of the ladies get hurt in the process” Ezra said “Yes Alpha” They all answered except the two witch among them

(Nikki P. O. V) After some time, there is a knock on the door. Cole told them to come in, and Emma walked inside the office with the others. "So, as everyone is here, let's start the meeting. So while entering Alok's mind to find out about his whereabouts, I gathered some important information about him and his army. I have found out that there are 700 people in his army, of which 100 are dark witches, 250 are newly turned vampires, 100 are old vampires, and 250 are rogues. Those rogues are the rogues who didn't join any packs, and when you guys attacked them a few years ago to rescue me, have lost some of their loved ones and wanted to take revenge on us," I informed them.

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.]

Then she slung the pair of loubotines over her shoulder like you would a bindle, turning to go. "But I've only worn it for one initiation ceremony. Just one!" "Yeah? The condition of the soles would beg to differ, C--" Hellene dropped the book she was reading with a scoff. "Can you both just stop with the stupid argument already. It's not like we're going for some fashion show." Aradia paused and turned to regard her in mock-pity, a pair of black shades over her destructive eyes. "Oh, honey, we might as well be. A lot of witches are going to be at the congress. A hundred and twenty-six covens of them."

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

But I'm not like the other witches, cuz if it's rare a boy being born in this race, being the daughter of a woman and men from this race it's the rarest case ever. Like I've said, it's a really rare case when someone has four wraths like me. The normal people have, of course, one wrath. The nobles have normally two wraths. The royals and the other races like the witches, the faes, the werewolves+ had three wraths. But four? Well, this is a problem. It's almost like being a living target and a threat to those royals and powerful races. Not that I care. Cuz I couldn't care less about that.

It also feels like the gentleness and kindness of the sprites has worn off on the coven, keeping them grounded and focused on positive magic. “How many turquoise lights are in the castle and forest now?” Rich asks, smirking at my brother’s long-term infatuation with Daphne. “At last count, I found 104,” Xander says pulling out a chair for me to sit. “Not only that,” I say, rubbing the cramp in my stomach. “But apparently, witches and warlocks are very attractive to the sprites. There’s always a lot of chatter about how big and warm they are, especially if they are doing their magic and creating any sort of light.”

said Aza as he put the plate in the sink, then took a bottle of water to take him to the room. The sound of the door creaking sounded in the quiet room, Aza immediately took the book then began to take a comfortable position to read it. "Among a group of magicians, the core of the magician itself is called the Cube magician who controls the crystal cube, there are eight cube magicians including blue, red, maroon, green, brown, white, gray and purple cube magicians," When Aza turned the next page, it was blank. "Huh? Empty? Give me a break!" grumbled Aza.