Witchy Stuff Your Kindle Day Novels & Stories

I know that I shouldn’t believe in such nonsense but what if there is this one person that you are destined to be with, someone who will love you for who you really are? It's a beautiful day today and it's the 1st day of Witch school. My chat with Priestess Camille was 7 days ago and today, lecture begins. I'm a little bit scared of the whole process but every time I remember her advice, am embraced by calm. "People fear magic because of how powerful and risky it is but that just how life is, everything is risky" she told me and she's right. I know the risk involved but am ready for it. Demons, ghosts and other spiritual entities can not cause me substantial damage without my permission.

I whispered to my stomach softly. "Are you talking to me?" Nate asked, while her hands were busy beautifying my hair. Mum said I was lucky to get a really fine hair, cos hers was the complete opposite of mine. Today, my hair smelt so good, because of the hair product that was given to me by Nate yesterday. I have never seen something like that before. She used the stretch comb on my hair, to make it straight. My hair looked really long, as she wove it into a ponytail, tied it round, and added a beautiful hair clip.

Nikky whispered before taking her back to walk away. I rolled my eyes and decided to leave too. “One more thing, Harley," She called out, and I stopped walking again. “What is the matter, Nikky? It better be worth my time,” I groaned at her, and she just chuckled. "You don't spank little children, you kill them. By sprinkling Tafana in their drinks,” She said, and the bottle of champagne in my hand fell. “Don't think I'm not aware of you being a witch, too; everyone has a secret," I whispered to her, not wanting the guards to hear a single word.

She wanted something different, something unique and wondered what that would be. She walked back to the shelve and started searching until a huge book with black and gold edges caught her attention. She pulled out the book and it read "The Witches Spell book." She gasped and guiltily looked around the Library. She had never been able to cast spells and she had even lost whatever powers she ever had. She pondered and contemplated between reading and dropping the book but her curiosity got the better part of her and off she went with the book to one of the seats she had just cleaned.

Tasha watched us with her silver eyes sharp and her expression unreadable. "This is ridiculous," she said. "Sing," Raven said. "No." "Sing or we will not let you arrange the books." Tasha sighed and her voice was flat and dry. The wolf and moon together stood, Their fates were intertwined. And in the snow they made a vow To leave the past behind. Raven cheered and Benita clapped and I laughed and the sound was real. We arranged the rest of the room and the clothes were folded and the books were sorted and the floor was visible.

“My daughter is not home yet. She spends a lot of time at the library. She will be back late tonight. You can meet her tomorrow.” Jake just nodded. He wasn’t interested in some stepsister. He wanted food, a shower, and his laptop. After dinner, he went upstairs to his room. Everything looked the same. He locked the door, dropped his pants, and opened his laptop. SweetLily had uploaded a new video that morning. She was wearing a tiny white lingerie set with a cute lace mask over her eyes. She was on all fours, fucking herself with a thick dildo, moaning softly. “Oh yes… fuck me harder,” she whispered in that sweet voice.

Stacy and her grandmother Diana spent the whole day at the book store, the found books about witches, fairies, werewolves, spell books, and even books about some other creatures Stacy had never heard about. It was time to do some research to figure out maybe what she was or how on earth she got power. Where she'd start would be in these books, she'd come back for more books if she needed to. She knew her mom and grandmother didn't mind her reading. Maybe she was a superhero she chucked.

Bells on the wrists are filled with ringing. “Mmm, you drank Meta-axa,” she purrs and backs off, accepting the flowers and letting Hank see that they are not alone. Low lights shroud the studio apartment in a warm twilight, but he can clearly see two familiar dark figures. He, of course, is like a bone in their throat ... But Keith makes ropes from his men, and they are happy to curl, after all ...

Check it out, too, if you like to read about a witch, and the wizard next door, and a badboy Guardian Angel. That is all of now. Have a great day, darlings. Love, Beena.

I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her unconscious state. I take the book from her arms and open it. I skim through it, anger boiling in me as I read it’s entries. This is why Alpha Jake wanted the book. He wants that potion, meaning he is working with dark witches. I turn to the back of the book and find there are some pages stuck together. I carefully pull them apart and my eyes widen with surprise.