Dark Josie Spells Novels & Stories

She takes her sticker, peels it with ceremony no court deserves, and holds it out toward the line like she is awarding the river a new name. “Sorry,” she says again, not a question this time, not a request. Spells that work are sometimes verbs made by children. Mom flinches as if touched and dad lurches. Josie yanks. Kaia appears from the side, all slash and silent anger, not crossing my line, striking where the fox thread kisses stone. Chalk, ash, knife and tertiary last. The smoke sucks itself into its own mouth and sulks. “Run,” Sable whispers in the wind because even witches appreciate a cue.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

“I don't want to scare you, but unfortunately we don't have much time. You're far too important to them, being the Edwards’ daughter. Please just trust me and let me do what is necessary to protect you.” Elizabeth approved, nodding her head slightly. She was too frightened to speak. Professor Knudlac finally pulled out of his left sleeve a thin stick of mahogany with gold inlay and said the following words: “Locus Inrita!” Blackish dust came out of Elizabeth's clothes, and the particles got together in a small bulge of powder, then it disappeared as if swallowed by something. “I reversed one of Miss Hortensia Blackwood’s spells. To know all the time where you are, she cursed you using a powe

’ 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.’

Khalid spoke the incantation, nodding to his sister to repeat. “Mwen La bois. Donne mu la bois la bois. Invisque saeclum. Bulla. Libérer à vérité à.” Isis spoke the words clearly as they started chanting the words in a round. Isis has tapped into her wolf to increase the strength of the spell. I’m not even part of what they are doing, but I could sense the power growing and flowing between the Adio siblings. Their blood dripping from cut palms sparked like a fuse causing a small explosion in the bowl as the ingredients sent out a white puff of smoke to indicate it was complete.

If we failed here, the morale of our people would shatter. In a desperate move, I called upon the power of the relic. Its energy surged through me, amplifying my abilities but also draining me rapidly. The rogue sensed the shift and redoubled his efforts, his attacks growing more ferocious. Just as I felt myself reaching my limit, Lila unleashed a powerful spell that immobilized the rogue. "Now, Emily!" she shouted. "Finish this!" Drawing upon the last reserves of my strength, I delivered a decisive blow. The rogue staggered, his form flickering as the shadows around him dissipated. With a final, anguished cry, he collapsed, the light in his eyes fading.

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

The girl, Brenda, rolled her eyes and pried off shuddering Emily from his grasp. "You gave her a scare." She admonished. Cleaning dust off Emily's body. "Brenda and Josh." Emily whispered sternly. "What was that!" Josh giggled, "We were trying out a new spell that binds a supernatural being and makes them unable to use their powers." Brenda groaned, palming her face. "I told him it was a bad idea." "And I was your test bunny?" Emily asked incredulously, with her brows raised. "Sorry." They murmured.

I suggest. “A static shock that stopped my heart beating for a second and knocked me on my ass?” he scoffs. “Maybe she has an electrical gift?” Cole shrugs. “No. If none of you believe me then that's fine, but I know what I felt, and when the seer reveals me as one of her bonds then maybe you'll start listening,” Theo scowls at the group and then his expression softens as he looks back at me. “So what you are trying to say is Josie is the harbinger of the apocalypse, there's danger afoot and we should all prepare for doom?” Joe asks.

I assured. "I am right here," he said behind me. I stood up and clenched my hands into fists. I could feel my blood boil. It was time for revenge. "Jocelyn cast the spell," I said. "Eritas corpus sirius insigné adamé ultera zequere!" She chanted. "The spell will last only five minutes, Desmond," she warned. "That is enough time for me," I said.