Bewitched Sisters Novels & Stories

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"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

I asked, scared of her answer. “I will bring you to one of the covens of House of Hecate to train you so you can use your magic properly. You are turning eighteen soon, if I’m not mistaken. And yet, you still can’t control your magic. Your magic is too strong. It needs to be controlled. Maybe next time, it won't just be trees that will be destroyed because you can’t control it." I understood what the headmistress was saying. But I couldn’t afford to be locked in some coven right now. What I need is to save my sister. And I can only think of one person who can help me. “I would rather prefer to be with my Aunt.”

The air left the room. "Hello, little bird," my mother whispered, her smile sharp enough to draw blood. "Mama’s home." The Dark sisters were witches of power but they only had power through siphoning from others mainly from their own blood. My mother wasn't here for any reunions. She was here to turn me into her vessel once more.

Mitne In the realm where moonlit glades and ancient forests merged, a tale of two twin werewolf sisters emerged—one born of silvered privilege and the other forged in the fires of wild determination. Their destinies, like Yin and Yang, would shape the balance of their world. The first sister, born under a radiant full moon, was cherished from the moment of her arrival. Wrapped in the warmth of a loving pack, she grew amid adoration and protection. She was a delicate blossom sheltered from the storms of life, her every wish catered to as if by an army of devoted servants.

She glanced at Alpha Magnus who was howling in pain and walked towards the fire, bombarding it with the beams of golden light emitting from her hands. “Heaven has sent us as twin sisters, with equal powers to join hands for exceptional spells, Caroline. But you strayed from the right path and faked your death, thus betraying the entire witch’s community. Now, you are blindly serving a werewolf master, harming the King we all agreed to obey and honor. It’s unacceptable!” Catherine’s extravagant magic illuminated the hall with white light, but she was unable to extinguish the flames engulfing her sister’s body. She summoned her grimoire to try several spells, and nothing worked. Her panicked v

My anger and weariness fled in the wake of her reprimand and all I was left was the icky stickiness of embarrassment. Lady Piia waved her hands dismissively. “That’s fine. You’ve been overwhelmed. But the tale of the vampire king is one that will be told on a different day. Right now, it’s of upmost importance that you understand what led to your mother’s disappearance. But for me to explain that, I have to tell you how the witches came to be. The whole thing is a bit convoluted -as is anything pertaining to the witches- but I will try to be as clear as I can. Witches are part human, part elves. Well, maybe one tenth elven? It’s become so diluted that we don’t even have any physical resembla

She added, finding my gaze again. "What happened?" I asked. "A tragedy, wiping off so many of my sisters." Valerie placed both her hands on the table. How she spoke told me she also had nightmares haunting her every awakening. I wish I could let her have the moment, but I had so many questions eager to be heard. "Sisters? Does that mean every one of the witches bearing that mark belongs to a coven? " My lips moved sharply. "Not a coven. We were more than that. We were the crystal witches of the ancient fortress. " Valerie paused, looking at me again as if expecting some kind of reaction.

He continued “Did you have any luck?” Nezerra asked. “We did, only to be betrayed by those helping us. They were part of the group that had taken them. The Witches’ magic was what we detected. The Vampires’ quickly killed my parents and the werewolves snatched my sisters up. By the time we realized all of this, it was too late. Our sisters had already been separated and sold.” He paused again.

I asked, my brows furrowed in confusion. Just as Celine was about to answer me two more women similar to her stepped into the cave. I took a cautious step back as I stared at the three of them, all identical and wearing the same robes in different colors. Celine stepped forward towards me. ”There is no need to be scared, Scarlett; these are my witch sisters, Seraphina and Lunaria.” Her voice was soft and reassuring. “We all did the ritual together to bring you back.” I stared at the three of them, my head reeling from everything. I felt like I was in a dream. This couldn't be real.