Bewitched Episode Season 1 Episode 1 Novels & Stories

“And yet you dug up dead bodies and created a sex spell to bind me and the Alphas.” Dominic stiffened in shock beside me. “You were behind that?” he growled and jumped to his feet. “You dug up the corpses of my brothers!” “Stop!” I yelled with the remaining ounce of strength and grabbed Dominic in panic. “Not here! Please.” “What is all this noise?” Beatrice walked in hastily and looked around. Her inquisitive gaze fell on the witch. “Who is she?” “I am Elvira Winters.” The witch introduced herself. “I am sister to Sage.”

Alive. I barely understood it at the time, but something had led me, drawn me, across lands until I reached Paris. The dark and lonely house where I now lived pulsed with the energy of ancient spirits—witches, my ancestors, waiting, and watching. It was there that I learned who I truly was. This house, abandoned by the living but filled with whispers of the dead, became my haven, my place of rebirth. The witches’ spirits took me in, training me, and I embraced the power they awakened within me. I let myself be their vessel.

“You haven’t been poisoned. What you’re experiencing is the Lucost Glow.” I blinked through the pain. “Lucost… what?” “It’s a sign,” Caspian said, his face grim. “The Witch’s magic has activated. Her black curse… it’s no longer just claiming your child’s life.” He took my hand gently in his clawed one. “It’s coming for you now. Beatrice is summoning you into her realm. She’s not done yet, Sai. She wants your soul. She wants you dead.” And immediately, I fell. Dead?

Only disguises and deceit, dressed up as love. I set down my phone and waved my secretary away. It was almost time to meet Jett. Jett was a werewolf too, but his passion for medicine kept him in the human world. He was the one who had developed the suppressant. We had always been close. When I first asked him to administer the suppressant, he had tried to dissuade me. "It's not worth it for a man," he had said. But I had been blinded, bewitched, and convinced that staying for Nigel was the right thing to do.

A male witch came racing into the room, magic buzzing around him. With a growl, Joel leapt off the table and tackled him to the ground. The next one to come in, Gail hit by the latch of the leash. The witch gasped, holding his now bleeding cheek and eyes wide. Gail swung the leash over her head, muttering the incantation, and hit the witch again, knocking him out. A third witch came racing in, followed by a fourth. Joel took one and Gail grabbed her bat, swinging it at the other one. She missed, and the witch hit her with a ball of energy.

' I could've sworn I saw a lone tear slip out of her left eye. End of flash back. I wish there was some place I could reference to concerning my abilities. Like an older witch or maybe a book about witchery and such. I honestly needed to know what was happening between the Alpha and I desperately. The man had managed to turn me to an horny witch without even trying. I had masturbated thinking about him, then he had gone down on me in an old office at the hospital. His presence alone swayed my thoughts to sexual ones in ways I couldn't begin to comprehend. It's like a spell had been cast upon me. I was attracted to him, there was this kind of magnetism that he had on me. Something unfathomabl

,” he admitted. “I guess it was because I was still trying to figure out my feelings.” “What’s to figure out? You are mates. Your wolf will automatically love her regardless of who she is,” Becca shrugged as she took a bite of her eggs. “How did you hide this from her?” He was quiet for a moment, and I watched as he put down his fork; I found myself holding my breath, waiting for him to respond. “I hid my scent from her…” he admitted, making Becca raise her brows at him. “What?” She asked. “How?” “Ohhhh! That’s why your scent and aura are strange,” Kay said, staring at him with wide eyes. “You’re a witch.” “Wait, what?!” Becca gasped. “You are?? Since when?” “I’m half witch,” Brody answered.

“You're seriously injured.” “If you don't let me go, we'll both die. Did you hear the beast out there?” He reminded her when he heard footsteps approaching. Cold sweat ran down the witch's forehead. “Libertum Vinculis Verborum” she chanted the spell. “Done!” Before she could move away, Vincent entered the room. “You stupid witch!” He slapped her face, causing her to fall to the ground. “Your apprentices will pay the price for your betrayal!” “NO, PLEASE!” The witch screamed in despair.

Aldrich I swear Ava took ten years off my life, the way she was whimpering and crying in her sleep. My first thought was–somebody is magically attacking in her sleep. I don’t know if that’s even possible. I have a very limited knowledge of magic, given the strict segregation between the magical beings and us Werewolves. Pain was deeply etched on her face as she tried to ward something or somebody off, her arms flailing wildly. How was I to know that it was only a nightmare?

Okay, I can make her a cure, but I also need to confirm Eric is the incubus. I head down the hallways when I see people running towards me screaming. What’s happening? I push my way through the panicked crowd to take a look. That’s when I see El on the ground covered in blood. Her arms look like it’s been bitten—a black wolf mouth bloody latches on to Eric. I run to Elina'ss side, horrified, and check her pulse. She’s alive, just unconscious. “Take her and go,” Eric screams. “What’s going on?”