Bewitched Sisters Novels & Stories

so many years and the time has come and he has finally found her. There was still so much she needed to explain to Kiara. So much to tell her about her beautiful mother and how she sacrificed everything for her and her coven. She would have not ever married that abusive bastard King of the Vampires if it wasn’t for him already killing her own beautiful mother. My sister Isabel lost her life all because that man wanted more power and tried to use our coven. He threatened to kill more if my beautiful niece, his mate didn’t give in to his demands of marriage. The man didn’t care about his mate, he just wanted control of his mates coven. That’s when my niece, Olivia decided to give in to the ma

“In the Beast Realm, you may choose one of two paths. A Warrior Female will gain strength, claws, speed, and the power to hunt. A Blessed Female will gain rare fertility and a scent that attracts powerful males.” Before the Beast God could say more, Selene stepped forward. “I choose Blessed Female.” Her voice was almost eager. “And I want Theron, Darius, and Lucan as my mates.” The Beast God lowered its golden eyes. “Once fate is carved, it cannot be undone.” “I won’t regret it.” Selene turned to me with a smile I knew too well. “Sister, this time, the Queen Consort’s seat belongs to me.” Then she pointed toward the other side of the platform.

The oppressive scent of her expensive French perfume filled my nose, suffocating the sterile scent of the room. She reached down, her fingers clamping around my chin with a firm, bruising pressure, tilting my face upward. "She did it because we authorized it. We gave her the legal backing and the money to force you into that bridal gown. Your sister vanished two hours before the ceremony. The wedding couldn't be canceled. We did what was necessary to protect the Vance name. You were supposed to stand in temporarily; instead, Julian refused to let you go." Tears of humiliation pricked the corners of my eyes, but I forced myself to swallow them back. Evelyn’s venomous threats from the night of

The chamber trembled with Clara’s cry of defiance, her voice clashing with the whispers of the abyss. The three figures before her flickered like torches in the wind, their forms wavering between solid and shadow. Yet they did not vanish. Instead, they moved closer, circling her like predators. Elianna’s twisted double smirked, her voice sharp as glass. “You can scream all you like, Clara, but you cannot change the truth. Adrian never belonged to you. He came to me willingly. He chose me. He always will.”

She did not know whether she was protector, witness, or supplicant, only that she could not remain apart from the heat and the ache. And in the hour that followed, the stone ring—so long a place of warding and division—became a crucible for something more elemental. The witches surrendered to each other, weaving a tapestry of bodies and breath, dissolving the boundaries again and again until nothing but the moon’s light could tell them apart.

“Twinkets.” “Twinkets!” Triana shot me a shocked gaze. “Only witches of legend could see them. Control them.” I don’t think I control them. “I’ve never heard of them.” I responded flatly. Looking straight ahead as I limped her along the path they illuminated. She carried the lantern in her other dangling hand, since I supported her with both of mine. But the wind swirled dirt across our view so heavily that it made the lantern nearly ineffective. Clouds rolled across the moon making it blacker than black out.

Veronica was severely burned, and in her desperation, she took James down with her. By the time everything was over, Monica and I had already moved on to our next destination. The view ahead was even better.

'I cannot speak for your adopted family, but I know Petra and Celeste are only trying to protect you from the covens,' The Water Witch says to me. "Why do you call yourself the Water Witch anyway?" I desperately try to change the subject. 'It is a long story,' she says. "I have time," I say as I sit down in the middle of the ashes and soot of my destroyed cottage. The voice sighs inside of my mind. 'I was born into a family of witches. I have two sisters. One is an Earth sister, and the other an Air sister. I was the Water Sister of our family. That is why I call myself the Water Witch.'

Cillian introduces me with pride. “The Alpha King’s daughter. Finally.” Judging by the way she is staring at my belly area, I’m guessing this is the wolf-witch that Cillian mind-linked for the protection spell. I smile at her when our eyes meet, nodding my head when I sensed that she wants to know if I’m truly pregnant. “Kayleigh, this is the infamous sisterhood of wolf-witches. Meet Nancy, Shelby, Sandra, Sharry, Kathleen, Trisha, Cerys, Kim, and Trixie.” Cillian points to the group of ladies.

Cynthia cried out with anger in her voice. “A traitor. That is supposed to be yours. You made me leave him for you after you blackmailed me. I was foolish to believe then that you will take care of him but you went ahead and poured wolfsbane in his drink to weaken him so you could mate with his brother. Sister, you are so mean. You deserve more than what he did to you.” Beatrice yelled at his sister. Kevin was lost as he didn’t know what she was talking about. “What are you talking about?” he asked.