Witches Wheel Novels & Stories

I felt a new wave of power course through my body and I could feel all the vibrations of the sextuplet Alphas. “This is our birthday gift to you, Zara,” Aunt Aira said while smiling. “This wheel contains our spirit energies combined together to heal you instantly if you are ever attacked with Wolfsbane. The 18 spokes represent the number of times you can survive a Wolfsbane attack,” she added. “Plus 18 represents this virgin sucker’s waiting period too,” Dy laughed and Jax flicked his forehead making Dy glare at his brother and soon enough the two were fighting again with each other clubbed with embarrassing name calling.

Channelling spells weren't easy to come by, in fact my mother used to tell me that no living witch in other parts of the world could perform that. My mother had taught me time and time again that witchcraft mostly revolved around four elements. Water, fire, air and soil. Looking at the image, the candle represented fire, the tin of water was pretty direct. The pots of plant represented soil, from which they grew with the bird clearly standing in for air. What I didn't understand was the ring of fire, what did it represent? A slight headache was beginning to form, my mind overworking to try and break the hidden meaning. Where was the written spell to go along with the depiction?

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.

Whatever was about to go down now would set the future of the wolf people. Rue's skin crawled and her palms itched seeing the nasty smirk on Mericel's face. She clenched her jaw and fisted her hands. "You think mere wolves could lay even a scratch on my loveliness? You are fighting on the wrong side Rue." Mericel cackles loudly before snapping her fingers. About twenty or more dark witches teleported beside the dark witch Mericel, all on either side of her. Rue My eyes narrowed as I calculated every movement the dark witches made. They were conjuring something, I could tell. I turn to face Ares's beast. "Ready?" I mind-link when the earth begins to have a slight tremble.

Caroline 'The eight wheels of fate are beginning to turn.' Caroline sat in her office, peering into the staff's scrying ball, watching the events unfold outside the Academy. Magnus had once again, killed Catalina and the first wheel began to slowly move (Rage). Morgana found and claimed her dragon mates, joining them in their hunt for other dragons-that set the second wheel in motion(Passion). Isabella's pregnancy moved the third wheel(Love), Raeann, and Valenar the fourth (Purity).

Saying this, Merga left the woman's hand and went back to her bag, placing clothes in it. The other witches began to pack quickly with fear written on their faces. Each one of them held their children, ordering them to fill as well. Mother Elanor did the same, her bag in her hand. A few minutes later, the sound of running horses came closer to the house. Each witch glanced at each other with panic written on their faces.

He replied, “Our pack oracle told me and my dad that Dahlia was after me, so they sent me to live in the mountains in a shack the pack had there. I had been there plenty of times, so I knew how to survive. I was like you. They taught me how to survive without using magic and on my own. She found me. I tried to hide from her, but she grabbed me and beat the shit out of me. She broke my legs to keep me from running. I think they may be healed now.” “Well,” I sighed, “now that I know who you are, I will tell you a little more about myself. I am a witch, raised by Queen Winnie of the White Witch Coven.” Everyone gasped as I continued, “I know how lucky I was that it was her who found me. I alway

She fucking asked AJ to stay with her, what is she going to get out of the war between the witches and the wizard? Doesn't she want peace? I sunk my teeth into the maid's neck and fed from her, even though it didn't satisfy my insatiable taste like a human would, I just kept feeding till I could feel her pulse weakened. Such a fucking waste of sperm. I pushed her away, making her have a strong impact on the wall before she fell to the ground. Without even thinking about the pain, she scrambled off the floor and fled away. I needed to tell that wizard I wouldn't go along with the plan again, now I got to know from my Intel that they would soon start preparing for their mating ceremony and I w

Mar repeated the drawing over the first one with silvery sand and suddenly cried out: - Furfur! - Go away, Mar, then I myself. Melissa tossed her bag aside, her eyes fixed on a male figure with branching deer antlers and bat wings. Her hands rested on the pentagram, causing the gunpowder to flare up and turn the silvery dust into a viscous mass that completes the magic circle. “Help me, spirits of the dead witches of Cleves, are you here?” She tossed her head and rose into the air, spinning a fiery whirlwind under her. “Where else would you be if not in the Underworld.

This morning, we came to check on the living arrangements, and Mom thought it would be best to meet old friends and start spreading the news since I used to summon them from this same forest when I was younger, and I agreed. Some witches started coming from different parts of the country. Once the east wing of the witch colony was finished, Mom started calling them. Since then, two more buildings have been constructed. The final wing, where Mom and my aunts will occupy, is still under construction. Nate and Bastien planned everything: the ritual room on the penthouse, and the three sisters had their individual suites just below that. The library and stockroom will occupy two floors beneath t