Welcome witches! 🔮 ✨ This is basically an online book of shadows. It has a lot of stuff for witches. Like ideas for supplies, ingredients, elements represented, tips, book of shadows ideas, etc. I have another witchcraft story for beginner witches for when your first starting out. Check that out. Any pictures I put I found online. I'll try to update this daily/weekly. Originally called my book of shadows.

[THIS IS THE ORIGINAL: I've started the revised book so look for that instead cause it's going to be better! :)] [reader is hufflepuff but imagine whatever house cause it honestly doesn't matter.| You, the reader, are sent on an important mission. A mission that affects the lives of thousands. Headmistress McGonagall and the Hero from before your time Mr. Potter send you on a mission to the year 1938. Starting over on your wizard years to stop 'he who should not be named'. Preview: You walked around the school campus looking at the place you called home. The benches, walls, and the paintings around the hall that were done by you. The corner hangout, the garden you found yourself crying at several times. The library held many memories of you getting yelled at or the tables you fell asleep at. During your walk, Tom had held your hand. As you would point to places that you both shared memories at he would just look at you and admire the way your beautiful eyes would sparkle. You both skipped around, well you skipped around. You said goodbyes to the teachers, nurses, and the Headmaster. [Pictures in this fanfic are not mine. If I add something of mine I will let Y'ALL know.]

[Highest Rank; #3 in Humor 3/27/17] --- I was unable to keep myself from blushing. "I'm not his girlfriend." "Yet." Ryder and Benjamin said simultaneously. "Oh, so the conceitedness runs in the family?" I asked with a roll of my eyes. "I'm afraid so. Now, tell me more about yourself." "Well, I like playing soccer a lot. And if I were to choose between my books and human beings, then I choose books. Also, I think your brother is annoying and has too big of an ego. But wanna know something?" He nodded. I stopped the car at the traffic light and turned back to him. Leaning into his ear, I whispered loud enough for Ryder to hear, "I think I like him." --- The art of breaking hearts is an inscrutable, prepossessing, abstract art. Never ever will you go through with breaking someone's heart without having your own broken. And it would be very eccentric if one did not go through the process of having their own heart shattered into millions of pieces when trying to do the same to another. Unfortunately, I learned that the hard way. --- [extended description inside] Copyright ©2016 sadreadingchick All rights reserved.

Keegan is a boy who loves affection. He's usually quite peppy and excitable, but everything in life has turned against him. He ends up locking away his emotions and making himself distant from the world, trying to avoid further suffering. He's left a shell of his former self, struggling to get through life. He decides to take time away from his abusive life by going on a week long school trip to collect his thoughts. He is placed in situations he couldn't have imagined. Theo is a laid back jock. He can come off as aggressive and bossy, usually around his friends, though he has a heart and can be quite kind. His life is hectic and full of annoying people. His parents are inconsiderate, his friends are clingy and loud, and the rest of the school sucks up to him, which he doesn't received well. He just wants to be left alone. After deceiving his clingy friends he snuck away on the school trip, hoping he could finally get some peace and quiet. This trip would hold some surprises for him, and maybe even change his life. What future will await these two? Are they destined for greatness, or despair?

It was normal for Ty to bring his friends over but when he brings Sawyer to stay for a couple weeks, Hazel falls hard but didn't know he was falling too. "Why are you staring at me" I asked him and couldn't shake the goody smile on my face. "I want you" he said with no expression and I never been more caught off guard. Will it go well or end with a mess? I'll give you a hint... read