Body Switch Spell Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I dared to repeat them. “Expulsio Bestiarum, Redux Hominem, Sanctifico Terram!” I chanted the spell to banish the beast and bring the man back. The gust of wind took on shades of blue and purple, heading towards the beast that was attempting to attack me with airborne kicks. Its body was lifted from the ground and spun several meters in the air. The surrounding whispers grew louder, and I repeated each word, transforming into a human and raising my hands toward the beast. “Vox Terrae, Bestiae Fugite, Homo Revertere!” I approached the beast even closer, shouting desperately, “COME BACK TO ME, HARVEY!”

Demon child, if she were to describe it. “Are we sure Natalia’s really dead this time?” Arah broke the silence. She didn’t mean to sound cold, but it’s not like she had to pretend she cared about Lexi. “Last time Gildeon killed that witch, her soul just jumped into a comatose girl.” “The Soul Transfer spell can only be used once, as far as I know, Miss Arah,” Roselia replied, thrusting a thorny plant into the soil above the grave. Arah remembered the witch explaining earlier that the plant was meant to drain any lingering witch power from the corpse.

Sweat beaded on Meredith’s temples as she watched. I lifted my head, feeling the slow slide of his hold slipping away. “I’m not fighting you,” I said quietly. Light erupted from my chest—not fire, not lightning, but a silver burst. It flowed outward through the black veins, washing away the darkness. Hybrids gasped as if surfacing from underwater. Black drained from their eyes. Chains of blood magic shattered like glass. Meredith flinched as the spell collapsed.

Arth asked. “It’s another type of spell that raises a particular aspect from our body,” the Chief answered. “It has wide variations … some spell raises your speed, strength, memory, and many others.” “So what he just did was to—” Arth stopped speaking as the cavalries cried and then rushed down the wide steps. The intensity of the shaking ground became worse, as the horses charged altogether like a stampede.

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

Fenrir instantly regains consciousness again and asks Lord Myrr what happened. "This is only temporary, the seal will slowly weaken as he tries to break out. Fortunately, I know a spell that will benefit both of us." "What do you mean?" Fenrir asks while still under the binding spell. "The demon has a hold of you in this current body. But if you were to switch bodies, then the hold will be permanently severed." "What do you mean by switching bodies? How is something like that even possible?" "It's actually pretty simple. All I need to do is use a golem spell to make an exact copy of your body right now, then a spell called spirit splitter to split your soul in half and put half of your soul

Bastiana went to them and begun to cause them migraines and drain their magic. Lucindo chanted some incantations and Hilda was flung aggressively to the grave. She stood up and tried to attack the warlock but she was glued to the spot. It was a freaking boundary spell and of course, she was inside the circle drawn with white powder and other ingredients. At this point, I knew I had to re-strategize. If with all immense strength thrown the warlock's way and he was able to overcome easily and still overpower everyone then other tactics must be applied.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

“Place your hands here and repeat this incantation: 'By the power of knowledge and life, I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow forever within my soul. Grant me what I ask and more!'” I placed my hands in the over sized alcoves and shook off my nervousness. “By the power of knowledge and life- I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow and soar- Grant me what I ask and more!” I felt a strong surge of magical energy and gasped from it, feeling overwhelmed and elated at the same time. Glass Arrow Annihilation, Chains of Agony, Soul’s Doom, Drop of Life, Frost Fire Surge, Shadow Frenzy, Eternal Inferno. Mix the spells to make more powerful attacks. I took a step back a

I murmured, lifting my hands in front of me. Daemon sighed but did as I asked and stepped back. I closed my eyes, inhaled deeply and started to recite the spell. “Dorchadas folaigh mé, scáthanna glac le m’anam, gan rian, gan scáil, gan amharc orm.” The last syllable left my lips and a sweeping rush of energy poured back into me. It was invigorating, like a gust of cold wind against hot flesh. The outline of my body wavered before it disappeared completely.