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A Witch's Precious Son

Born from a line of witches, Igram Rivers was the only male child born of the Santris Witch Coven. A male child was frowned upon and was considered an abomination especially that they were born without magic. In order to hide his gender, his mother Fiona, cast a shapeshifting spell that gave him the ability to shapeshift into anyone. But his shifting had a life span. However, Igram was not happy with hiding from his real identity. When he was just a teen, he ran away from the coven and began a life of stealing rich people's identities. But what happens when he steals and shapeshifts into a cold-hearted billionaire not knowing it was his last shift and he gets stuck in a body of a vile murderous Satanic man being haunted by the Authorities and his cult?

MK20 · Fantasy
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139 Chs

Chapter 123

Both Abby and Fiona ran to the kitchen and found Igram shaking with a very weak Pickford at his feet.

Abby froze in horror, while Faith hid her face.

Fiona ran into her son's arms. She could feel his body shaking with fear. She looked at the real Pickford, who was as confused as she was. One minute he was in the forsaken place, the next the man with the weird eyes was grabbing his hand and now they were in what appeared to be a real house with Abby and her daughter furiously staring at him.

Abby wasn't supposed to be there. She was supposed to be in the mansion locked up unless he was having another of those constant illusions.

He attempted to speak, but he was too weak to even move his lips.

Fiona looked at the man that almost condemned her son to pay for his crimes and held her son tighter.

"What happened? Where did you go?" She whispered