Charmed Bare Witch Project Novels & Stories

“Men are impatient creatures, Star. In case of any conflict, wear Alpha’s clothes. It works like a charm.” She bit the corner of her lip and winked slightly. Charlotte stared at Jasmine's back in bewilderment as she was puzzled because of her advice. “Any way, I will run away at the first chance I get.” But unfortunately, the doors and windows were locked and her belongings were snatched by that Rick before, so she stomped her feet and laid on the master bed mindlessly. … “Rogue problem in the East of England is increasing day by day. They also captured a witch to hide their track…!”

Charlie was still in her room, but she was pacing, her room was trashed and as I place my hand on the door handle, my skin starts to burn. “We can’t get in there” a nurse called Sasha comes rushing towards me “What is the matter with her?” Both Sasha’s hands had fresh healed wounds and she glances towards Charlie who is still pacing. Frowning, “Sasha, let me deal with Charlie” “You brought a witch here” Sasha looks at me horrified. We didn’t have anything to do with witches if we could help it. “She is not exactly a witch” I glance back towards Charlie, who had stopped her pacing and was staring at me through the window, she looked a mixture of crazed and scared, her eyes had become more gre

The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy as Elara and I worked side by side, preparing protective charms for the werewolf clan. The witches’ sanctuary was a place of ancient magic, its energy pulsating through the air. Elara's calm presence and expertise were reassuring as we chanted incantations and infused the charms with protective spells. "These charms will shield your clan from Gabriel's dark magic," Elara explained, her hands moving gracefully over a small stone amulet. "But they are only as strong as the belief of those who wear them."

“ Don't you dare call me a witch. Drake hit you out of his own freewill. I wasn't even there when he hit you. I can't blamed for whatever happened to you. You got what —.” Charlotte cut me off, chipping in rudely,her voice growing increasingly loud than it was before. “You don't have to be present before your spells on him begins to work. All you need to do isto channel your dark magic to him and make him your little puppet. You made my life miserable by tampering with my beauty. Now I can't even go out without wearing heavy makeup. You are going to pay for what you did to me." Charlotte swore,her tone full of revenge as if she had a plan cooking in her head.

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

I added feeling the tears prick my eyes. When you pulled away I looked into his eyes understanding that we had more urgent matters to attend to. “When she cast a spell they couldn't stop screaming. all I kept thinking about was you. and our baby.’’ he who is bad at holding me in his arms. “Who was it? Who did this Ryan? Who is the witch?’’ I asked, my voice filled with anger and determination. Ryan looked up at me. He swallowed hard before speaking again. “Charity. Charity is the witch in the pack.’’

I believe once I bond her to me I will learn more about her, the things which she holds in depths of her heart. “My lord, we have cleared the land where werewolves took shelter, we are on our way to destroy their other camp before they plan to attack on us”, Charlie tells from the other line of the face time. I sigh visibly seeing him all stressed out. His clean white shirt is crisped from place to place and had spots of blood on that. Though his eyes are in their normal brown colour I know he is thirsty for more blood. Charlie was like tgis from the childhood. He never got satisfied from the blood splattering on the earth from the centuries. This made him just like me, we have spent our ch

“I know where to find her. We can go now.” The witch is nothing like I expected. Not that I knew what to expect in the first place. She’s a bar tender cleaning up the local tavern after what appears to have been a slow evening. She has brown hair and eyes, and a beauty she can’t hide behind the wicked scar that runs across her left cheek and eye. When she sees Charity, she sighs and waves us over. “I made what you asked for, but I can’t promise it will work. Is she the one?” She cants her head toward me.

I sat there quietly and he was too scared to come in. At last when I was finally able to calm myself down, I went outside to have a look but he was nowhere to be found. I felt like I scared him away so I walked towards the rock where we sat earlier and started enjoying the view. The more I thought about this person the more complicated my feelings grew. I diverted my attention to getting rid of Cameron and the only way out was to learn the death charm. Although I had that power inside me but I knew that it's activation was something really difficult and I had been researching on it all these years when I knew he will return for me.

While living in Pandora's castle and getting accustomed to her new life, not once did she resent the people who abandoned her but lived her life. She never used her magic for evil, and this found a way to be at peace. After two hundred years, her time of living alone ended. Usually, witches live longer, but Octavia's case of being half only limits her immortality. She started to grow salt and pepper hair, her eyes turning white, and her skin wrinkling. At first, when she rescued me, I thought she was a beggar. Octavia took me in and cared for me. She even taught me some of the magic she possessed: healing.