Hoodoo Stories

the youngest Moore finds herself entangled with a certain Irish vampire as she battles to survive till sunrise. OC x Bo Chow Oc x Remmick (main)

Amina Cissé, a sophisticated young woman from a powerful Senegalese family, leaves the ancient traditions of Dakar for the vibrant chaos of New Orleans. Seeking independence and a modern life, she soon discovers that the supernatural world she dismissed as folklore is terrifyingly real-and deeply intertwined with her own lineage. As unsettling occurrences escalate into direct confrontations with malevolent Djinn, Amina is forced to embrace a dormant power, her ancestral Baraka. Guided by a wise Hoodoo matriarch and navigating a city teeming with hidden magical factions, Amina must confront an ancient Marid Djinn threatening to tear the veil between worlds. With her new home and loved ones at stake, Amina must reconcile her modern ambitions with her ancient heritage to become the guardian New Orleans desperately needs. Can she master her burgeoning abilities and protect a world she never knew existed, or will the city fall to the Djinn's echoing darkness?

Hoo-Doo day is about the evil of Voo-Doo, a horror story created by Austin Chason

Fanfiction written by me about Doctor Facilier from The princess and the frog. In this story, inspired by some details found about him on internet, I have created a possible past of him, since his origins are never mentioned. There is nothing confirmed in what I wrote, I invented his story. I also add that Facilier in the first chapters has another name, since Facilier is his stage name. Good reading!

In The Weight Of Something Hollow, Elias Marrow's haunted by a dark, eerie force from his Clarksdale days that saves him but takes a piece every time. When a bloody robbery in rundown Ashwick fuels talk of a curse, his world starts to collapse-marriage on the rocks, town turning on him. This Southern Gothic chiller pulls you into Elias's fight with the shadow inside, a gripping mix of heartbreak and spooky suspense that'll stick with you.

"Confess to me your sins."

16 year old Autumn is being raised in a strict Christian household but what happens when she randomly meets a hoodoo specialist & her whole perspective changes? You will not be disappointed with this read!

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Heey, I brought this diary-like book to you based on the novels, the series and the anime, I wrote everything I could down and it took me a LOT of research, but I'm always up for recommendations on how to make it complete. Here you'll find: - Creatures; - Hoodoo Items; - Herbs; - More; If you remember anything that should be here, don't forget to comment and I'll add it as soon as I can 🖤

Happy New Year Everyone, Ladies, it is all true.. I just got my husband back through the help of genuine love spell caster Dr. Alaska. My husband left me for another woman, This was just 3 years of our marriage. The most painful thing is that I was pregnant with our second baby. I wanted him back. I did everything within my reach to bring him back but all was in vain, I wanted him back so badly because of the love I had for him, I begged him with everything, I made promises but he refused. I explained my problem to my friend and she suggested that I should rather contact a spell caster that could help me cast a spell to bring him back , I had no choice than to try it. I messaged the spell caster called dr unity, and he assured me there was no problem and that everything will be okay before 48 hours. He cast the spell and surprisingly 48 hours later my husband called me. I was so surprised, I answered the call and all he said was that he was so sorry for everything that had happened He wanted me to return to him. He also said he loved me so much. I was so happy and went to him that was how we started living together happily again.

When fifteen-year-old Zora Johnson begins hearing voices no one else can, her life in Savannah, Georgia, is turned upside down. Whispers of ancestors, flashes of forgotten magic - and warnings of danger on the wind. Then a stranger arrives, offering her sanctuary at the Kinfolk House - a hidden refuge for gifted Black children deep in the Southern woods. Here, under the watchful gaze of a secret society, Zora meets others like her: peculiar, powerful, unseen by the outside world. But an ancient enemy is rising. As the House comes under attack, Zora and her newfound kin must awaken their ancestral gifts, confront buried histories, and fight for a future their people were never meant to have. A Southern Gothic fantasy of kinfolk magic, Black resilience, and the power of chosen family. Book One of the Kinfolk of the Gilded Porch series.

Welcome to New Orleans and the first book of my "Sinners" series! The Grey family will be your tour guides as they introduce their world to Dyson Grey's best friend, Raven Roisin, as well as the family itself. She immerses herself in the family's mysterious past to divert herself from her growing attraction to Dyson's brother Asher and Dyson's desire to turn their relationship from 'friends only' to romantic. Please read the Prologue to decide if you would like to continue this journey with me. I welcome your comments and critiques. Also, know that I am not exactly sure how this ride is going end; I guess we will find out together.

This is what happens when the daughter of the notorious and most famous underground hunters family, finds out she's what they hunt most. A witch herself. Not only that but she needs to find a way to stop what her family is doing. From the dissecting to the torture and even the "playing with food" as they say. This is coming from multiple perspective of how she got her powers and why it's so important, out of all the 5 kids why her?

As Marilyn and her friends face their biggest challenge yet when an unfathomable dark force threatens the people of Auradon she also have to face the truth about herself. Cover By MLTonks

step into my world

There were rules in Hexvalle. Unspoken ones. Ancient ones. The kind whispered by wind through moss-draped oaks and carved into the bones of the land itself. Most folks forgot them until something remembered them first. It started again on a Tuesday. The moon bled red, like an old wound reopening in the sky. Birds fell silent. The Okeli family garden was lush and overgrown but it burst into bloom far too early, every flower opening at once like mouths gasping for breath. And in the cemetery at the edge of town, Uche Okeli's tomb cracked open from the inside. No one heard the sound except Ms. Curtis, humming low in her garden, whispering to basil and bloodroot like they were kin. "They coming back," she murmured, eyes fogged but not blind. "Not ghosts, not ghouls. Somethin' older." She placed her palms into the dirt and felt it tremble. The wards were thinning. The veil was pulling taut. And this time, the dead weren't coming alone.