Witchcraft Numbers Novels & Stories

“Nothing, Alpha. Just a mixture of heavy scents around, but the ground is dry and shows no signs of digging, which means no one was laid here.” “Great. Come back here. I need you to get a few soldiers from the pack to take care of what I found.” “Yes, Alpha,” he said. I reached out to Nolan. “Anything new?” “Yes, Alpha! Two witches, approximately 16 to 17, were laid here.” “Okay, you’ll call soldiers under your command to take them back to the pack house. In the meantime, meet me here.” “Yes, Alpha,” he replied. Before I could reach my mate, she beat me to it.

On page 999, I found what I was sent here for. The number nine represents dragons throughout human history, while it has little meaning in the dragon world, which puts emphasis on prime numbers. I began reading about Draconian Wicca. There's a duality in this religion, just as there is in life. Some seek to worship, praise, and heal, while others seek power, darkness, and destruction. I found the spell that the hooded figures used. I allowed Clint to read it too. “Witches; fucking dark mages!” he tersely mumbles.

Roger and Clarke said in unison. “News flash, I am not myself right now,” Miranda gestured, using her thumb to point at herself. Her body was a virgin, but the one she was stuck in was not. “Pure in this case doesn't mean a virgin status,” Lazarus scratched his head. “Why are you scratching your head? That makes me even more worried,” Nigel complained. “Well, the goddess Hecate wrote this book —” He hesitated. “Who's that?” Roger asked. “She's the goddess of witchcraft,” Miranda spoke up. “I read about her in the Vanderwolf's library. She is responsible for creating witchcraft. She is who the witches praise.”

But I'd like to stay for a bit more and find out what they're arguing about. "Krishna, this is a dangerous move. If we fail resurrecting the Great Witch, we will die!" I heard Delta's distressed reply. My mouth slightly went agape. In this coven, I have sixteen sisters, and one leader. We call our leader the High Priestess. Krishna has two most trusted witches who act as her assistants, Delta and Smoke. Which also happens to be my close friends. I've been with them for ten years, ever since I was twelve. And Krishna's going to waste all that years just for resurrecting the mother of all witches, which is impossible?

An old friend, Rufus, a powerful Warlock, came to see Zachary about the dire situation. "They are dark witches, Zachary. They use forbidden spells—black magic. Trust me, I had no idea they were aiding the vampires. Let me help you win this war. I’ll put them in their place," Rufus offered, his eyes glinting with determination. "We need all the help we can get, Rufus. Thank you," Zachary replied gratefully. Warlocks were incredibly rare—only five existed in the entire world, each one possessing the power of a hundred witches combined. Rufus called upon his fellow Warlocks to join the fight against the dark witches.

"That's right! Make us feel good, honey, and we'll let you go!" "I heard that the beds in the Crescent Order are very large and bouncy…" "There are only about 7,000 hot young women for us 10,000 men, though. Maybe we should share a girl among ourselves?" "Why are all women in this Order so hot and sexy? These witches make my heart race!"

Then more. Snarls explode around me. Marek shifts, his silver fur gleaming through the mist. The warriors follow suit, growling, snapping, their claws scraping the earth. The rogues are fast, unhinged, their bodies jerking like puppets. But there aren’t many of them—eight, maybe ten at most. It’s not about the numbers. It was never about the numbers. The witches sacrificed these rogues to distract us.

I said, and she nodded. Mason stopped pacing about the place and sat next to her, which made her move closer to me, leaving her sandwiched in the middle. I looked at her phone screen, and she was still looking at the form. "There is a section that shows the slots available and the number of people that have signed up. " She said, and that piqued my interest, and so did it pique Mason's interest because we both leaned close to look at her phone screen. I was shocked at the number of wolves that had signed up already. Over a thousand, and it was still counting.

retreating his hand and rubbing the back of his neck with an aloof smile on his face. “Hello” Said Karina then she quickly continued to walk passed him out the door. “Wow everyone is sooo nice” Trevor said sarcastically as he walked toward us. “First they greet us with wolfsbane, then chain us up, what’s next? One of us get’s sacrificed?” Trevor said jokingly toward Jeff, but Jeff was unmoving now staring out the window of the log cabin. Outside, you could clearly see the kids from the coven playing hide and seek as if nothing happened. You look to the right and there were teenagers practicing their powers on a small training course but to the left of that you could see a congregation of th

’ Tears fell from my eyes as my heart broke open with the pain of not knowing where she was or if she was okay. ***** CAMDEN The gym was my battlefield at the moment. The punching bag and padded walls were the focus for my frustration and anger. Another trail turned cold. Another nine bodies added to the casualties list of The Riverton Sisters who were twin witches that practiced a specific type of dark magic involving infants. They left sixty-two mutilated bodies across five states. My team had intel of their whereabouts, but they were long gone when we got there.