Best Spell Books Novels & Stories

"Use this spell book Ariel" Ariel jolted back as she finally made out those words written. But her racing heart calmed down after a while and Ariel took the book and it opened up it's pages again. This time, Ariel seemed to find the words more easier to read. On this page, was written: The healing spell. Below it, were some strange words written. Ariel figured out that this page was actually for her at that moment because her hand was already bleeding from the cut.

I had no idea exactly what to do now that I was in Valerie's spell room. I sighed, walking to the shelves instead. Valerie told me some of the books were actually spell books, or better yet, grimoires, as she called them. I grabbed one from the shelves, pulling it open. I could barely understand the words written in them; they were in unknown languages.

I ignored it and smiled. "I heard Merko mumbbling words, and repeats it now and then," I told him with the intent to pull away the topic from Mherkealla. I admit, I really wanted to ask about her. However, seeing Yamiko's reaction made me realize that he wasn't ready for it. "He might be trying to create a new spell. Spells are powerful, like summoning the spirit of nature to hear your words and abide it. Yet, some are too strong and evil that it is forbidden use."

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“There is a spell. It's written in the books. But I never bothered to master it because I didn't think there was a way I could it.” Magma looked up. “Wait, there is but I don't think you can do it.” Why were they all saying the same thing? Now I wanted to try it. “Let me try. If I fail, then I'm the one getting embarrassed.” Magma laughed and stood up, going to the book shelf by the window and pulling out a book. “I heard of this book as a kid. It's called the book of forbidden spells. Only to be used when one is in dire danger and needs urgent saving.”

I think I should rest now but I’m not tired yet and I haven’t reached my goal yet— to release energy and form it into a weapon like a sword or something. “You can do it Crystal.” I whispered to myself before letting a huge amount of black energy out of my hands, just enough for me to create an output. I imagined a bow and an arrow and tried to make it out of my magic by slowly moving my hands in the air but I just ended up being surrounded by black smoke. I never thought that doing an enchanted craft can be this hard but how can a respectable school accept someone like me who only knows how to release her magic and knows nothing beyond it?

I asked them once they all managed to sit down again. Oro's hands shook as he took a book from the table in front of him and opened it. He coughed and arranged his collar a little bit. A nervous tic. "Emm. My King and Queen" he started "since we realised about the prophecy many years ago. We have actually had several special wolves who dedicated their lives to the cause, investigating any shift in the balance of the realms. And that way would be able to inform us of any change in case the prophecy came near. We do not know if we have an enemy yet, we do not even know if there is an enemy.

The maid wiped the tears in her eyes. Guess she had to skip that meal. Jane patted her back and went on her way. She found Perses pretty easily, and was told to read through the books she was given, for a power extracting spell. "What's it for?" Jane put the books on the table as she asked Perses. "The Queen said she wanted your help on a huge spell." Perses shrugged. Apparently, he didn't care too much about what was going on at all, "And she said that you don't have to leave your room until then."

It was bound in dark leather, the title barely legible: "The Lament of the Moon." With trembling hands, I opened the book and began to read. It spoke of powerful spells and ancient rituals, many of which had been lost to time. As I turned the pages, one spell in particular stood out. It was a spell of protection, capable of shielding the entire town from harm. But there was a catch—it required a rare ingredient: the heart of a Silverwood tree. I had heard legends of the Silverwood trees, ancient and powerful, but thought them to be long extinct. The book mentioned that the heart of the tree could amplify magic, making the protection spell almost impenetrable.

But it didn't matter because she suddenly had fresh and wonderful possibilities. "Yes and no," she said in answer to the servant’s question. "I must return home and retrieve the Spell Book." Her heart lifted at the thought of wielding the book’s power—it didn’t contain only realm-travel spells, but also summoning spells more powerful than anything the kingdoms had seen in centuries, power transference spells—the possibilities were nearly limitless. "I will take the beast with me, so you are not troubled by him, and then I shall seal this portal behind me, so the prince cannot follow."