Cloaking Spells Novels & Stories

She knew that Arya needed her jeep in the pack. Arya hugged Lyle and whispered in her ear, “I am going to put a cloaking spell on both of you. You don’t have to mention it to Dominique, but the spell wouldn’t let Drake detect you. Once you reach the Black Crest pack, you chant, ‘Otkirti,’ and the spell will be removed.” “Okay!” Lyle said. In the next half an hour, Lyle was on her way to the Black Crest pack along with Dominique. Dominique would glance at her every now and then. An hour later, he said, “I know your secret, Lyle.”

he asks his warlock without turning his head towards her. “Yes master” Master? Well, if what she said was true, It would explain the sudden change in my eyes. If the cloaking spell only hid me from locator spells, it shouldn’t do anything to my eyes. But if the power was identified by the color, and that power was suppressed with a spell… I’m so fucking screwed. You know what? Fuck that ultimate weapon shit that didn’t even help me save my mom from getting her heart ripped out of her chest while I just helplessly watched.

"The plan is this: I'll use the spell to incapacitate Belarie. Keep him in agony long enough that he can't fight back. While I'm doing that, you and your brothers will get Annie out." "What if he's not alone?" Kael asked. "That's where the training comes in." Katherine looked around the room. "Over the next six days, I'm going to cast a spell on all of you. A cloaking spell. You'll be able to enter the ember sanctum—without being detected. Move through it like ghosts. He won't see you. Get Annie and get out before anyone knows you're there." "And you're sure this will work?" Killian demanded.

Aston says, not challenging but questioning. "I think it's a necessary risk. We could have some witches do a cloaking spell on them. We need to spin their lack of knowledge on her to our advantage as much as possible. They'll bring their best game to that battle if they think she's still there. If her birth was so powerful it was felt across the realms, who's to say her coming into her powers wasn't?" I say "The cloaking spell could work; we should also see if they can shield us from the vampire glamor." he says, looking thoughtful "Fae magic could shield us…I don't know what

The second goon says and I see his hands lighting up in a purple glow. I hear Maeve digging around in her bag a moment before something whizzes past my hip, slamming onto the ground at their feet. Instantly, a light flashes. I look at the goons who looked locked in the moment. “Let’s go.” Maeve says behind me. “What did you do?” I say, not moving, but looking at her behind me. “Stunning spell. It only lasts for 15 minutes, so we have to hurry.” I turn back and look at the goons. “Can they hear me?” I ask her.

“It’s feeding off the magic. Stabilizing it. Making a choice.” Light flared across the ceiling above us before skittering down the wall, a new sigil being etched into the stone beneath my fingertips. I knew some of them. Shaping wards. Nesting glyphs. Containment spells. But mixed in were others I didn’t recognize. Variation sigils. Ones I had never witnessed cast. Only fantasized about in dreams. “Can you turn it off?” I asked. Draven shook his head with a slow cadence. “Why would I?”

He started a slow chant, going in a large circle, sprinkling some quantity of the substance in the bowl as he walked. The atmosphere seemed to lose gravity. The sounds and voices from the pack gradually became distant until they were no more. It felt like Abe was sucking in all the surrounding disruptions in the atmosphere. At last, he stopped, and turned to them, smiling brightly. "Finally. I just cast a silence and cloaking spell around here. Whatever happens within this large circle I made stays there. The both of you will be invisible to whoever goes through this path, and your voices will not be heard. Of course, it has a time frame. Just ten hours."

Novak sounded more like a teenager who was in love. "What did she say?" "She never saw me." He said. Maya was lost at this point. "I used the Shadow cloak to sneak into the Blood Crescent pack just at the nick of time to save her from some trouble," he explained. The shadow cloak is woven from a rare fabric and the darkest form of magic. It grants the wearer invisibility and the ability to blend seamlessly into shadows. With this, one can sneak in and out of even the most dangerous territories without being seen or noticed.

“They probably picked up on it during that window.” “That’s my suspicion too, My Lord,” she replied. “I’ve been careful. But I’ve never directly encountered a hunter before, so I don’t fully understand the extent of their capabilities.” “You sure it’s only one?” he asked. Roselia nodded. “The cloaking spell can detect traces of higher beings. Witches are trained to recognize hunter signatures specifically.”

She somehow got close enough to Dr Dae to call her by her first name, and she’s willing to befriend strangers and reveal magic that most Witches would consider very top secret to help us find a missing child. “This adapted stealth spell. Would it have hidden their faces on a video recording? They were wearing dark glasses and hoodies, but you literally can’t identify anything, not even their skin colour, their faces are too well shaded. Unnaturally well shaded.” Bellamy asks. Cam frowns.