Bewitched Branch Novels & Stories

Brian would hold out for a while. First, the witch could make a mistake— especially if she didn’t know whom she held. Second, he was afraid that this time no one would be able to kill him. It had been Samuel who brought him out of it before . . . and Samuel wasn’t as certain of himself as he used to be. The control the witch asserted over him had to be won by blood and flesh, and the only flesh and blood bonding he’d done was to his own pack. She must have used Asil to insert herself into his pack—but how? While she looked him over, he searched his link to Asil for something that touched a witch. He paid very little attention to the witch as she talked at him. With the dexterity of a very lo

ALDRIAN WINDSOR’S POV – The air was thick. Not with mist, not with fog, but with pure, suffocating evil. We had reached the center of the cursed grove after days of blood, sweat, and arguments that made me regret not marrying a tree instead of Lana. The clearing pulsed with unnatural life — vines moved like snakes, eyes blinked in bark, and the sky above seemed to rot. In the middle stood Florence, the High Witch of the Coven of Witherthorn, draped in obsidian robes that shimmered with veins of red.

Willow immediately bowed her head after finally regaining her composure when the reality of the situation cleared up. "Goddess Hecate, it's such an honor." Willow's heart thundered in her chest. To meet the Goddess of Witchcraft was a very rare occurrence amongst the Witches, and she only showed herself to those with exceptional power. Hecate's eyes twinkled with amusement as she turned her back to her and began walking through the mist. Willow raised her foot to follow when she felt something cold and smooth slither past her. Glancing down into the mist, a serpent with scales that were like oil on water had brushed alongside of her, but paid her no mind. She sucked in a breath until the ser

They were all gathered around the tree, my parents included, when my mom saw her she sobbed, Dawson passed her to me, he is not an Elemental so he can not go to the tree, I take her and wade through the waters surrounding the tree and lay her at the base of the tree. I went back and held hands with the others and we chant together to get the trees blessing, the flowers on the tree begins to glow red and orange colors, they burn and shine so bright, my eyes widen when the tree does something it’s never done before, it’s branches reach down with vines and pick her up, her head bobs back as she’s raised and perched on a branch then cocooned inside the vines, the tree gives breezes as though it’

Branches whipped against their faces, roots almost made them trip, and distant voices of the witches whispered, cackled and tracked their scent. “Where to?” A Voice said cackling,their heads snapped back at once, the witch was floating above them some distance away from them ,Elena began to sob loudly.

I gave him a seductive smile, “Oh I am. I just know that I want to get these done while the weather is nice enough to do it and we have someone to take the pictures.” We walked downstairs, and Beagan was waiting for us. So was our security detail. I was so happy that everyone is on the same page. We all walked out of the house and into the woods. As we talk and just have fun, I start looking around and find a beautiful Weeping Willow tree that was absolutely huge! The branches and its bright green foliage hung almost to the ground. I felt like under that foliage would be a perfect background to set off Elliot’s eyes. I started to walk toward it when David, one of the werebears with us stoppe

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

Brian’s team didn’t take long to track down where Veronica left the Jeep, and this time it wasn’t an illusion. He got a scent almost instantly and followed it through the wooded area. She must have stumbled several times. Now he realized from here on out he wouldn’t need her scent to follow her. She was following the golem and Chris’ team. The pathway was now well trodden and easy for Brian to find. It wasn’t pleasant chasing after her. The mud was messy, and they needed to move slower for the witches to keep up with them because human forms just didn’t move well through rough, muddy terrain.

Maria said with a smile "Yes my lady he is" the witch said then a shapeshifting animal came flying towards her, it came in as a crow then shifted into a cat when he reached her then it lay on her hand "We will be attacking the prince from below... don't forget to enchant your blood with poison so that if the vampire bites you she will be infected" Maria said Maria snapped her fingers and a broom appeared out of no where... she started flying out of the hall and the other witches followed Rinaric (the village of vampires)

“By asking you, of course, so how do you intend on getting this off? You are serious, aren't you?” She seemed hesitant but told me anyway. She said there was a spell her mother told her was capable of breaking and unbinding anything. This spell, which she sloppily gave me the name, could break the bond bracelet but it needed about sixty witches to work together. Of course, she claimed that she knew who and who to call. I had heard all I needed to hear. If there was a spell that could do the job, I would find it myself. “You know what? I'm fine with the bracelet on my wrist,” I said, standing on my feet. “It has been with me my whole life, I don't want to say goodbye.”