Wikipedia Bewitched の小説・ストーリー

It was the colour of a blood moon, of an ancient, foul fire that consumed everything it touched. In that frozen moment, everything crashed into place with the force of a physical blow. Beatrice had been bitten, makers for chaos. It wasn’t a rogue bite. It was a defilement. She hadn’t been turned, she had been infested. My mind screamed a single, horrifying word. Demon.

The curvy valley was hoping to get a new inhabitant, and the little black forest's honey cave was wanting to release the nectar fountain. He had seen many pornstars, models, the enchanting actresses in nude scenes in movies. But all of them would shallow in front of her beauty, charm, captivity, elegance, bewitchment. He thought those two elven girls were The Bewitching Queen. Then this captive elven girl would be The Bewitching Goddess. The captive elven girl looked at him with enticement, half-opening her dreamy eyes, which were pleading sexual intimacy to him.

History books in school claim that witches ate or sacrificed children for power, which couldn't be further from the truth. "You know, I still can’t believe my supposed human girlfriend is a witch - an Astria witch, no less. My natural enemy.” He frowns thoughtfully, like even the sound of it was baffling to him. “I guess it’s right to say that I’ve been bewitched.” An easy laugh rolls out of me at the cheesy pun. "Bewitched? Please, if I had that kind of power, I’d have made you do my bidding by now." He smirks, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

I will turn it as my reservoir in my heart blood, enabling me to upgrade as a high-level witch. The more words Diana spoke, the paler the Behemoth had become. The Behemoth did not know what happened to the world, all it knew was the words whispered by the wizard and the Ritchell woman about him being the best among all creatures in this Wolven Continent. But how come he was being threatened by a wee lass?! 'Now, choose.' Diana Ritchell pushed her dominance over the stupefied Behemoth before her. She needed to get its answer now, or else the illusion of having no choice would eventually fail. After all, her magic energy was running dry after using a series of combined spells.

“It’s potent. Fast to work. But quick to wear off.” Yeah, yeah, whatever. These types of potions always came with ominous warnings. Par for the course when dealing with witch’s magic. “How does it work?” I’d asked as she passed me the vile. It was fluorescent blue and bubbling. “It bewitches through scent. The smell descends on the bewitched. It will put him in a cloudy, dazy fog. He’ll hallucinate. He’ll think you ARE the person who’s hair you’ve given me.” Right. So he’ll think he’s having sex with Eden. I could deal with that. As long as we had sex, I didn’t care who he THOUGHT he was having sex with.

She looked to be in her early thirties. Selena had never imagined a witch in a silky negligee. The witch in question seemed quite comfortable in her see through outfit even in the presence of two males. Her slanted green eyes glimmered in fascination as she fixed them on Selena. "Beatrice, where the hell did you find a fae? She whispered in awe. "Hello to you too Esmeralda." Beatrice murmured, a slightly amused expression on her face. "Oh, pardon my manners. Do come in please?

“No one can. Unless she carries it. Find it. Tear it from her. Do not fail me, Tremaine.” I reeled back, the blood draining from me. Spells. Stones. Bewitchment. Witches. The word clicked into place like a blade into flesh. They were witches. They all were. Tremaine, Anastasia, the whole lot of them. And my father—my father who had married her—what had she done to him? I stumbled, the floor groaning underfoot, and panic drove me to flee. But something anchored me there. A need to see, to know. My hand closed on the knob and turned, inch by inch.

His lips… argghhh I don’t want to lust over those glossy and crimson pouty lips! I badly need to confess and beg for the lord's guidance. I think I am enchanted by evil spirits. A spirit that could make me tremble, pissed off, and thrilled.

Jennifer replied, “I... didn’t do it of my own volition! However, I recently noticed nothing wrong with joining the Witch Cult. This is a chance.” Looking at Alex, she said with a smile, “Cecilia, this man is decent, but he is disobedient. If you wish to possess him normally, it’d be absolutely impossible. I’m helping you right now. There is a Bewitching Curse in the Witch Cult. After casting the Bewitching Curse, you can make him love only you for the rest of his life, and he will do whatever you tell him to.” Cecilia’s face was filled with tears as she shook vigorously. “I don’t want that! In that case, he will only be a puppet or a doll at the mercy of someone else. What’s the use of that

No matter how hard I tried to look strong but his one glance left me breathless and made me crave for him like animal. My HEART is BEWITCHED by his everything ! "Ma'am I have planned a surprise for Ethan." "Ma'am are you here?", he waved his hand infront of my face and then I came out of my lala land. I looked around finding myself standing beside the car instead of wall. Shit it's my fucking dream ??? "Ma'am I have been talking to you but you were zoned out ?", he said looking at his mobile. "Haa..umm.. I was thinking about something else.", I said averting my gaze while cursing myself inside my head.