You Have Bewitched Me Body And Soul Novels & Stories

Like a witch in trance, he opened his mouth and said the name of the one who ordered him to kill the vampire. “Insolence!” he barked at the male witch. “And for this, you shall pay your life, filthy witch.” Alaric Emrick raised his right arm and pointed his right index finger at the middle forehead of the male witch. His eyes clouded and turned to white. The black poison spread out from his middle forehead creeping fast into his veins and arteries until his entire body was painted with it. His body turned to charcoal and smoldered before it burst into powdered million pieces of black ashes.

Her soul latched on to my body, not wanting to let go. Still I was not willing to have a bloody banshee take over my body, not when I was this beautiful. So with more effort than I was willing to admit I forced her soul to depart from my body and enter the liquid. When I could no longer feel the banshee and the taste of death I croaked out a chant, making sure her soul is mixed into the potion.

“Oh, Alpha. You have no idea what you’ve stepped into.” I tried to move, but my limbs feel heavy, as if they were being dragged down by an unseen force. I could feel their magic seeping into me, twisting around my body like vines, pulling me toward the ground. “No,” I gritted out, my voice barely more than a whisper. I couldn’t let this happen. I couldn’t let them win. But my body betrayed me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed to the floor, my vision swimming as the witches’ magic tightened its grip. They had me, they fucking had me, and I had walked right into their trap.

But they could not get away with betraying me. I clutched the daisies in my hand and closed my eyes as I used it as an anchor for the spell. The spell that was going to bring destruction to them for betraying me. I cursed the triplet alphas to doom. Only one of them was ever going to claim their mate, and the rest of the two were going to die a brutal death. I cursed the witches and the werewolves to divide and never be able to coexist in peace again. Then, my soul completely left my body and I fell to my death.

If only I had time to play for a while. "That's okay. Once you're dead, your body will be doing all kinds of things it's never done before." She looks at me and starts crying as I start chanting. Within a few minutes, I have taken over her body, and her soul is gone. I don't know if it hurts them, but I always tell them it won't. I look down and smile at my new body. Carrie was quite beautiful; even better, I'm no longer a skunk. Gabe is looking at me with desire.

He stood before me, the gravity of the words resting on him clear, his shoulders knotted, his fists curled at his sides. "In body." My hand clenching tighter on his jaw, pushing his head back, forcing him to look at me, to accept all of his submission. "Mind." I leaned in close, my breathing whispering over his lips, my aroma, a thick mixture of incense and something uninhibited and feral, enveloping him. "And soul." The final two words hung, heavy, lost, making the exchange sacred, binding him to me, body, mind, and soul.

Her words echoed in my mind, each one twisting deeper into my heart. She’s right.I thought of all the times I could have left, all the chances I had to walk away, but I was too selfish, too caught up in her beauty, in the life we could have had. I didn’t listen. And now, Seraphina is dead. Elysia’s hands trembled as she raised them, a dark aura swirling around her fingers. I felt my wolf stir, but before I could do anything, the magic hit me like a wall, knocking me to my knees.“No...” I gasped, trying to shift, to let my wolf take over, but the spell was too strong.

She rejoiced that the collar was gone from her neck but now only fear could be seen in her small face. "A sorcerer" She murmured as she took a step back in a startle. Her last wish was to be taken in by a sorcerer, but her misfortune struck a jackpot and served her with the last boss who probably would want to use her as a sacrifice! She knew she had very bad luck and often met misfortune but today, this misfortune was a thousand, no a million folds worse than ever!

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

It’s like it saturates my skin and sinks into me, making my body feel heavy, and my shoulders sag. All of the wonderful feelings that Blake invoked in me tonight have disappeared after entering this house of nightmares. I walk over to my Bluetooth speaker and connect my phone. I make sure the volume is low before I press play. The sound of Natasha Bedingfield’s “Wild Horses” fills the room. I slowly pull off my clothes till I’m in my bra and panties. I open my drawer and pull out my blade that I didn’t expect to get out tonight. This night was so up and down. The ups were amazing with Blake, but the downs are the ones that stick to my skin as if they are tangible entities. As if they have ha