Witches Zodiac Novels & Stories

One of the witches looked nothing older than nineteen or twenty, while the other was older, looking like she was in her forties. "Maiden, mother, and crone," River whispered to herself as she remembered an old story she'd read as a child. This trio's arrangement wasn't ordinary. It had a symbolic meaning. After they paused in front of the intimidating rogue wolves and the three witches, the older one spoke with a snarl. "Alpha River. So, the rumors are true? You're a part witch part werewolf hybrid." Her pointed nose scrunched up as a scowl appeared on her face.

I conveyed her message with a heavy heart and sat in a circle divided into four parts, Zayden had to sit in the middle of the star drawn with witchy salt. The four sections represented four elements: Earth, water, fire, and air. Witches were blessed with the power of one element, which decided their covens and expertise. But as a whisperer, I could harness all four elements simultaneously. So, I activated their spirits and stretched my hand towards Zayden, sitting by my side. “Give me your hand.” Mom handed me a long, red thread, I tied my wrist with Zayden and clasped our hands together. Then on a cue, Witch Ciara presented the silver dagger.

Water, fire, earth, air, and shadows are the main categories for witches. Within each category, there are subsets that follow the rules of that main branch element. Sometimes, witches are born with more than one element they can control, or they can use all subsets within one element. Even so, all witches auras are usually purple in color, and we smell of lavender, most times. Depending on the person, the aura color can be darker or lighter. The darker the aura, the stronger the person and vice versa. There are other species like Vampires whose auras are usually black or fairies whose auras are usually yellowish orange. Not everyone can see or distinguish anothers aura. I've been blessed wi

I stared at the deep but bright blue sky with huge stars beautifying the wide sky and the Crescent moon stood at the edge of the sky proudly. “Mommy will there be pretty witches in the seven hells realm too?” I shook my head at Draco's question. Just six years old and he was already thinking about pretty witches. “There are some females in the seven hells realm. Even the witches that live there no longer identity as witches. When a witch leaves Crescent moon to be with a lover then she's no longer a witch, according to the rules in Crescent moon.”

“So, witches don’t ride on broomsticks or pray to the devil?” Meredith burst out into laughter. “No. Nothing like that. I would love to buy an expensive broomstick to go with the theme, though.” She stopped laughing and composed herself. “We actually believe in gods, but not like the ones we see in Christianity of Judaism. You already know that the wolves pray to the Moon Goddess. We are the same. We have different gods we pray to. The Moon Goddess is among the strongest of them. Her powers make the waves rise and fall and the animals and earth to be soothed. The witch’s relationship with the world rests on love. We have been gifted by the gods to take care of this planet.” I nodded in vague

"Good… What is a witch, then?" "The witches are niché beings, amongst the humans, also known as the wives of Asmodeus — The divine beast of Luxuria. Divine beasts and goddesses can make contracts irrelevant to their capacity. But among all the fifteen divine beasts, only Asmodeus was given the right to contract with a large number of humans."

" Why not?" " We just aren't meant for each other". I looked at her confused because she had no idea how great a pair we are, but I didn't want to tell her that just yet. " Ethan I'm a witch". God damn it, that was the worst thing I was expecting to hear from her, it was well known throughout our history that werewolves and Witches do not match well. She must have seen my look of shock and confusion because she followed up on the revelation.

"So you're saying you're not human," Sarah asks the guys standing in front of her. No, we're not", they chorus. "_and you're not even just not humans, you're werewolves", she goes on. "What am I again?" "A witch", Jason says "The Witch Supreme", Lucas says at the same time. "So, my abilities are not because I'm cursed but because I'm a witch?" "You got that right", Jason says with a nod. "What did I miss?"

I mean, even if I were, I would probably reject him, or he would reject me. Witches and Wolves do not mix; we are convenient allies when we both share a common goal. We are not friends, and we certainly are not lovers. I am from a long line of witches here in Chelan; my family is what you call witch royalty. The family line dates to the 18th century. Xavier is next in line to be Alpha of the Tukwila Pack. The strongest pack in the state of Washington. He will need a strong queen to serve at his side, but I do not plan to be me.

“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.”