Dark Josie Spells Novels & Stories

Of course not, but I also didn't want to be his. "You think you're so smart don't you?" His question was direct yet confusing, I looked at him with long eyes, still facing him. "You have a friend in the club, what's her name? Ah—Rosita, Antonio's little fuck toy, I control Antonio and as you know, I have a unique way of making people do what I want, try this shit again and maybe I'll serve you Rosita's head for breakfast." What scared me was that I knew the dark lord was more than capable of killing Rosita to teach me a lesson, at that moment, all the memories I had with Rosita flashed through my mind.

Lestat's voice from beyond the grave stopped her, she just sorrowfully nodded her head and walked to the center of the sanctuary. The ritual began with ancestral chants sketched by the other vampires, words that evoked the pure essence, and that tried to break the evil of Brenda's spell, Morgan with a firm voice began to recite the words that had been written on an ancient parchment, at the same time her daughter began to feel a strange sensation take over her body. Around Morgan a halo of mystical energy settled, everything that was present began to fill with magic, the candles burned stronger, and some fine herbs increased their aroma, the chants of the other vampires were louder and sudde

"He kept showing up when I felt worst. Said weird things about my energy." A beat of silence. Then Derek exhaled, shaking his head. "Energy draining is rare. Some call it ‘witch sickness.’ There’s no real cure, just… prevention." He abruptly changed the subject, pulling a book from the shelf. "This spell sharpens memory. Temporary, but useful before exams." As he leaned in to point out a passage, his shoulder brushed hers—and he froze. "Your magic," he murmured. "It feels… different." Rita forced a laugh. "Probably Pru’s amulet." She tapped the charm at her throat—a decoy.

I stayed quiet in class like a graveyard, not even paying attention to teachers that came in for their subject. I had existed in my head the whole time throughout the class, and that made me more suspicious. "I had rather stayed at home!" I murmured because my presence in school was useless. Mr. Gregory came into class without me noticing. "Cassie parker" what is the Egyptian name for a spell? His voice brought me back to consciousness. heka, I said while sitting upright. "Correct. We would have been done with this topic yesterday, but you weren't attentive in yesterday's class.

Kitty squinted her eyes in suspicious. "Or because she wants to give our mother a reason to kill me." Allura smiled but there was faint sorrow in her tone. "..." Kitty pursed her lips but didn't carry on with that line of question, "So how did you get out of my spell?" "You didn't cast a stranding spell, you cast an illusion because that's what Phosis does." Erebus said, "And while I cannot get out without breaking it, together with the ring, it was enough to suspense it long enough for me to get out."

It was jealousy. I wanted to burst out laughing because it was so ridiculous but I recognized it in the hateful glare she had sent me that contained sheer envy. She couldn't do this, even with her ability to use spells, she still couldn't because there was no spell for it, basic sorcery had no connection with nature’s energy and there was no spell that could grant a person the ability to manage it as I had. It was no wonder David had needed me despite having her, she couldn't do the things I could but I could do everything she could with the right books of spells. I could create the cloaking portion she had created for David.

“But… how did she tell you all the names?! How could she even know them all, not to mention memorize them! Her?!” “She didn't have to,” I smirked, “All she had to do was to see the list of the names, or meet those people once. It was written in her memory, even though she would never recall it herself, my spell can drag this information out of her despite her knowing it consciously,” I explained boastfully. He burst out into malicious laughter, then pulled out his phone and picked someone's number, glancing at me. “Chris, come, and take Elijah with you as well,” he ordered calling.

I drew a small blade across my palm, the sting barely registering as I dripped the blood into the bowl rippling the moon's reflection. “Per sanguinem et memoriam, Per lunam quae videt omnia, Revela vestigia quae latent, Oculi arcani, ostendite mihi matrem meam.” I started chanting the spell, the winds picked up, soft at first, then sharp, my heart beat faster hoping it would work. I heard a twig snap and looked up for a second, feeling watched but I didn't have time to dwell on that, I continued to stay focus and chanted it again.

’ Josie smirks. Nina and I give each other a look. ‘Fine, get in here and shut the door behind you.’ I grumble. Everyone finds a spot sitting on boxes. Nina and I sit on the mattress. I lean over and grab the book and hand it to Zak first. ‘We were searching Nina’s room for any relics someone may have hidden here.’ ‘Relics? And why I am holding a book of Spells and Hexes!’ Zak asks. ‘I can’t shift without it causing immense pain. So we had a witch named Yiselda come and see if she could figure it out.’

Dani paused and sniffed the vile. “Holy blood? Not a very common thing. Finding someone who is not just pure but holy isn’t easy. And here I thought I was the blood snob.” Dani snorted. “It is a potent anti-magic spell. Aunt Sarael invented the spell, like our guild’s talismans but to be modified to target certain types of supernatural creatures.” Khalid explained. “Isis, can you grab a bowl so we can start this? Then I have enough empty canisters that we can fill to use.” Khalid glanced in my direction.