Bewitching Branch Novels & Stories

The witch had done so many enchantments with their blood with some ingredients and herbs like Mandrake root, Mugwort, etc. "Is it going to work? This is the first time we are trying this, it never got this serious," Bryan asked Aiden. "There is always a first time for everything, brother", Aiden smirked, despite the pain and stress he was feeling. "It better work, and we will need to see her again about this, we have never had it get this bad, there were little signs, but this was just too extreme, f*ck", Bryan cursed out angrily, "I really hate this."

she wondered. "Anu go outside. Witches and demons are enemies so it won't show up in your presence."she added and Anu left. The witch's tree showed up the moment Anu walked out of the house. She hurried and tied the twig to the tree and whispered strange words. Just like that, the tree stretched it's branch till it got in contact with mother's hands and she smiled right away before the tree vanished. "You can come in now."she called Anu inside.

Time slowed. Kaden saw the branch falling, massive and inevitable, its bone-white surface cracked and ancient. Kael was frozen, his arms wrapped around Alina’s limp body, his face turned upward in horror. He couldn’t move fast enough. Wouldn’t make it. Kaden let go of the lead witch and ran. His legs burned. His lungs screamed. The witch he’d been choking wheezed behind him, already recovering, but he didn’t care. He threw himself forward, his boots sliding on the ash, and slammed into Kael just as the branch came down.

“By asking you, of course, so how do you intend on getting this off? You are serious, aren't you?” She seemed hesitant but told me anyway. She said there was a spell her mother told her was capable of breaking and unbinding anything. This spell, which she sloppily gave me the name, could break the bond bracelet but it needed about sixty witches to work together. Of course, she claimed that she knew who and who to call. I had heard all I needed to hear. If there was a spell that could do the job, I would find it myself. “You know what? I'm fine with the bracelet on my wrist,” I said, standing on my feet. “It has been with me my whole life, I don't want to say goodbye.”

“The nexus is reacting to something—someone—beyond our reach. That crimson star… it’s a focal point. A convergence.” Lucas gripped his dagger, his knuckles white. “Convergence for what? Another fight? Another ghost?” His tone was sharp, but his eyes betrayed his fear, still raw from his betrayal and the battles that followed. Bryan’s spectral form hovered close, his voice soft but heavy. “Not a ghost. A purpose. Whoever this ‘true weaver’ is, they’re not just watching. They’re shaping something, using the chaos we’ve stirred.”

"Rino, Seth, and Jim, you guys are closer to the head of the witches, distract her daughters and separate them from her." "Yes, alpha," they responded through the mind link in unison. As instructed, the pack warriors isolated the witches from their head, leaving her vulnerable. One of the werewolves in the trees catapulted a portion of a potion onto the broom of the head witch, causing it to come crashing down. Seizing this opportunity, Kael rushed, the wind blowing through his fur as he ran fiercely. He cut the broom in his mouth and bit down on it. The head witch's eyes twisted towards him, her face contorted in a snarl. Kael stood firm, his gaze locked on hers.

I twisted, pulled, clawed at the fabric, but the monster was already upon me, its claws reaching, stretching, almost brushing the air around my face. I would have been gone—ripped from the earth—if not for the sudden grip on my shoulders. Flynn’s hands yanked me backward, his strength forcing me through the opening. The world blurred. Branches scraped my face, dirt filled my mouth, and then we tumbled, tangled together, into the undergrowth on the other side.

I pulled her into me and we lost ourselves to each other. ***** It was the most beautiful morning of my life. I was so happy... I had already made the bookings and reservations for a one-month long honeymoon in Australia. I was very excited about this real honeymoon. I would not have believed it just 6 months back that very soon I would be bewitched by a very beautiful, simple, pure and innocent girl. Thank you, God, for that accident on that rainy night, I have been bewitched by an angel since then... The End

I stood at the edge of Ironwood territory, boots sinking into mud as cold seeped through my coat. I hated being this close to their land. It smelled like wet dog, testosterone, and trouble. “You’re late, witch.” The voice hit low and deep, vibrating through the ground before it reached my ears. I didn’t flinch. I refused to give him that. I turned slowly, amethyst eyes narrowing as I found him at the tree line. Guilermo Santander. He stepped into the gray light, rain sliding off his broad frame. Six-foot-five of pure menace. Dark hair plastered to his forehead, silver streaks catching the gloom, and those amber eyes—burning straight through me. “I’m not late,” I said calmly

said the SLT-class. That's look like branch that used Seraph type used to prisoning the Fluxter to be eaten inside Cocoon of Evolution. “Let’s get out of here!” said the PRD-class. Front line Herrschers trying to cut off the branch, but the branch growth too fast and strong because of the hardening ability. “Damn it!” said the PRD-class. “Too much branch to cut!” said the SLT-class. Catalyst Toner has been used up and their weapon throwed out the empty Cartridge.