Angels Spell Novels & Stories

She was also stunned after seeing a large figure behind Rikka. "I-impossible. What kind of magic is this?" she asked with her mouth agape. A white light figure soared into the sky like a giant human. The occult particles around the place seemed to be sucked in by the huge figure, turning it into a very thick lump of soul magic and producing very strong energy. “Death Spell, ‘Angel of Death Summoner’s Light’,” Rikka said. “N-no way. Miriam Fatir, Charlotte, whoever the Fatir Family’s magical girls are, I’ve never seen them use this Spell.”

There were shouts coming from the shore from the king’s frightened company. “No, I’m not kidding. Stop the spell. I know you can do it,” Angelina said sharply and looked straight into Reive’s eyes. “Listen, do you remember you wanted to raise the dead?” the necromancer asked, looking deeply into her eyes. “Of course,” she muttered. “But...” At this moment, Reive drew her wounded finger towards him and slowly passed it over the chain on his wrist. The black skulls’ eyes flashed red. Angelina flinched, as if from fright, putting her other hand onto the twin chain on her neck at the same time.

Angus scoffed and said coldly, "My son isn't suffering from a physical condition at all. He's just suffering from shock. More than one geomancer has said that my son lost his soul and that his soul needs to be returned." "You brought me a traditional medicine doctor instead! Are you toying with me, Mr. Rosenchild?" As he spoke, Angus frowned at Fernando and said, "Mr. Wharton, what kind of Sacred Revulsion spell was he talking about?" Fernando smiled slightly and said, "He's talking about a kind of black magic!" "Anyone who is a victim of a Sacred Revulsion spell will scream in fear in the middle of the night. Has your son ever exhibited such a symptom?"

The war angels and archangels exchange looks amongst themselves as they gather together to form a blockade to prevent Beelzebub and his forces from reaching the gate ARCHANGEL #1 : I’m sure you’ve gotten your answer, We are not backing down now and not ever so you can do what you want BEELZEBUB : Hmm, I expected nothing less well then you can die knowing that your destruction came at my hand Beelzebub faces his palm towards the blockade with a large dark ball forming, the angels create a shield and await his attack, Beelzebub smirks after which he lets his attack loose with a wave of his hand causing it to move like an arc towards them, before it can hit the shield a white line passes throug

yells Kiana as her wings appear and and she sends a ball of light towards my warlocks and they instantly disappear as if they disintegrated. Shit, her powers are unlike any other. She turns to me and prepares to send a ball of light towards me and my men. I quickly let loose an arrow and it pierces her heart. She falls to the ground as her aura slowly fades. I step towards her and place my hands on her head, trying a spell my father once used to absorb her powers. Maybe it’ll work on a full angel. The angel screams in pain and then she falls limp. She escaped back to the heavens before I could complete the spell.

“The spell Lana speaks of was one from the sixteenth century that demon hunters used to hunt demon families. The hunter would catch a demon, enchant their mark, and use it to locate their families. Unfortunately for the hunters, my demons retaliated. For nearly a hundred years, demons and other supernatural creatures warred. Soon after, The Council established a treaty with my demon lords and me. We agreed to stop the war before any more supernatural beings were killed. Once the pact was formed, all demon hunter cells were disbanded, and demon hunting was prohibited.” Michael’s brow furrows, “But you only speak of demons. Would that work on Arch Angels?” My brothers give me a searching look.

A tingling sensation drifts over me and I guess that Angelic is trying to help me with an enchantment or something. When the pain lessons, Jacques turns to Angelic. "How do we stop this?" "The only thing we can do is to get her out of here. The leyline is magnifying the issue." "How do we remove the spell hampering her magic, then?" Angelic shakes her head. "I cannot break through the spell. Only the one who cast it on her or if that person dies will the lock be broken completely. Something traumatic had to have happened for it to crack at all."

I have not been fully honest with you about what happened the day that we met and I realize that I can not expect you to be completely honest with me if I won’t be the one to take the first step so this is it,” My hands went back to my pendant for a few more moments before I started chanting the spell that I never thought I would ever say again especially with Asmodeus in my presence, at least not if my intention was to leave with him still breathing. ***”Η λεπίδα του Αγγέλου είχε σκοπό να σκοτώσει τον διάβολο, να μου δώσει βοήθεια, να τηρήσει τις επιθυμίες μου. Αποκαλύψτε, αποκαλύψτε και απελευθερώστε τον εαυτό σας από τα δ εσμά του μενταγιόν μου, διαμορφώστε ξανά στο πρωτότυπό σας και αποκ

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

The magic was so formal, but no matter how hard I tried to work it out, the fogger my mind became. I lifted my hand, drawing a small circle in the air, whispering the words that once bound and broke memories alike. The spell was old, meant to strip away illusions and force the truth to the surface. A reverse spell. The same one Angelica and I created when we were barely more than children. The magic hit before I could brace for it. A crack split through my mind, the air around me shattering like glass. I staggered back, clutching the table for balance as a rush of heat crawled up my spine. My breath hitched. My head felt like it was splitting in two.