Witchcraft Owl 소설 & 이야기

Who would see a damn bird that has glowing eyes? Arth furrowed his brows in wonder. It was no regular owl, he knew. He could sense some magical energy on the bird—it was being controlled. Why the hell would someone spy and peek at him sleeping? Unless… Arth swallowed the lump on his throat, as the wide, glowing eyes of the owl stared at him. Chills ran down through his body. He slowly picked up his Blackwinter beside him at the bed and stood up. A sudden…but faint sound occurred from the other room; a grunt of a guy… then a body dropping on the carpeted floor.

Knowing well its repercussions, it had shown up and that was why and how the witches had helped Alpha Ciandra. The owl was known by the witches to be something formidable. To make it even scarier, no one knew the owner of the owl. To Alicia and Felicia, Kelly was the owner. The way she came to own it was peculiar but they had understood. It was unheard of for an owl to communicate with wolves. If only the owl would have been able to communicate with Felicia and Alicia since they were witches and not Kelly. “I hope the owl isn’t following Ciandra,” Alicia whispered.

she warned. "Let go of me!" The young man insisted. "Hahaha! I'm really sorry about my son," said the man wearing an apron. "That owl has the essence of an Eldar! It can be profitable for my talent!" "But this isn't the right way to borrow the bird, and it's not yours." "He's a silver wolf!"

They are fiercely independent and rarely stay grounded, literally or politically. Mireholt (MY-er-holt) – Swamp witches and blood mages who draw power from decay, rot, and ancestral bones. Their spellcraft is primal and raw, passed down through generations steeped in earth and sacrifice. Foxglove (FOX-gluv) – Masters of venom, temptation, and misdirection. Foxglove witches are spies, poisoners, and political fixers. Their magic is beautiful, seductive, and always has a catch. Thornveil (THORN-vayl) – Defensive spellcrafters and rune-wielders who specialize in hex barriers, sigil locks, and protection circles. When a Thornveil shields you, nothing gets through, unless they want it to.

Oswic replied, beaming. He went silent as Lacot struttled to the front door and out before continuing his lecture, “We have Tofras, the breed to which I belong that bewitch and beguile. I - am a wizard - the last of my kind -” “Excuse me, sir -” Cwena started but was cut short.

now keep watch on the King and let me know of there are any changes in our favor ) { you mean changes in your favor, this has nothing to do with me, the council or Selene } ( bottom line, keep watch ) A little bird standing on the window sill whose presence went undetected to the two engrossed in conversation flutters it's little wings and takes flight then transforms into a snowy owl that glided through the sky before descending in the Evergreen Forest landing on the arm of her owner to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. *WHAT?!* Kavis POV

For a couple of minutes, everything was quiet until there was a thunderous sound from the outside and a flash of strong lightning appeared in the sky, cutting and illuminating through the darkness and silence. The sound of deep rumbling started to grow inside and she know after that the initiation was complete. After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. Sabrina waited to watch in alert and in zero seconds, the new witches stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look lik

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

My shout echoed in the barren space. Rain held a finger to her lips and shushed me. “Don’t wake the others.” I hadn’t realized until then that there were several other nests like the one I had sprung out of. Each nest had two or three sets of breaths coming from them. “You also don’t want to attract the attention of anyone upstairs. Trust me. Apparently, there is some big prophecy that revolves around one of us, or so I gleaned from passing conversations that I listened in on. They say that the Silverwolf is the alpha of all alphas and that if they can mate her and control her, then there would be no one to stop them." She glanced up at the sliver of light from the door, fear sliding across

"You see, not all witches would stand to listen to this tale. I mean, they don't care if it's your fault for becoming so powerful. They would rather kill you spot on so, hold on..." Elisa went to a shinny desk as Abi keenly watched. Elisa's hand nimbly sparkled with silvery ethereal glow and a nice silver jewel appeared in her palm. This amulet was made mostly of swarvoski crystal from the ancient era. This type has gone on extinction and only Elisa knew how to convoke them from the past. And it was known to have great effect of hiding the powerful side of someone. At least, it makes look weak on the outer view and no one suspects a thing.