Witches Poems Spells Novels & Stories

*(Terjemah : Translation: I can fly to the sky Will never stay Until I passed out from exhaustion Whatever the reason Whatever the reason I need courage now (Gaho - Start)) He did not realize that what he sings now, will come true in the future. In the hidden world. "Sir! Sir! Sir!" "What is wrong?" the voice seemed lazy with a million charms. "Blue cube witch," "Blue cube witch why?" now the person's voice was getting impatient. "The light from the blue cube emits light," Dubak! "What!" now the leader was getting tense, even the handle of the throne crumbled to powder. The fortune teller was suddenly shocked and scared, afraid that his head would fly. "Which cube witch is glowing again!"

Her mind was clouded with dark whispers as she felt invisible hands ripping through her soul. ------ "Take this couple that I see Let the love be gone, Knots of discord, knots of hate Soon to part is their fate With this spell, I know I've won I curse their love to come undone!" The witch chanted and the knots she tied around the pentagram caught fire. Gretchen’s voice rose over the noises of the dark shadows that whirled around the cave. Audriana almost felt bad for Lucian writhed on the ground in pain.

"I'm about to recite the protective spell, are you ready?" The couple nodded and she smiled, placing a hand each over their heads. "I cast this spell into the night to bind thine enemies and limit their fights. By earth, by wind, by water, by fire, i wish to stop their evil desires. The evil words and actions they spread shall only cause them to fell great dread. To lead all fights against their deeds as you will. So mote it be." After they were done, the old witch packed up her things and they all went back to the pack house passing by some guards on patrol.

’ she asks me curiously. ‘No, but maybe one day we might? Who knows what our future has in store for us,’ I smile, open the book of spells, and read over a few. Revito Sprouto means to grow. Dimulous, a spell to darken the light. Illumini, to create a bright light, Interesting. I flip through more pages to read more spells and chants. The back of the book has potion recipes. Suddenly, Kayla startles me as she stands very close, staring intently at my hair. She’s a bit odd, how she was reading my hand like a book and now staring at my white hair in thought.

Instead of siphoning another supernatural creature’s power to fuel my spell I called upon some dark magic for aid. “Darkness within I harness thee, a metal too strong and stern that even dragon’s breath can’t melt. Face the fire and fire through the throat of my enemy…onslaught and attack!” The witches’ tear spell soon got overshadowed by Freya’s spell as the rain soon turned into snow and froze.

Janice can detect a spell a mile away. The snakes slither up and their metal fangs pierce me. Searing burning pain flows through me and renders me paralysed. "Not enchanted but a potent poison should do the trick, witches are more than just chanting neussances. That my dear Rose is a deadly cocktail. A poison to bring a wolf down and a poison to bring a vamp down."

I screamed like a banshee, unleashing whatever monster was inside me. My storm finally came, engulfing my enemies and sending them flying backward. “Sedate her! Then grab her!” someone shouted. A barrage of spells and darts hurtled toward me in a deadly rush, but I summoned a gust of wind, sweeping them aside like dust. A few spells managed to crash into me, only to fizzle and dissolve as if they were nothing but whispers against my skin. I knew I couldn’t afford to get careless with the darts, though; my body had a history of disastrous reactions to any form of toxin, and I wasn’t keen on seeing how these concoctions might twist through my veins. The spells, though? They were nothing compar

Toloefretus sighs, leaving the podium for me. I clasp my palms "Feki sa mon tua elon kizo!" A wand appears in my hands. "Tsk. Too easy! and she still had to recite the spell." Someone hollers from the back. The class erupts in series of laughter, making Glinda to cower her head in embarrassment. Eros shifts uncomfortably as Ketura minions' giggle excitedly. "You can do it Hermione, you can do it." I tell myself, inhaling before pointing my wand towards the dried flower.

I had no other choice, I had hoped that it wouldn’t come to this. The wolves couldn’t enter the circle and they were hurting themselves trying to get in. I focused all my strength, all my power into one final spell. “Brenna bikkja.” I screamed with everything in me as the blue flames erupted from my hands and enveloped me with such a fury that Sabine started burning both on the inside and the outside. She screamed with such ferocity that the two other witches stepped out of the circle as they tried to get away from the flames.

I began, my voice hoarse yet steady, "your spell turned the tide. Tell us how you broke through their defenses." Her eyes, usually so bright with ancient knowledge, were clouded with fatigue. She leaned forward, the firelight dancing in her gaze. "It was not one spell, but many, woven together with the threads of sacrifice and will," she said. Her fingers traced invisible patterns in the air, remnants of the enchantments she had cast. "In the end, it was the strength of our unity that shattered their ranks. We stood together, werewolf and witch, bound by a common cause."