Witchy Altar Novels & Stories

I can’t shake the feeling that more than just our immediate concerns are at play here. “Alright, let’s start the procedure,” Elysia commands, her tone leaving no room for delay. The other two witches move closer, their focus sharp. Bertha places an onyx crystal in the center of the room, its dark surface gleaming with latent power. They join hands, forming a circle, and their faces are set with determination.

Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room. The crowd gasps and applaud, their eyes fixed on the mesmerizing spectacle. Katrina and Samantha come to stand beside Sarah to watch the display. Jason seems to be enjoying the display with her but Sarah knows it's just a ruse. She can see Lukas lurking around and scanning the audience intently. At the climax of the performance, a witch steps forward with a globe in her hands. Katrina nudges Sarah and when she looks at her, she nods towards the lady bringing the globe.

I demanded angrily and pushed him away from me, my eyes had turned fiery and my hair and started to glow. "No." He shouted and caught my wrist before I could chant a spell. The sparks distracted me and I could not complete the spell. "I just wanted to see her." I crashed on his chest and my tears soaked his shirt. "I know, I also wanted to." He said and hugged me tighter. "Alpha, there's been a perimeter breach." A guard barged in and announced hurriedly. "Get the men immediately," Declan ordered with a loud growl. "S-sir, t-there's a Witch." He said shakily and I stood up immediately.

I said, my voice doubled, grey mark flaring so bright the floodlights flickered. Kovac laughed. "Or what? You'll judge me? Little girl, I built the system Viktor used. Altar 2 is not like Altar 1. Altar 1 was for breaking Greys. Altar 2 is for making them. You see, Viktor wanted to keep you alive. I want to cut you open and see why you lived when the others didn't." He pressed a button. The altar under the girl lit up. Grey light shot into her, and she screamed.

Deep beneath the sanctuary, they entered a chamber—circular, cold, and lined with symbols identical to those that had haunted Isabella’s dreams. “This is the Altar,” Mother Sera whispered. “Bound by blood and fire, hidden for centuries. When the Church fell into darkness, we buried it. But it was always meant to be found—by you.” Arthur looked around, tense. “What happens now?” Mother Sera turned to him. “Now, she reclaims what was taken.” That night, Isabella stood before the Altar alone. Flames erupted from its base, licking up into the chamber, but she did not flinch. The room trembled as the ancient anointing responded to her presence.

Kyra, Alcazar, Creed, Scott, Sylvia, and Steve are in the front row. Kaiser is leading the warriors, who are not too far behind. "It's time to get rid of these weak impostors. All of you, give your controls to your witches. Summon your witch abilities so that we can enter through that door. Don't hesitate to use spells against the witches. Sylvia and I will use a dabeed spell. It would confuse the witches for a moment when Alcazar, Scott, Creed, and Steve would kill them one by one," Kyra instructed them.

Thom and her father returned home when it was allready evening. Then the atmosphere changed. There was an almost trembling tension in the air. Everything was prepared for Maddies initiation into Wicca, associated with her eighteenth birthday. The day she officially became a witch. An altar was set up. A large wooden box stood in the center of a circle drawn with the great sword that always hung over the fireplace in the living room. A green, velvet altar cloth lay over the chest. Two altar candles were placed, one for the goddess in silver and one for the god in gold.

I opened the door to my office and made my way to the desk and sat down in my chair. I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a long breath while leaning back in my chair. ‘Alpha?’ one of the omegas that was in charge of watching Viviana’s parents mind linked me. ‘what is it Felix?’ ‘our guests are getting restless and are wondering when they could speak to you’ he responded back to me. ‘Tell them, I am still out and will be home shortly’. ‘Yes Alpha.’ I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. There has to be a way to come up with a peaceful solution. Alec scoffed ‘oh yeah because when have we known witches to be peaceful?’ he spat at me. I rolled my eyes to his comment but he wasn’

The caption wrote, "So thankful for Alvin and Theodore for taking care of this sick patient." It felt as if something had pierced my heart. With trembling fingers, I placed a call to Theodore. The call was rejected, so I called again, but it was only rejected once more. Finally, on the third try, a woman answered the call. "I'm sorry, Joy. Theodore and Alvin were too impulsive. How could they have left you alone at the altar?" It was Gwen who answered the call. I hadn't even gotten a chance to speak before Theodore started reassuring Gwen. "It's okay, Gwen. There's no need to apologize. No wedding is more important than your health."

“Will you be okay if you are here? Will it not be uncomfortable to you or to your wolf?” Biting back her smile, she soothed by tiptoeing and kissing his chin quickly. “No worries. I am not really a witch bloodline. I don’t know the background of the witch who gave me a blessing, but I think she did it to protect me… not harm me. And technically, I am still a witch, so this altar, no matter how strong it is, will not affect me.” “S-Stop!” She stood in front of her mate and glared at him fiercely. “This altar has an array. One wrong move and we’ll die. This entire stream is an entire array. Crossing the stream means disrupting the array, hence, that happens to them.”