Witchcraft Style Novels & Stories

Suri looked at Rustin in shock, asking, "Is what Mr. Hart said true?" Esther calmly explained, "Cursing is a form of witchcraft. Since the Witchcraft Uprising, cursing has gradually been marginalized and eventually found its way to Saffronesia. Nowadays, only Saffronesians practice cursing." Suri instantly understood everything. Just a few months ago, someone from Lumigen approached Suri, proposing to invest in Glory Investment Group. Without hesitation, Suri rejected them on the spot. It was after that negotiation that Suri started having nightmares.

ALPHA’S PREDESTINED BRIDE (His Unexpected Mate) EPISODE SIX THEME: Best friends for life TWO WEEKS LATER MOON STONE PACK Meagan Swift was adorned in an old fashioned long black dress, a cape over it, her long black hair flowed down her back and a pointed hat sat on her head. A wand was on her left hand and a stuffed toy cat in her right hand to represent a familiar witch in the supernatural world - Allison the witch of Maridom.

If witches where getting involved in the Royal Santos Lycan pack, that meant they expected another attempt from the rebels and the red headed witch. “They will create a scenario which will test your senses to their limits. You are required to use your senses to walk up to this lantern and extinguish its flame.” He places the lantern on the muddy patchy grass ground as one of the witches lights the candle with a flick of her finger. The witches all move to stand in front of the lantern, all four standing in a line but distanced out. Almost positioning themselves in an attack formation. Two of the witches looked identical, they must be twins. Both had long straight blonde hair styles in exactl

The castle which was my home still stood tall and right now I just wanted to run inside it but then that was not why I was here. I took in another deep breath and started moving towards a bridge and James still had his arms wrapped around me. I didn't know how I was going to get away from him but right now I just had to go with the flow. Soon I stood in the middle of the Heaven's Bridge, the most beautiful and magical place. It was present on to of the river that had magical water of silver color which could harm and heal the person only if you knew how to use it. It was different from normal wooden bridges as it was made of different kinds of magical substances combined together. On top of

Kiara’s POV It took us about 30 minutes to get to meemaws, as she lives just on the edge of the town that meets with the forest. We used to come here a lot as kids playing hide and seek in the forest. I looked at the old tree swing we used to spend hours taking turns on. Meemaws house was a tiny 2 bedroom 2 baths little cabin. Outside she had a beautiful herb garden right off to the right of her creaky old porch. The cabin was painted white but could definitely use a fresh coat as the paint was chipping. As we both get out the car we both were greeted by the all too familiar voice of meemaw. “ Hey girl’s, you’re right on time. Come on in and have some tea with me. We have tons to talk about

Katherine smiled and sat on the chair of the Luna. "So, what is the reason you wanted us to make an appearance, alpha?" The Fletcher witch asked. Elliot looked at the Fletcher witches and thought about the weird attire of witches in the past. Throughout history, the witch has taken on many forms, but the archetype has always been a woman in all black, either wearing a pointy hat and flying around on a broom. But now the witches had become quite modern with black lipstick and body piercings. The fashion of witches doesn't necessarily entail all the black all the time, nor do witches focus too much of their energy into their wardrobe. After all, the magic and spells don't come from the clothes

The water obediently yielded before the blade, an extension of Finrir's strength and skill. Aros, spellbound by Finrir's display, conveyed his admiration through a series of intricate aquasign gestures. "In the depths of Tritania, where currents intertwine, the Acttegatian style emerges with unparalleled grace and strength. Your swordmanship sings through the water, an exquisite dance that speaks of a legacy steeped in mastery and tradition."

Concordia, Six Hundred and Eighty Years Before Harithen, in gold trimmed eggshell blue tunic that emphasized the width of his shoulders and belted tightly at the waist with a sash that went from just below his nipples to his hip bones, the billowing material drifting out behind him like a sail in the wind, bartered over the fabrics laid out in the warehouse for display. He had opted to powder his hair, rather than wear a wig, and it had been curled so that it hung over one shoulder in thick sausages of ringlets.

"Once you are taken in, your search for the map will begin." "Why me?" I had questioned. "Surely Draven could find someone else." "But you know the members of that household better than anyone." He replied calmly. "You can move around the house and their lives without arousing suspicion." He then handed me a vial. "I will make a mixture which will transform you into a young, beautiful girl. You must also use a perfume every morning and night to maintain the form." "Witchcraft?" I had inquired. "To an extent." He admitted. "Sable was well-versed in both medicine and the arcane arts, though I could only grasp a little of each.” He explained. “I'll use Draven's and Iza's blood to concoct the po

She dropped down to her and pulled her up by her hair. "I can think of a better way to dispose you" Sabrina cackled. "You can all go to your homes. All of you including Imogen" she said with a devilish smile playing on her lips. ***** Sabrina had on a cranky smile. She was overwhelmed with the idea of getting to create more species of her kind. The knowledge that a white witch was still in existence shook her greatly and until she had her bones for breakfast, she would continue to create more of her kind. She hurriedly assembled everything she needed for the ritual. A double-sized Jewish rocky golden star popularly known as the star of Moses was drawn with her blood on the ground, candles of