Witches Zodiac Novels & Stories

Patrick explained. "How do you know all this stuff?" I asked. "We have a library with books about all the supernatural beings. All packs do. As do all covens. Plus, I told you. I used to know a witch" Colton explained. "But you said that your birthday is in December, right?" He went on to ask and I nodded. "A witches affinity usually correlates with their zodiac sign. You're a Sagittarius?" He asked and I nodded again. "So you should have an affinity for fire not earth." he finished.

“Jack—” “Go!” I screamed as the witch let out a low, guttural chuckle. “Did you think the axe would kill me, dear?” she sneered, her voice thick with amusement. My heart pounded against my ribcage as she pulled me closer, her rotten breath making my stomach churn. She leaned in, her lips mere inches from my ear. “Suzan is dead,” she whispered, her voice like ice slithering into my veins. “You should have run while you still had the chance. And now… I’m going to eat you.”

Azriel purred. Felix burst out laughing, then snarled, "It seems you're allies with those witches." Inside the chamber lit by glowing tiny scattering wall-crystals, all the wolves faced each other with the witches. Azriel couldn't stop grinning with satisfaction as he managed to lock us up in this place. Tension was thick in the air. "You misunderstand, Alpha. From the beginning, the Quartz and the Ravens were one." Azriel raised one finger, swinging it forward. The look in his eyes was sly. "Go!"

She ordered. Mother gave me a reassuring look, I followed her into the center of the hall, “Lucinda, representing fire, Serene, representing air, Carla representing Earth and Marth representing water.” She introduced four witches who stepped forward. Unlike what I expected, they all looked normal, except they were dressed in colors signifying their elements. “They will release their elements and will surround you. I want you to grab the one that calls out to you the most.” She replied. “That's it?” I asked, just to be sure.

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.

But it would appear that we couldn't run from them for long. Cordelia had always claimed that she conceived Seraphina through dark magic so we could have a fourth. Four witches would be enough to start our own coven. With our own coven, it would stop the other covens from visiting us and trying to gain our allegiance. Cordelia had everything planned out. Celeste, being the oldest, was the witch of spirit and air. Cordelia was the witch of water, and I, the witch of earth. Seraphina was meant to be the fire witch of our coven.

They turned the page, and the next title stood out clearly in bold gold lettering: White Witches Rhea leaned in as she read the text aloud: 'The White witches, blessed with divine light and ancient purity, were known to be the most powerful and revered of mystical beings. Their magic stemmed from nature, balance, and the will of the gods. They were healers, protectors, seers, and guides harboring no desire for domination, only harmony.' 'The most celebrated among them was Queen Madora of Sylvaria… Rhea’s voice trailed off. Her eyes lingered on the name. 'Queen Madora… Sylvaria…'

"Don't you see it? They lied to Trish! They let her think the plan was to be executed on the Blood Moon day because they knew she was helping us! All this while they were working with the witches but she didn't know about it." "Neither did the vampires," Nate added, sighing in defeat. Eira looked around. The witches for a reason stood out among the whole lot. They looked… different. She couldn't tell how but it was certain. And she counted them. Thirteen. They all looked normal however, none with horns on their head and veined faces or flowered faces. "We can't get out of here. The only way is through that door. And the witches… I have no idea, Josh but somehow no spell affects them," Eira s

Hecate laughed in turn, her green eyes glowing mysteriously after the disappearance of their third ally. "Magnus is a son of the Wind Tribe through his mother. I will help you, O Selene, for in his blood flows the ancient magic of the first people." Selene nodded gratefully, glad to have the support of the Goddess of the new moon. "Thus, wolves and witches will be united to protect her in the next cycle of rebirths." "Wolves and witches are mortals, no matter what anyone says," said a voice from above. The two goddesses looked up to the sky and saw a titanic form descending from the vault of heaven, wrapped in black gauze.

After he teaches me how to build a fire, I tell him about what happened, leaving out some of the details like the amulet, but the kid was smart and figured out that's what it was, he’d heard many tales about it from the elders in his village. He told me if he ever had an amulet with that kind of power, he would take it to a Wizard, because trinkets like that are very dangerous in the wrong hands. Pixies are meant to start living on their own at the age of ten, because they are so used to living in forests and living off nature that provides for them. He told me about the Pixies, how as they grew older they could grow their wings, but only some of them, and no one really knew why but bravery