Witch Glamour Novels & Stories

Tears were running down my cheeks, the pain was so intense. “You will see every part, that's what I get paid for.” said the witch. “She wants you to see her making love to your lover.” “I do not care what she wants, I will not watch anymore.” I said and looked away again. “When the mirror turns purple, he will confirm that he has penetrated and the spell will be complete. He will be in love with Karly as soon as his manhood penetrates her. It's very simple...”

The people scurrying along the platform involuntarily kept their eyes on the miniature bright blonde and the handsome brunette towering next to her. “We could have flown,” grumbled Pascal. “I don’t like it when people stare at me like that. “This could have been avoided if someone had taken on a more modest appearance,” the witch replied, looking at the approaching train. — I can’t help myself, craving for beauty. But about the flight you did not answer. The witch raised her sharp chin, eyes full of indignation met the gaze of coal-black eyes: - So that I restore weathered skin on my face for two weeks and choose midges, mosquitoes and flies from strands ?!

Estella eyes her and ignores her too, her eyes back on me. “I need to know what he did you you. I think I can help.” “Please don’t tell me that you’re a witch, I don’t smell any magic on you,” Gwen scrunches up her nose as she inhales, “No magic at all.” “I’m a werewolf, my princess.” I frown at Estella’s words, “Sometimes I wonder if she really is a princess.” “Hey! I will ignore that if we get out of here. This place is giving me the creeps,” Her eyes bounces around the room before she rushes to open the door, “Y’all coming?”

The witch smiled sweetly with a dreamy look on her face as if she was picturing his vasectomy in her head. "Has anyone ever told you that you are a romantic at heart?" Vladimir's lips twitched despite his annoyance as he drew small circles on her back with his fingers. He could see the witch's pupils dilate at his touch. The witch's mouth said one thing and her body told an entirely different story. Even if she had masked her scent her body's reaction to his touch gave her away. There was no denying that she was attracted to him and the fact pleased Vladimir more than it should.

My hands shivering badly as I take them off the silk fabric of my green frock. The same frock I was wearing when these werewolves decided to massacre my whole clan and burn them alive. Burned my parents alive. Now am feeling cold, my bones are shivering as my teeth kept chattering due to the severe cold. I shouldn’t be feeling any cold since am a witch who could control our body temperature as we are comfortable. Then why am not able to use my magic. Fear drops in the pit of my stomach making me shut my eyes more tightly as if it’s possible.

“I told you…she’s a psycho.” Austin’s jaw tightened as Ace turned to leave. “And I told you…he is the Phantom.” Their gazes clashed in silent, burning fury. “Then let’s see who wins,” they said in unison before turning and walking away in opposite directions. Late the following morning, Ace drove Vivica to an exclusive bridal boutique in the city. The owner, a werewolf herself, dealt only in the finest wedding gowns. Vivica moved gracefully through the showroom, her fingers brushing lightly over the exquisite fabrics.

She walked in wearing white and baby pink. With a single glance, you could tell she was dressed to the nines from head to toe. When it came to this woman, the supermodels had no chance. Everyone turned to look at her as she walked hand in hand with that beautiful young lady in black for the last time, even though she was wearing blue instead of black. This time, the white witch's hair was adorned with pink diamonds, and the head chain covered most of her head, with some silver chains dangling on her hair that extended all the way down her back.

The woman once again gazed intently at her reflection. “You are still beautiful! No matter what.” She consoled herself. The agony of that experience was too difficult to handle. Sofia wanted to cease thinking about her past but it continued haunting her. Even though she already changed her name just to forget who she truly was, but she could not deny the truth that she was Clarissa Gonzales, the infamous beauty queen who was dethroned, maligned, and was defamed by the public due to a scandal that ruined everything about her.

She pushed her chocolate bangs with her palm which were blocking her sight and smiled shyly. "Thank you." She is a mixed copy of Sana and Jake. Jasmine, she is a 4 years old witty kid. Aarya crossed his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow at her. "Now tell me, what are you planning to do with these glitters?" "Come close otherwise the walls will hear my prank.", she whispered loudly while gesturing with her palm. "What?"

The kind of blinding that could rip a mate bond apart or twist it until Enzo looked at Nina with nothing but disgust and looked at me with pure unbreakable obsession. There was only one person who could help me now Celeste. Who was rumored to have been exiled before I was born, the witch who lived in the forbidden swamps beyond our northern border, in neutral territory no respectable wolf would dare enter after dark. I’d heard the whispered stories for years as a kid, she had been cast out of her coven for practicing necromancy. They said she could make a man forget his own mate with a single drop of blood. They said her price was always steep, something personal but tonight I was willing to