Charmed Sight Unseen Novels & Stories

he said sadly. “And why did you say that? Didn’t I promise you before that I’m never ever going to be taken away from you? You’re my one and only prince charming and whenever you need me just give me a call and I’ll always be there for you” she said. “They have a very strong bond” Zahra whispered to me. “Yeah I can see that” I said smiling and when Sarah saw us she asked “What are you two whispering to each other?” “Nothing” I said. “Sarah, I wanted to come to you yesterday but mom said that you were tired and should leave you alone. Were you sick? You shouldn’t be going out when you’re sick. You should stay in your bed and I’m going to get you medicine and make you a soup” Selim said. “Oh

Just what I needed. Gram grasped her hand, pulling her close. "You have the sight?" Foresight. Right. Sunny possessed the talent, though the beautiful vampire had only shared it with me once, when I was in danger. Yeah, being in danger for me was a regular occurrence, so it wasn't so much of a shocker. But Charlotte? "Some," the weregirl said. "Enough." Her eyes flickered to me. "Barely enough." Weird. So the sight wasn't just a vampire thing. How ironic, considering vampires and weres usually hated each other intensely, that they shared such a gift.

Monteza said pointing her finger at Charms who was still smiling. “Sweetheart my daughter is blind, she's been blind her entire life. She knew you were bleeding because she could smell it and she heard when you fell. Her senses are stronger because she’s blind.” Lucky said trying to explain why charms was able to avoid being hit. “It's her own fault that she cracked her head open, she was trying to hit Charms on purpose, she thought nobody saw her look at Charms with a slick smile then pretended to trip over Razz's feet.” Sasha said stepping towards Monteza as her anger grew.

When he reached the stage, his eyes immediately met Asmita’s. They exchanged a look — brief but intense. To the others, it may have seemed like a polite, professional glance. But I saw more than that. Their expressions told a different story, something quiet and unsettling. Then, as if sensing my thoughts, Charlie turned his gaze to me. Our eyes locked. Before I could look away, he smiled. That same smile. The same one he gave me months ago — the night Old Mrs. Sylvie was killed... Such a man, so good at stupid acting.

I tiptoed around, hoping to surprise him, but he really wasn't around. I sat on the living room couch, noticing that he had left some papers behind. I picked up one of the many that were there, with a slightly curious name, “Banshee.” I observed the drawing on the page: a woman in a long dress appeared to be crying. I glanced at the transcription next to the drawing. “Banshee or Ben sidhe, the one who can see death, becomes her friend. Her scream can be heard for miles, and it's so powerful that it can easily shatter a skull. Due to her dark powers, the banshee can be easily hated by other creatures.”

I didn't realize I was even holding my breath, which is crazy. I took in as much air as I could before leaving the location. But even before I was able to, I saw a pair of eyes looking at me intently. I held his gaze for a while but it was him who first looked away. Weird. It feels weird that I saw Flint just looking and not even doing a thing. Well, I asked him to. I'm glad he understood what I wanted.

Now with a distinct sadistic and sinister smile, an eye appears in the center as its’s black core looks towards her and in seconds wraps her with its arms and drags her inside within its core. “I will bring you back.” Engulfed with the darkness as everything is shut in front of her darkness. She opens her eyes as she finds herself in a white void and is greeted with Chester’s smile of the pure black figure of a kid sitting in front of her. “Welcome to the gate of truth, my dear seer and 1st, Charmaine.” Sealing her fate as she gives up everything to achieve everything, she draws a smile as she whispers. “Shall we make a deal?”

"The village elders arranged my marriage after my mother died. I had no family, no prospects. They saw it as charity." "Charity." Sebastian's voice was hard. "They married you to a stranger and called it charity." "It was normal. Practical. I had nothing to offer except myself." "You had everything to offer." Sebastian leaned forward. "You're intelligent, educated, strong. Any man would be lucky to have you as a wife." Alessia felt her cheeks heat. "You barely know me."

I trailed off for a moment before continuing, "Chiseled muscles that I really want to caress. If other methods didn't work, why not try a succubus' charm? "Most important…" I purred alluringly, "I can feel the endless charm that you carry." Even as the Darkness began to shudder, I brushed my finger over my lips as I spoke calmly, "As for my wish… I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy." I could hear the other Players gasping behind me, but I kept going, every word I spoke a poison seeping into his consciousness. "That includes hyperventilation, shudders, and blanked eyes as I lose myself again and again as I climax."

Bruce. I had no other option but to take up the charity topic. I never ever talk to people about the charity I do not anyone know about what charity I have done and where. I had to get down to this only for Anna I don't know how did she start to matter so much to me I was never this way before. The moment I said those words I saw Anna looking at me with no hopes that killed me from within. When will I get a chance to make her happy and make her look at me with some hope if not anything.