Bewitched Sisters Novels & Stories

“What do you mean? What does the Witching Hour really signify?” Jade’s expression was serious, his eyes narrowing as if the weight of what he was about to say was just as heavy for him as it was for us. “In cases of Lunar Sisters,” he began, his voice low, “there’s a binding by the Moon Goddess. But here's the thing—one of the pairs is always a wolf, and the other? A witch.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I felt the air shift around me, the atmosphere growing colder.

’ Tears fell from my eyes as my heart broke open with the pain of not knowing where she was or if she was okay. ***** CAMDEN The gym was my battlefield at the moment. The punching bag and padded walls were the focus for my frustration and anger. Another trail turned cold. Another nine bodies added to the casualties list of The Riverton Sisters who were twin witches that practiced a specific type of dark magic involving infants. They left sixty-two mutilated bodies across five states. My team had intel of their whereabouts, but they were long gone when we got there.

Stella, should I take the risk, or just get rid of it? My throat tightened. In a rush, memories of my past life flooded back. Back then, I'd been baffled. How could she have just wandered, drunk, into the room of one of the most powerful men alive? And why would a man like that even notice, let alone sleep with, my very ordinary-looking sister? I'd voiced my doubts, urging Aria to picture the man's face. But she'd only frowned and shaken her head, unable to say for sure who he'd been.

His lips curled up in an eerie smile as he leaned close to my face, breathing, "Your sister said your heart would suit me more, and it appears to be no lie… It's almost as if you're born with a heart destined to be eaten by me. "Even if I don't feel anything for you, you're still much better than your sister." I struggled against him—against death—only to find my whole body limp and devoid of any strength. Had I been drugged?! As if reading my mind, Sion lifted my chin and narrowed his eyes. "Don't even think about getting away. Your dear sister drugged you so that you can't." My hands trembled even more, and I sweated all over my back.

Upon opening my eyes, I spotted my older sister, Marissa Lipton, fiddling with my phone. Unlike in my previous life, where she immediately began shouting at me, her brows were furrowed as she took out her own phone. It looked like she was jotting something down. Immediately, I understood that she had been reborn along with me, back to the moment she discovered that I had been dating someone online. In our last life, she hadn't wasted any time before tattling to our parents about it. She claimed that I had gone down the wrong path and was cheating on my fiance behind his back.

I hired the best wedding planner in the country paying them the double fees just to arrange everything according to her wishes so I could see her billion dollar smile that used to give me the heavenly contentment. Only if I had the slightest idea of how ugly and sinister she was from inside.She pretended to love me while her lover was someone else. She could had told me before everything happened.I would had taken it positively though it pained me the same but now I feel anger,betrayed,lost and heartbroken.It is a deadly combination I know but I am now adamant to take my revenge on the next traitor,my wife,her sister who grabbed the opportunity to sink her claws on my wealth and the title of

Brutal looking men were turning into even more vicious looking wolves everywhere you looked. Nora was already gone, swallowed up and protected by her new pack. Cassie was determined to get to her sisters. They came into this world during a war, and she refused to lose them during another one.

From agony came love, even though it had been love's betrayal that had set them on this course. With a kiss to her daughter's sleepy brow, Celeste chanted a protection spell and faced her sister, Mara. Blessedly, they looked similar in coloring and stature. Characteristics and the enchantment would keep both her daughter and sister protected. Mara twisted her fingers. "We have to prepare for the journey."

A stone pit lay at the centre, its surface etched with intricate symbols that seemed to pulse with otherworldly energy. My heart tightened as I spotted Reed among the figures gathered there, his jovial demeanour replaced by something darker, more sinister. He stood beside a woman whose face I couldn't clearly discern, hidden beneath a hood that cast her features in shadow. Around them, a group of witches chanted in low, resonant voices, their words a haunting melody that resonated with the very essence of the night. I felt a shiver crawl down my spine as I recognised the items they held—strands of my hair, photographs capturing my likeness. They placed them in the stone pit, each motion deli

Genevieve admonished as they left the room. {W.T.R} A CAR ZOOMED past the borders of a city. The occupant of the back seat in the car had on sun glasees even though it was nearing night fall in the city. She had her head placed on the backrest of the car and a sigh slipped from her mouth as she was in deep thought. Her phone rang and she stared at it for a while before picking it and answering the call. “Hello.” She said. The voice on the other side replied, “Mistress, we have located her even though it took quite a while.” And where is she?” The lady asked. “The palace of the Triple Goddess has taken her in.” The voice said again. The lady took off her glasses, “What did you say? If anythin