In the heat of the Salem Witch Trials, the small town of Candle Cove is disturbed when a new girl arrives, having fits of pure hysteria and vomiting blood. The town blames witches, but could it be that the witches are protecting the town from the real evil?

Sheryl, a descendant of the Salem witches, finds herself transported back to 1692 during the Salem witch trials after accidentally releasing the spirit Samhain in a library archive. Accused of being a witch, Sheryl is imprisoned and nearly burned at the stake. With help from a young girl named Sarah, Sheryl escapes into the woods...

❝One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her.❞ [apocalypse]

Everyone believes that Jasmines scars are from a fire that killed her whole family. No one can know that truth. That came from evil witches who burnt her almost to the point of death and the real reason Jasmines is family truly gone. What really happened 3 years ago? And Why did the witches kill her family leaving her alive? All theses questions and no answers, go on a adventure with jasmine and discover the unthinkable. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AT THE MOMENT (13/1/2020) I AM DOING A MASSIVE GRAMMER AND RE-WRITE. This is my first story, I'm only in high school and my grammar and spelling is not the best. Please if there's a mistake. Tell me so I can go back and fix. For those readers looking for a romance book. This is NOT for you. My main character Jasmine will not be having a love interest. She only needs love and support from friends. Enjoy and I hope you enjoy my story XOXO

Salem, 1692. Ada was burned alive. New Orleans, 1923. Ada murdered anyone related to her. New Orleans, 2016. Enter the schizophrenic who can talk to ghosts. Bandit Lee had always been a trouble maker. Anyone who knew her knew it. Fortunately for her she also was exceptionally weird which both got her in trouble and prevented her from dying. After watching a video from the ghost of Ada, Bandit is forced to do a number of trials before the Hell Hounds Ada sent after her kill her. Or before Ada kills Bandit herself. However, Ada has the upper hand and Bandit is armed only with her gang of freaks. If, by Bandit's twenty-second birthday, she doesn't succeed in completing the trials, Ada and her Hell Hounds will be allowed to kill her. Not even Death can protect Bandit from the most powerful witch of all times.

In every culture, in our world, there are tales, rumours, historical references and legends that hint at the use of magic. Throughout history there are many legends of those that have the power to perform feats that no one else can. Folklore tells us of those few special souls that perform feats that can only be explained as magical. In most of these fables there are tales of young men and/or women who find out that they have powers that they have little control or use of. Folktales tell us how they learn to control their powers. Legends also tell us of those few souls that have become teachers of magic. These dedicated individuals take our young people and train them in how to use these powers. Then there are those that have great powers that they use to dominate others. These are the villains of Legends. Monsters that want to inflect their will on all those weaker souls around them. This is such a story. Adica is a young girl that finds she has powers that she can not control. As she learns about her heritage, she finds that she is part of a family that has great powers that they wheel to their own benefit. The same family that just may have murdered her brother, sister, and mother. Read on and follow her travels as she grows into a magical user like no other.

She killed herself. Everyone asked why, but when I got my hands on my sister's diary, I understood exactly why. I stared at the girl in the mirror as I removed my nose ring. Gone was the black hair, replaced by golden blonde locks that made my sapphire blue eyes shine and my California sun-kissed skin glow. The Goth chic clothes had been put away and I wore a pink tank top and a pair of khaki colored Capri's. Stylish sandals completed the outfit. I wanted to barf. The snotty little would-be witches would pay for what they'd done. By the end of the week, they'd all be praying to whatever god they worshipped to hide them from the hell coming for them. May the Fates have mercy upon them, because they would pay the same price they'd demanded of her. Their lives.

It is a story set in 1687 and 1692 about three sisters who took it upon themselves to get involved with witchcraft: the oldest sister, Elizabeth Stregacattivo, is known throughout the town as the most dangerous witch. You'll read this story about magic, romance, sisterhood, and murder. (There are a lot of words that I wrote that were used in this century so if a word seems to be written weirdly it's because of how they used to speak then) This is an original story I wrote in 2022. It took me 4 months and a lot of encouragement to finish this. I've had a lot of friends read this and a few teachers have all told me it's a good story. My ELA teacher last year was obsessed with this. The three main characters are based on me and my two younger twin sisters, a bit of the Sanderson sisters from Hocus Pocus, and a little bit of Wednesday Addams at the end only because by the time I finished writing this I became supper into Wednesday (I still am)