Witchcraft Paths Novels & Stories

Most of it went down her chest. “This isn’t working.” Sage cried when Nix started turning purple. Aarshon knew it was working just too slowly. Willow took a deep breath and then started to chant. As she chanted, she placed stones on Nix’s body. Over her chest, she placed an African Mystic Spirit Quartz. Then around it she placed Ammonite, bloodstone, citrine, and a few that Aarshon had never seen before. Once she was done, Nix was shaking from head to toe. The fever had broken, so Sage took the rags in to throw into the washer. Slyven came in to check on everyone. He had called Russell and told him that Sage was staying overnight. Willow seemed to be chanting faster this time, and Aarshon wo

My spies, my listeners. “Call the coil generals,” I say. “Send ten of the venom brigades. Quiet ones. I want them inside the Killground before dawn. They will not be part of the Games. They will not be seen. They will find the witch, and they will end her.” A dozen heads bow in unison. “Use the flooded paths,” I continue. “The ones the Bonewood don’t guard. When you reach the ward line, bleed into it, not over it. Let the water carry you through.”

“We will start by teaching you both that each wolf holds special powers that no other wolf possesses; the Gold wolf can give wolfbane, silver pain, and other types of pain by its bite, claws, and fur when close to the enemy. The Silver can’t get hurt by wolfbane, silver, and any pain from them. Even after being switched, you can use these powers just as you saw your mates do earlier.” My eyes grew from what my mother had just explained to us. The wolf did not only switch our souls. Do they have powers too?

I’m not sure the impression Sage is trying to give out but no matter what shit he throws my way, I wasn’t going to bow to his egocentric undeserving self. He may be the pack’s Alpha but to me, he’s not but a pain in the ass which I have to tolerate for the meantime, at least till I figure my way out. “Thank you,” I say paying off the Uber driver before stepping out. He dropped me off a few walks to Sage’s territory where humans aren’t to be allowed. Werewolves lurk around humans, and our identities have to remain a secret to avoid endangering the lives of the humans as well as the wolves.

She went straight to the second floor, where Quinn was organizing his books. When he turned around, he froze, stunned to see Sadie lying completely naked on the bed. "What the hell are you doing? Are you insane? Put your clothes back on!" he shouted, clearly appalled. Sadie was unfazed, and she stood and began walking toward him with deliberate steps. "Honey… I know you came back too. I was wrong in our past life. I shouldn't have ignored you," she said softly. She had gone out of her way to style her hair and apply makeup. Convinced her figure was superior to mine, she moved closer with a seductive smile, her gaze brimming with allure.

I said, "for a witch to be the Luna?" Raven went silent. I turned to look at her. Her face was pale, her hands were shaking. "A witch," she said slowly, "has not been Luna of a wolf pack since the Great Betrayal. Since Salem. Since the wolves turned their backs." "What's the official name?" "The official name for a mixed-blood marriage between a wolf and a witch is a Concord of Ashes." Raven's voice was barely a whisper. "They were banned after Salem. Anyone who enters into one is exiled. Their children are killed."