Body Swap Spell Novels & Stories

“Go get the Hybrid for me. You will know where to find her. Kill anyone who gets in the way. Anyone! ” “Yes, master.” The ugly monster disappeared in the shadows, and so was his disgusting scent. “Ember Jacobson, you are one special creature. No one will have you, except me. Your power will be mine, and so as your life and face. I will become you and your soul will drift into nothingness as I take your body.” The witch scanned her ancient book, looking for the forbidden spell that allowed souls to exchange. The witch can't wait for it.

He held my hand as we walked, speaking with lightness about the future. "What should we name the baby?" he asked, gently placing a hand over my belly. "You can decide," I said. "Anything is fine." He smiled, and I leaned forward to kiss his cheek. The riverbank was crowded and lively, full of warmth. Then, without warning, everything shifted. "Leah! Nick! I'll send you both to hell!" The voice was ragged, unrecognizable at first. A figure lunged out of the crowd, unkempt and clutching a knife.

' Lucinda eyes kept going on the next pages without blinking once and a smile began to appear on her face. 'I can use it! I can use this spell!' The spell read: 'Body-inscription spell, rank depending on the strength of the companion, no elemental requirements as the spell will be stronger if paired with a magical beast of the user's same element. The spell consists of engraving the figure of the chosen magical beasts on the user body to create a blood companion. The blood companion will have the same strength of the actual beast if its element matches with the user since it's fueled by the "Breath" in the user's body. The process to create the blood companion is complex and must be followed

I repeat and sprinkle herbs in another candle. I hold my hand over Scott. The energy coming off of him is manic, vibrating like mad. The spell is working. I have one more candle to invoke with the herbs. “Tolle quode est, et mutare eam.” The flames rise, and a blue band of magic forms from each of them, circling around us. I grab the potion vial, pull out the cork, and hold it over Scott’s head. “Tolle quode est, et mutare eam!” I dump the potion on him, and the flames go out. The smoke wafts over, circling Scott much like the energy did the first time I cast the spell.

It's not Latin or any other language I am conversant with. However, under the foreign text, it seems someone has translated the language and also in a neat handwriting. The discovery instantly makes me feel so much better. Slowly, I read the translated text. And then, I read it again. “No,” I whisper. “Yes,” Fiona says. The translated text is a spell called ‘The Severance’, and the spell is designed to steal power from one source and transfer it to another. Specifically, the spell can steal a Trueblood’s power and give it to someone else.

She spoke in a tone full of grief, "For example, transmutation." I didn't know. But the well-informed Aaron obviously knows this thing, and his face was unprecedentedly serious. "A spell that can turn a beta into an alpha, an omega into a beta, and even catalyzes the evolution of a half-wolf into a complete werewolf." "That's right." Saying these words seemed to drain Susan's energy, and her tone became even grimmer.

Lose the clarity of your gaze, from this moment you will see no more! Jeanne yelps, the spell has worked, she has gone blind. She spreads her trembling hands in front of her and growls. —Very good trick. I must admit, it is... uncomfortable not being able to see where I'm going. - She advances in my direction and I run away without turning my back on her.

I took hair from Selene’s head and drops of her blood from the wound, then mixed them together with magic. “Corpus Duplicatum.” The spell was very old and forbidden. It created a perfect copy of a body—same scars, same details, everything. But it was only an empty shell. No soul. No life. It was perfect for tricking the Council. I placed the copy next to Selene’s real body and cast the switch spell. They looked exactly the same. But one was real, barely alive. The other was empty and ready to be burned. “Let them burn the ashes,” I whispered. “Let them think they’ve won.”

I was sure it was the same for the rest of them. “I’m going to cut you all open on your wrists till you’re drenched in the pool of your own blood. Once activated the spell, Green’s blood will flow into your bath and mix with it, you all will wake up reborn as a Quadbrid. But remember, none of you are to leave your positions no matter what as you all are connected together. If anyone leaves, the spell is broken and hence the death of everyone.” She explained and they agreed. “I’ll begin.” She said and then took out her knife to make a deep cut across my arms, I was supposed to heal but apparently, that knife seemed to be enchanted to stop my healing process. She did the same for the rest of t