Zodiac Witch Novels & Stories

A new determination settles in my chest and I shut off the water and get out to dry off and get ready to go to my office and make some calls. (Beth POV) I have been sitting on this log just inside the forest watching as the Goddess goes from wolf to wolf attempting to install wisdom and encouragement. WItches are different. We weren't born from the Moon Goddess and we don’t worship her. We worship the elements Earth, Wind, Fire and Water. Witches can align themselves with whomever they please, some with packs and with any other species including humans. Most witches practice black or white magic, I prefer grey. I believe that even black magic can be used for good though I am careful with wha

There is a story of people born with red hair as a sign of a witch. A witch was born from a demon in the shape of human beings with magic powers. Having red hair signifies chaos among humans and those who can control monsters. I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy.

“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

she says softly, “the Primarch Arcana isn’t like other witches.” Billy’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t interrupt this time. Eleanor folds her hands in her lap, settling into explanation mode. “Witches… are not like werewolves. In your kind, a wolf is born into a class—Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, or Omega. These are fixed. They don’t change. A Delta will never be a Gamma, no matter how skilled or determined. A Beta cannot become an Alpha. It’s all determined by the nature of their wolf. Their strength is tied to their very DNA.”

being an Earth witch is the best thing that happened to me. An Earth Witch is a powerful gift that was given to very few witches. The power to draw magic from nature without any wand makes us stronger than anyone. I knew I was different from childhood as my powers were stronger even when circulated through the wand. But I have never thought that I would become an Earth Witch before meeting Genia. She is the one who guided me through these powers.

Xavier We race through the woods with Zeus behind us. We’re ten minutes away from Rivk territory. We need to get there. I know her mother released that witch, but now that means that even if she deals with them, we will have an angry two-hundred-plus-year-old witch to suppress. “Run faster!” I shout. “I’m moving as fast as I can.” She says. We growl as we continue our sprint. I sniff the air, suddenly picking up the scent of another wolf.

I spun just as a hooded figure stepped out from behind a tree, raising a hand glowing with dark purple light. A witch. No—a bound witch, marked with the Crimson Fang symbol burned into their wrist. They were using magic now. My wolf snarled, hackles rising. The witch thrust their hand toward me, unleashing a blast of energy. I dodged, barely, the force cracking the earth beside me. I shifted back to human in a single leap, landing barefoot on the cold ground. “You dare bring magic into my territory?” I spat. The witch smiled faintly. “Alpha Selene. You’re exactly as frightening as the rumors say.”

he starts and I remember how the first time I met Zacchary he had called me by that name. "Zelda is her name." I can tell that this is a difficult topic for him by the way his voice wavers as he says her name. "She comes from the bloodline of the original witches from the Coven of Lartsa. They were the most powerful witches in history, but the most powerful of them all was Zelda" I listen carefully and my eyes trail down to Zacs’ clenched fists. "She was so powerful and undefeated and yet she was crazy." Zac finally turns to me and there is a fire in his eyes as he speaks.

she finished her introduction while pointing me to a spot on the yoga mat she was seated on. I was floored at how she didn’t look as old as she was, but I had no doubt that there was a magical explanation for her appearance. Sage didn’t even need to introduce herself, she was the most sought after witch on the continent, and everyone knew that she’d never failed a client of hers in her two hundred years of service to humanity. However, her name was forbidden in werewolf circles because she was a known practitioner of blood and black magic, the kinds of magic that our elders frowned against.

I'll try a spell to help rescuers bring the miners to safety. As for everything else, it's out of my hands. One thing I can't do as a witch is disrupt nature's way of doing things. Sadly these things must happen or it will disrupt the universe and the results will be distasterous. As I read on, the more I felt sorry for the earth. So many bad things have happened to the planet over the past 7 years that it’s hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I turned my attention towards the horror scopes and began to look for the zodiac sign that corresponds to my birthday. I laughed out loud because it said to keep my heart open, because true love was right around the corner. My laugh was a t