Book Of Shadows Charmed Spells Novels & Stories

The second spell failed. Completely. The reflection turned to soot. She recoiled, her breathing sharp. “No,” she muttered. “No, no, no. What was that?” Another hand emerged from the shadows of the chamber—one of her familiars. A rotting spirit with hollow eyes and moth-eaten wings. It rasped. “Your scrying is blind, mistress. His magic repels it.” “Then it isn’t his.” She paced, the hem of her midnight cloak dragging across the marble floor. “Something’s inside him. Something old. It moved through the spell like it had teeth.”

I threw spell after spell, but there were too many. A blade cut my arm. Pain bloomed, hot and sharp. "Isa!" Sienna called, fighting her way toward me. "Stay back!" I warned. "I need to finish the hiding spell!" Through the fight, I crawled back to my circle. Blood dripped from my arm, falling onto the flowers. "Blood of the betrayer, shield of the betrayed," I chanted. "Hide us from sight, hide us from mind." The spell flared, a dome of purple light spreading outward. The shadows screamed as it touched them, fading into mist.

The path before them seemed to split into multiple directions, each route filled with shadowy figures and flickering lights that played tricks on their eyes. Lycidas stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he focused his magical energy. He raised his hand, casting a spell that sent a wave of shimmering light down each path. As the light moved, the illusions wavered and then vanished, revealing the true path ahead. The shadows that had once seemed so menacing dissolved into nothingness.

“By the shadows that dance, by the moon’s embrace, I call upon the dark powers to amplify my grace!” Her spells crackled with energy, weaving together a tapestry of malevolent magic. “As Alice learns to wield the elements, I will harness the storms of chaos,” Corazon vowed, her eyes glowing with wicked intent. “With my spells, I shall control the winds and command the fire! Soon, she will be no match for me.” As the night wore on, Corazon delved deeper into her dark arts, channeling her energy into spells that shimmered with dark allure. Each incantation brought forth new powers, but they came with a price.

Her days on this earth are numbered. I angrily collected the book from Zina, flipping it. There were a lot of spells here, and I wondered how we were going to master them because we just have one brain. I was still flipping when my eyes caught the shadow spell, dark magic written clearly on the side. I rolled my eyes because I wasn't understanding anything, closing the book. I looked up to Master Colt, listening to his order about the mind link spell. Everything was boring to me. I really wanted to settle down and think about my payback plan.

Taking a deep breath, I shut my eyes as I began chanting some spells under my breath with my hand stretched out In the air. "Spirits of the cursed, spirits of the night, Grant me the book of forbidden might. Pages of venom, ink of wrath, written pages of spells, Come forth from the witches’ dark path and blossom in thy palm." I chanted softly and then I felt my hand grow heavy.

The shadows writhed and pulsed, their forms flickering as they struggled against the binding magic. Brian’s chanting reached a crescendo, his voice carrying the full force of the ancient power they were invoking. The runes on the ground glowed with a blinding light, and the protective circle seemed to strengthen, pushing back against the shadows. The Heartstone’s energy resonated with the elemental essences, creating a powerful shield that repelled the dark figures.

I pronounced, my voice immovable. The sorcerer's chuckling echoed through the chamber. "The mountains' enchantment is mine to control presently." Alder's essential enchantment crackled with vitality. "We'll show you the control of solidarity and the Charmed Forest's enchantment." The fight that followed was furious, the magician summoning shadowy spells that looked to overwhelm us. But we stood our ground, our solidarity and the crystal's enchantment serving as a shield against his assault. Celina's water enchantment surged forward, colliding with the sorcerer's dim spells and making a boundary that pushed back his obscurity.

I wasn’t sure when that had started. I had devoured nearly a third of it, and though I couldn’t remember every spell, I could remember the feeling they gave me Excitement. Tingling excitement. It was layered with dread, but it felt worth it. Some of the incantations were nothing more than chants for summoning light or binding simple objects. Others, however, spoke of “veils between worlds” and “shadow threads that cling to blood.” One spell in particular wouldn’t leave my mind. It was a severing charm.

The title was also written on the first page. Annabelle Hale;this is my book of shadows. Book of shadows. What did that mean? She began to flip through the pages and her mouth dropped open in awe. It was a book of spells. Magic spells, healing spells, invisible spells, spell of curses, teleporting spells, spells of the past, spells to break a curse... "So many spells and incantations",she said softly. "Yeah. That book belonged to the world greatest Sorceress",Caleb said. "What happened to her?",Layla asked.