Bewitched Cartoon Novels & Stories

"Honestly, I didn't listen to it. that's why I don't remember. Sorry to disappoint you." BRUXA= a crossbreed between vampire and witch with superzonic ability. takes on the appearance of a dark-haired young woman, but whose natural form is that of a giant black bat with sharp fangs and claws. (incorporate tiktik feature) When half transformed, Her shrieks is powerful and has full set of razor-like teeth the extend far back to her ears. She can also twist and turn all the joints in her body so she could easilyn rotate even her head 360 degrees

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

I pouted like a baby. He smiled brightly and brushed his fingers under my chin. "It won’t happen again. I’m sorry for ignoring you. If I hadn’t, those spaghetti sticks who call themselves witches wouldn’t have bullied you." It was funny how he called them spaghetti—they really did look like that. They were all so tiny. Callista, in particular, was even thinner than the rest. I wanted to know what my three handsome monsters might've done to the witches, but I decided to save it for later.

he really liked her. A sudden high pitched scream erupted and Dmitri's attention snapped towards the bathroom doors which were blown off their hinges by a magical gust of wind and out came a terrified Felicity, clutching her stomach for dear life. Following her was a young witch, short black bob cut, wearing a green cocktail dress and green stilettos. "My Coven Master wants you and she will have you!" The witch began mumbling as she raised her hand, conjuring a spell of some sort. Suddenly feeling a desperate need to protect her, Dmitri shifted into his wolf - a huge, midnight black wolf. Dmitri jumped in between the witch and his Felicity, snarling at the witch. She was somewhat taken aback

Distorted voices echoed around us. “Harvey…” I shouted, seeing him approaching me. “Transform!” he roared, transforming quickly. Sinister laughter echoed toward us, and I felt hands pulling at my fur while they laughed. I shrank back, hiding behind the Alpha, overwhelmed by overwhelming fear. The silhouette of the witch emerged in front of us, her sharp teeth and eyes immersed in darkness. “What do you want?” I cried, my voice trembling. “Ah, if it isn't my favorite cursed couple,” the witch smiled sarcastically. “I came to congratulate you on your union.”

“Have I not caught you yet, daughter of Beelzebub?” Cent answered his arrogant comeback with a snort. “Let us see about that then.” On cue, a surge of black and red slaughter butterflies flew from the swamp waters the moment the hundreds of deadly feathers raced to Maleficent. The butterflies intercepted the first half of the feathers—devouring them in one go. The second half of the flock of feathers was able to avoid the onslaught of slaughter butterflies when they were able to swerve from the ascending attack of the butterflies.

"It's getting late, Mang Kardeng might have come here." "Kuya Gelo! Kuya Gelo! Don't forget to look for the mermaid, huh?" The twins squealed and hugged their big brother. "Because Teacher Sara said mermaids are beautiful." "Oh! Don’t believe to your teacher. It's not true that there are half human and half fish. I've been around the entire ocean and I've never seen anything like that. That’s only in the fairytale," Kuya Gelo said to the twins and looked at her. "Are my things in order?"

After turning off the light, I lay down with my back to the werewolf burrito. I clutched my communication crystal, anxiously tapping the seller's icon. This was a matter of life and death. Me: Urgent! I think my werewolf is about to explode. He's hot as a furnace, he seems delirious, and he keeps growling. Did I do something wrong? [Seller: Dear witch, if you have any questions regarding the care of your werewolf, please consult the Werewolf Domestication Guide included with your order.]

I squeezed my eyes as memories flooded my head. "I even heard witches have some magic that can make chores perform the activities themselves," "Show us your powers if you are truly a witch," I could still hear their taunts and bullies ringing in my ears. Like it was that easy. "What do you want to see? She has no powers obviously," Another bully mocked while the rest of his lot laughed hysterically at the boring joke, "What do you want her to summon? A tsunami?" "Wait, wait, maybe she wants to summon a dragon spitting balls of fire," Another round of laughter erupted, moving me miles away from my patience.

I tried to touch it again but it was flying too fast. “Nen, is it a good idea to touch an unidentified flying object?” Ethan started, drawing me back to him with my elbow. “It’s not an object,” I said, rolling my eyes. Ethan gave me a look. “It’s not!” I continued. “Can’t you see, it has life? It’s…alive.” I said, reaching out to touch the moth-like creature. It came to me this time, settling on the tip of my index finger. It left almost immediately, flying straight to the exit of the garage. Then, it clicked. It wanted to come with! Finally, my witch powers were going to have some importance. I stood up and took Ethan’s hand in mine.