Bewitched Me Body And Soul Novels & Stories

If only I had time to play for a while. "That's okay. Once you're dead, your body will be doing all kinds of things it's never done before." She looks at me and starts crying as I start chanting. Within a few minutes, I have taken over her body, and her soul is gone. I don't know if it hurts them, but I always tell them it won't. I look down and smile at my new body. Carrie was quite beautiful; even better, I'm no longer a skunk. Gabe is looking at me with desire.

They seemed to be the soul of the witches. I should have been relieved, but the pain only grew stronger. I shifted into Dominic’s body but didn’t let him take over. I walked towards where the souls were standing like smoke shaped into a human form and saw them circling around something or… someone. I knew who they were. The souls of the witches. My heart drummed loudly against my chest. I moved through them and when my eyes followed their line of sight, which was focused on the ground, my world crumbled down at my feet. My body slumped and I fell to my knees as I stared at the body of—-

He disappeared into thin air, and I began to look around for him. Where did he go? I had no idea. I walked closer within the shadows, and then I felt something electric taking over my body. What the hell is going on? The movement of my body seems not to be of my own doing anymore, rather it's of a force that I cannot explain. This is the work of a witch, which is taking over my body. "Who are you? Let me be so that I can end you and your puppet!" I demanded. "Well, you are my puppet now..." I heard a male voice whisper.

A ghost of a smile touched her lips, more terrifying than any scream. “The witch was you. And you... you were my soul. With your permission, my darling, my soul left this body the very moment you departed from this world.” Then, the smile vanished. Her features fractured, crumbling into a mask of pure, agonizing desperation. Her voice rose into a pleading shriek that echoed off the cold stone walls: “Suzy? Suzanne? The Witch? By what name must I call you... just so you will wake up? WAKE UP!”

"I think you should break this down in less witchy words." She chuckled. "The person who wrote this spell was a young witch centuries ago. He had lost his beloved to a disease that no power could cure. Devastated and heartbroken, he tapped into dark magic, creating a spell that could save her soul, putting her in the body of another. The only loophole was the soul of the person's body used would cease to exist." "But my soul was still intact," I said. "That's because Gaius probably didn't do the spell properly. Either that or you're just one lucky man." Meredith replied.

The king's restricted spell was cast, and all of the vurhans in North Angus died, leaving the deity with little to consume, so it began chasing people's souls. That's why I jumped in and gave it a once-in-a-lifetime contract. I decided to sell my body to it. I told it that if it takes over my body, I would assist it in feeding on the vurhans left in the Independent states in exchange for it never attacking another human. It agreed to the terms and took up residence within my body; it's still inside me as we talk, and I can feel it every day."

She voiced out, and I nodded. “You will get your revenge, you will have Remus' head, and you will be the Ruler of all the werewolf race, but what do you have to offer?” My voice, mixed with the dark ones, boomed again. Mariel shivered, and she only mouthed, "My soul…” A cackling laugh left me, and the darkness crept out of me and took control of Mariel's body. The deal was done.

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

"Well, I was just wondering how I was able to get to know you. Out of the million other people leaving in the previous world that we came from, why was I the one chosen to be the incomplete soul to transmigrate into this world." Audrey would be lying if she would say that she was not bothered in the least by that curse that was placed upon the previous owner of her body by the apprentice necromancer. After all, it was not just about the old Audrey. But it also concerned about her identity as the incomplete soul who took over the body after the possession. It was said in the cursed that an incomplete soul would possess the body of the old Audrey and that soul would bring the utter distraction

I must have been wrong, it must be a lycan too. "Sophia, I present to you the witch of our pack, Scarlett." Oh no, she is a witch. The woman bowed respectfully to me before nodding at Tom and Elsa who stepped out of the circle as she raised her hands and recited an incantation. " Satus vestri mutation" After those few words, I felt my body become so heavy, it felt like my body was being crushed by a one-ton object. I felt my limbs let go as my breathing quickened exponentially and became short and jerky.