Bewitched Cast Novels & Stories

Zeta Wishrell it is. One by one they all sit down slowly and a bit confused but they do nothing to fight against the pull of my spell, I shoot the other witch a glance and smile when she lifts an irritated brow at me. This wasn't the first time our paths have crossed, for someone who hasn't been around wishes for a long time I easily sensed her and for a moment I'd thought it was one of my coven members who'd somehow been alive and come looking for me, unsurprisingly I was disappointed when I'd come face to face with a witch on Zander's side. I can't lie she's absolutely gorgeous, tall, tan with coffee black eyes that indicated her strength as a witch, very strong, very gorgeous. I look away

Pouting her lips, she said " my Lord, you are not following the script, the prince was supposed to carry his bride to the car." "..." Tony could feel Xavier's glare piecing through the back of his head. His boss had asked him to play along, but was he also supposed to carry her? Caught up in a dilemma, Tony could only play silently " madam, let's not play, please, let's go home." ' please don't do this to me, I'm still very young to die hmm.' " Wrong! " She said all of a sudden, making him blink rapidly in confusion. "What happened " he asked, surprised.

Witch! ***

She looked to be in her early thirties. Selena had never imagined a witch in a silky negligee. The witch in question seemed quite comfortable in her see through outfit even in the presence of two males. Her slanted green eyes glimmered in fascination as she fixed them on Selena. "Beatrice, where the hell did you find a fae? She whispered in awe. "Hello to you too Esmeralda." Beatrice murmured, a slightly amused expression on her face. "Oh, pardon my manners. Do come in please?

Damien asked warily. “Isn’t obvious?” the woman asked. “I am Melissa, the leader of the west coast witch coven,” she bowed dramatically. “A witch,” this time, everyone was shocked as they all took a protective stance while wondering what a witch could be doing there. “Wait, is that little night howler working with you? Is our prince really under a spell?” A nightwalker chief asked. “Aye, your prince is under a spell but not my spell,” Melissa said and everyone gasped. “And no, the little girl isn’t working with me. As a matter fact, she doesn’t even know she is being used.”

“Everyone! Focus. We have a mirror spell to cast. Tabitha is gone. We will find her, but she’s not here right now. Let’s focus on this now, and we’ll try Tabitha again after.” “Shit,” Aislen concentrated on being passive within the spell, letting Bianca control it. Bianca deftly managed to control all the witches and focus them on the mirror spell. As she recited the words of the poem, there was a shift of energy. “Who’s there?” Bianca’s voice was sharp with alarm. “Someone’s here who shouldn’t be, M! Someone malevolent. Someone…” She screamed suddenly as something sizzled through the connection, a hex, and Aislen’s eyes snapped open, echoing the scream as Bianca’s face distorted, the flesh

the witch’s voice was smooth, almost mocking. I tightened my grip on my weapon, stepping protectively in front of Abigail and Zion. “Let us go,” I demanded. The witch laughed, a cold, hollow sound. “Do you really think it will be that easy?” Bastian stepped forward, his eyes glowing with the fury of his tribrid nature. “You don’t want to test us,” he growled. The witch’s smile faded, and she raised her hand, casting a spell. A wave of dark energy surged towards us, but Bastian moved faster than I had ever seen. He deflected the attack with a swipe of his hand, the energy dissipating into the air.

I opened the door to my office and made my way to the desk and sat down in my chair. I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a long breath while leaning back in my chair. ‘Alpha?’ one of the omegas that was in charge of watching Viviana’s parents mind linked me. ‘what is it Felix?’ ‘our guests are getting restless and are wondering when they could speak to you’ he responded back to me. ‘Tell them, I am still out and will be home shortly’. ‘Yes Alpha.’ I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. There has to be a way to come up with a peaceful solution. Alec scoffed ‘oh yeah because when have we known witches to be peaceful?’ he spat at me. I rolled my eyes to his comment but he wasn’

she whispered, her thoughts consumed by the fate of her beloved niece, Elise. The witches' chanting grew louder, their voices weaving a spell of healing and protection around Sophie. The air was thick with magic, the scent of herbs and incense filling the room. Meanwhile, in the werewolf's den, Deuce's beta, Luca, arrived with Elise's unconscious form. Deuce eyes narrowed as he took in Elise's pale face. "Report," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Luca bowed his head. "The witches were too powerful, Alpha. We had to retreat."

Maybe I deserve the punishment. Just then, the witch appeared, as if she had been summoned just by my thinking of her. Her cackles filled the air when she saw my writhing body on the ground, my face scrunched up in intense pain. Rebecca Crosgrove. The witch who placed this soul aching chrse on me. “Well, well, if it isn’t the most powerful alpha lying in the dirt.” She grinned as if the situation amused her, her eyes glinting with wicked delight.