Book Of Spells Cyberpunk Novels & Stories

“Dear reader, the information in this book was recovered from decades of research, spanning across multiple realms. This book is not a topic of fiction, every chapter contains groups and spells which demand to be taken seriously, by performing one of these spells, you will be taking the risk of repercussions being bestowed upon yourself and any persons related to the spell. I highly urge you to take every precaution possible to remain safe. Some groups do not possess a name, I have described these groups as the names of their surroundings.” Once I read this I panic a little, so this book is a kind of spell book? This alone telling me the other people who are after it, probably want it for a

“How I wish for your heart to heal soon…” ===================== As promised the Phantoms were able to find the book. It was handed over to the Sorceress, for the Phantoms always know where to look. When Mayari Tabbu was ready to cast the spell, she pushed away all the things from the table and watched as the building dust fell. From where dust had settled, she placed the book and made sure it was leveled. As she flipped the pages to find where the spell was written, her long fingernails pitter-pattered against the table, her nervousness could not be hidden.

We all stare at it in awe as rogues approach. ‘I wonder?’ May says as she pulls it out and holds it up. ‘The spells we read in the book of spells and hexes, Magnus!’ She says. I’m confused. I give May a strange look before another bone breaks. May steps out from the bushes, holds the stick high in the air, and yells ‘Tumultuous Volley!’ Thunder erupts, and dark clouds appear and swirl around high above the rogues. Tumultuous Volley is one spell in the book I had read. It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning.

I jolted upright, breath ragged, heart hammering. For a moment, I thought it was just a dream. But then—I felt it. Wetness. Warm, slick wetness deep in my ass. I froze. The unmistakable reminder that it was all real. That they were still inside me. Watching. Claiming. The spellbook’s pages curled by my bed, ancient and foreboding. I swallowed hard, fingers trembling as I closed it with a decisive snap. No more careless spells. No more mistakes. It was time to learn.

I find it strange that there are no notes or marked pages. I pick up the second book and am surprised that there are notes, but not in my hand. The handwriting is that of a man and seems old. Curiously, I follow the directions for the hand motions and see a pink smoke illuminating from my hand. Concentrating on a medical terminology book on a shelf, I call it to me, then stop it before it reaches me. “Page 75,” the book opens to the page, and I hear the words in my head. “Stop,” I say, then, “Page 283.” The pages turn, and then I hear the words again. “Stop, go back.” The book goes back to its place on the shelf. My attention then goes back to the spell book. Everything is handwritten and it

Zavier cursed as he realized he couldn't touch the real book. "I probably should've warned you." I said as I swiped my hand one more time changing the contents to the original state. I looked up to Zaviers beyond burnt hand and swiped it better. The fake book changed from a black to a brown color with light writing. It was a book of temporary spells. The second book was the real forbidden spells book and it was black with very old writing and paper that was dingy. You could feel the power radiating off of it. Hidden behind a false image It didn't seem as powerful as in it's true form

The book has a black leather cover and on the center of the cover, there is a glass bulging bubble that's filled with some kind of red liquid. Please don't be blood. I bend to pick up the book and stumble back a bit. It's heavy and I lug it into the room kicking the door shut with the back of my heel before moving to sit down on my bed. "Who left you at my door." I openly think as I read over the cover. Elgadah Furrucci presents. Advanced Spells and Enchantments. English translation. The words are printed in italics across the cover. I run my hand over the cover and I can feel the light layer of dust on it. My hand stops at the glass bubble and I avoid touching that part.

That was all, but I had been wary of the knowing smile he had given me for a split second. "Yes." I muttered, waiting for him to leave before I opened the book. "That would be all." He bowed, leaving the room. The librarian wasn't an old man with a face covered in grey hairs. He was young, older than I was, but younger than the stereotype and definitely weirder. I scanned the book and realised the order of druids contained spells translated to English. These were too useful to be locked away and forgotten inside this dark, cold room. The book listed the spells numbered in ascending order. A few of them had symbols next to them and a how-to-use description attached to it.

Cyran, Liam’s wolf, is guarding her and as I watch, her aura begins to darken, taking on the color of the witches' magic. “NO!” I hear a scream and I turn, seeing Levana rushing at Angel, her hands glowing with a black light. Her magic has become so dark that there isn’t even a purple glow to it any longer. Almost as one, Meadow, Tate and I surround her. “You,” she snarls at me. From the corner of my eye, I watch as Meadow and Tate subtly move so that we create a triangle around her. I keep her focused on me while they begin the spell to bind her.

“Maybe reading my father’s book will give me some peace.” Mikhael’s book turned out to be quite useful. Vanalise explained to Roseanne that each witch has a spellbook which is an accumulation of all their spells and magic they have conducted in their lives. Each witch uses cryptic codes to write their books in order to preserve their secrets like Mikhael did. Vanalise helped Roseanne master the basic spells which will be useful in many situations. The Undead magic turned out to be a simple purification spell which is usually done for all humans when they are buried. But if an army of Undead approaches then this spell is of little use. They will need something even stronger to tackle them.