Witches Playlist Novels & Stories

This time it was not Violetta who answered, but Liona- Violetta's friend who had just arrived. "Why? Why should I be silent? That is the fact, Violetta is the bearer of bad luck!" Ellen jerked Liona's shoulder. Liona glared in disapproval. "Violetta is not the bearer of evil! You are crazy!" She said about to attack Elen out of annoyance. However, Violetta quickly stopped her, saying, "That's it, Liona. It's no use responding to crazy people." "Did you forget? Because of Violetta, the vampires often harass the witches and even kill the witches who protect her! Many witches have died, just because of her! Violetta is such a jinx!" Elen shouted angrily, glaring at Violetta with a glare.

"Let the humming guide you." I lay back, closing my eyes as instructed. The humming filled the room, washing over me in waves. It was strangely soothing, despite the unsettling circumstances. I tried to relax, to let go of the fear and anxiety that gnawed at me. Sabrina's voice was joined by the other witches, I realized. They sang in unison, their voices weaving together into a complex tapestry of sound. There were no words, just pure, melody. It was mesmerizing, hypnotic. I felt myself drifting, the worries of the world fading away.

“Because of time I’ll just give you the important details as I know it, but you have to be very attentive.” “Since it is common knowledge that there are witches I won’t have to tell you that again. But you see witches are of different grades, and one can be initiated into becoming a witch through different means.” She cleared her throat and continued. “Although witches are usually united when there is a general problem, they are generally split into three different groups; White, Red, and Black. White witches are the good witches, and their aim is to help humanity. The Reds are on the fence, in-between the good and the evil, while the Blacks are the real definition of evil.”

Mum wasn't the kind to go back on her words. If I was going to get rid of the bracelet, someone else had to help. “Well, if one person couldn't help me get it off, what about asking for the help of other witches, surely if they are in numbers they could pull it off.” “I strongly doubt that, witches have a code and many rules, no sorcerer will agree to cast such a spell, even if we could find one strong enough.” Another dead end, I wondered.

"BALABALA MAKEFESHU, MORESA GIVE US THE POWER, TO BE STRONGER AND YOUNGER, GIVE US THE POWER TO FIGHT AGAINST THE WEREWOLVES, AND MAKE US GET MORE VICTORIES AS WE DESTROY THE HUMANS. TAKE A FRESH BLOOD FROM US." The witches chanted, as they danced In their incantations, shouting howls and making noises, as if a great ceremony was been held, but for the witches, a ritual meant something new, and something new meant good luck to them, and in an instant, a large breeze blew the forest, shaking trees. "THE GODDESS IS HERE, AHHHHH, RITUAL TO THE GODDESS, FOR A PROSPEROUS ATTACK AGAINST THE ALPHA KING AIDEN."

I returned my gaze to her as I descended gradually, "All I have within me, has been dispensed to the witches seated, I have nothing within me." "I see", she said nodding her head and turning towards the witches, "When did you guys start being greedy? Well, I don't have time for your answers and whatever happens to you is your fault." "Meli, gade, shevi, gano debu," she muttered and the ground began to quake, "Meli, gade, shevi, gano debu," soon enough the witches started choking, with blood oozing out from their mouths and nose. I was shocked, it was fucking brutal, but she gave them a chance right.

On the stroke of midnight when the witches were gathered around the lawn of the mansion in the coven, the candles were illuminated on each corner giving a bright look. All the witches and warlocks were gathered. There were only three wolves. Debrah, Vlora and Crystal stood together with Travolta. Weston stood along with all the witches and warlocks to make a circle around Pidge who was laying on the middle in a rug...her eyes closed. She was given the relaxing sleep herbal tea made by Leticia. They began the chanting and after a minute the wind blew harshly...the leaves ruffled beneath the dark sky. They could hear the whistle through the cool air. In the distance, they heard the crying of t

she finally said something that would create a breakthrough for us. “A witch has to be there to perform the ritual, especially one as powerful as giving werewolves those kinds of powers. So if you’re looking for anyone, look for packs that have witches living among the members,” she said. I turned to Darius as if silently asking him to think of all the packs with witches living among the pack members, and his eyes lit up. “There are only two packs I know that have witches living among them. Silversnow pack and Moonblood pack,” he said.

Gunnar, Bianca, the guards, and the warriors all shifted into their wolves and ran into the crowd of witches. Helios, Hermes, Nyx, Eris, and Sabnac ran with the wolves and used their magic on the witches. Some of the witches froze when they realized they were fighting gods and goddesses. They knew their magic wouldn't be able to defeat them.

Not because she was queen but admire the power she had over his King to make him step into the land of Goddess and summon dozens of witches just to see her again, his word, not hers. Wolves do not associate themselves with witches and Witches for they are knows as the creatures of the dark, follower of the dark prince and all that is bad so for him to go to that extent is a slap on everyone’s face. Even talking with them was a taboo so to create a deal with them was too much.