Witches Bible Book Novels & Stories

She opened hlthe book and also noticed that the book was empty. “I can’t–“ Rudina began “Concentrate Young witch” the witch said and that was how Words started to appear on the paper. Rudina read with so much amazement. “I can see them!” Rudina said as she kept turning then suddenly she stopped. “why is there bad blood between Witches and most werewolves apart from the Discrolls?” Rudina turned to witch. “Alright I’ll tell me a story while showing you throwing a trance” the Witch began to say Latin words.

I went to lunge in her direction, when the earth shook under my feet and as I turned Beta Winston ran in front of me, followed by Russ and Steve. My eyes shifted to Hera, her face contorted with anger as her words bellowed out, “sisters remove them.” I blinked as all three were lifted into the air and as 9 witches held their right hands up as if chocking them. My anger rose and I took a step, only for the ground to shake and the Moon Goddess herself stood behind me, but her scent was Amelia’s and my heart clenched in my chest. She shouldn’t be here was all I could think about as I heard the goddess’ voice boom out, “ENOUGH.” My eyes widened as the Goddess Hecate was standing next to her.

Said Eira who sat beside Pete, watching as well. "Maria!" "I think I found it!" Calypso called as she flipped through the pages of Maria's witch book. Her glare was left hanging as she turned over to Calypso. Calypso handed the book over to Maria and she read as it was written. Three magic calls, With the darkest of it all, Of flames and darkness, Bound to let travel, Thus, with the powers of ancient, Hell's gates set free. Set all, let it be ready,

“I need to be sure. I can’t go on living like this. On… maybes.” After a pause, Rose let out a sigh, and with a hesitant hand, she took the book from me. She opened it, flipping pages before she stopped and began to read. "Witches," she began, her voice a low whisper. "Witches are beings of immense power. They are not just mortals who use spells and curses. They are faster, stronger, and more resilient than any shifter or human. They have faster reflexes and strengths they can use in fighting or defense."

Adele said. She leaned down and lifted up a bag. Caleb watched as she carefully removed the book, without touching it, from the bag. There, before him, bound in leather, was the first ever witches’ book he’d seen. Reaching for the book, he lifted it up, and his parents yelled at him to release it. Everyone, apart from Guy, had gotten to their feet. “What’s going on?” Caleb asked. He held the book in his hand. It was heavy, but he didn’t see anything wrong with it.

my father demanded. She looked between the three of us. “Sit.” None of us did. She clicked her tongue. “Very well.” She crossed the room and pulled an ancient book from a shelf, its spine cracked, pages yellowed and swollen with age. She set it down carefully, as if it might bite. “I don’t know much about witches,” she began. “I don't know a lot about their rituals. Or the depth of their magic. Wolves and witches have never shared knowledge freely.”

A murder case that has to be traced to not the wizard but the witches of the West who are known to be the good witches. What could have the king done? The story remained to lie in the big book that only the doctor himself could read and assimilate its writings. Billy feared if he unfolds the untold he stands a chance of tearing down the heart of the wolf prince, and that Warrd could grow wild to avenge the death of his father and must die and wither in line of the big book of the Witches which Billy himself had kept under his custody. If the truth is told, we can grow they said but not this time, the truth here stands to put things in danger, a rebirth of the war that took place between the

"Of course, father, I have to leave now because I want her close to me." Father sat down, then pulled out a book from his drawer and gave it to me. "What is this?" I said, then took the book with no name on the cover, which looks very ancient. "A book on Boneman witches, I think that you might need it because of Alix, so you will know what you are up against." "Oh, thank you, but I thought that no one knew who was after them, that no one knew who was killing them." "Yes, not much is known about them, the book is mostly about their death and the things we have seen them do; They had immense powers that is all we know for sure."

I wonder as I try to pull away again but to no avail. "I'm sorry. "I whisper before saying the incantation that releases his hand and throws him across the lawn; he hits the grass as I run to the door, another growl sounding out, but this time no screams follow. I twist the handle frantically. Mom, grandma, where are you? The door is closed, and it does not budge. I step back, take a deep breath, and whisper another spell to open the door, but it repels, striking me; I stumble back before regaining my footing. That is right because all werewolves have their witches who protect them. I grunt, feeling the side effects of the repelled spell. The growl sounds again as I start pounding on the doo

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”