Demonic Spell Novels & Stories

he whispered, so softly it was barely audible — as if he were apologizing to someone who might no longer hear. The air began to vibrate. The trees groaned softly as if bowing to an ancient, forgotten rite. Kael shut his eyes, drawing the demonic magic up from deep within his chest. This wasn't a spell. It didn't run on words. It was tied to blood. To betrayal. To lost oaths. And now... for a moment, the world held its breath as Kael's left hand began to glow.

"We need to reverse the spell, but it won't be easy. The altar is protected by powerful magic. We'll have to work together." We joined hands and began to chant, drawing on the strength of our family's legacy. The air around us crackled with energy as we focused our will on counteracting the dark spell. Slowly, the oppressive energy began to wane, the carvings on the altar glowing with a faint, golden light.

During that time, he fed on more and more criminals and gathered strength. Finally, the first magic circle was ready. Six sorcerers stood around Dem. They focused their magic on the demon, and he lashed with his mind upwards. It took hours. Dem siphoned the magic of the circle and created the spell. The sun froze. When it was all over, Dem and the other wizards were so exhausted that they had to be carried to the palace. Especially Dem. He was unconscious for weeks. And at that time the high council saw its opportunity.

she began. His eyes flashed in glee as he cut her off. "Over a year, actually . . . and you're right. This isn't a disownment spell. It's a bit more . . . transformative than that." Pink looked at the way the magic was drawn to him before peering back up at Win. "You've removed his connection to God and replaced it with something else." Adom flashed her another toothy grin. "So very intelligent, Pink James. Yes, this spell will change angelic blood into demonic." Despair filled her eyes and he couldn't help licking his lips as he tasted their torment.

“All right enough. He’ll be fine once I get Lydia back. Dad, is there anything you can tell me about Sparkles and her demon? Where they are? How to take them on?” My father eyed me, his expression very grave. He looked down at the boy perched on his lap. He met my eyes again, and for the first time, he closed the book. “Sparkles has aligned herself with a very powerful demon. It’s higher in rank than those you usually come in contact with. More stealthy, more seductive.” “More seductive? Have you seen that monster with its demonicy tendrils sliding their way up Sparkle’s nose? What can possibly be seductive about that freak?”

He looked terrified. Charlie also looked shocked. That was the Death Cast, a Dark Magic. It was a very mysterious Dark Magic. The target of the spell could be turned into something intangible. What the target would be turned into was up to the spell caster. However, if the caster had not mastered Dark Power, the spell would most likely fail and cause harm to the caster. Moreover, the Death Cast had a high possibility of failure. It was a Higher Order magic, after all. The demon started to chant something. A lot of dark mists were emitted, which gradually enveloped him and Lou.

I knew I was being irate but I didn't care at the moment. "Just do as we say and you will be okay. She knows all the secrets doorways into and out of the castle, we can't really keep her out. We have assigned some demons to protect you while we are not here. They follow our orders, not yours" he said. He stood up from the table he had been leaning on and walked away, the dining doors closing behind him. "Any day now. You really should appreciate us. Individually we only possess the one trait" started hedonist Hades "but together, Hades is an insane lunatic.

Where the hell is it? "I was trying to do a spell to help my magic output." Out of the corner of my eye, I see Soleus cross his arms over his chest. "I find that hard to believe. How did you get that kind of spell mixed up with summoning a demon from Hell, exactly?" Ignoring him, I keep flipping pages. Finally, when I come to the correct one, I lift it up and show him. "See? This was the spell I used." He walks over to me slowly with the same gait a predator would use. I steel myself to remain in my spot and not move back away from him. There's such dark energy coming off of him it's hard not to be intimidated by it.

Damian said. “It’s starting to add up now!” Justin said “What is starting to add up?” Alex asked, already scared. “If I’m correct, there’s this spell. It is mostly used on wolves. It basically makes you kill people to activate your wolf curse. The spell can be strong, depends on who casts it” “I was with her today. There was no way someone could have casted a spell on her and I wouldn’t have known” Alex said “The spell can be prepared in advance. You don’t need to light up a thousand candles and lay her down in a giant circle for you to cast it. Did you notice anything strange today?”

Baby Levi grows restless in his cradle as his little eyes follow the movements of his mother. Her lilting voice resonates around us as she begins to chant the words to a spell. “Fae in hoc daemone profunde con- tineant virtutes. Dcemon tantum latus eius floreat et crescat.” The air around her moves more furiously with every word that she chants. Her hair flies around her, slapping her in the face like a whip. The candles spread out in the room blowing out, plunging their world in darkness. Voices appear in the background, chanting one word over and over. “Occultare. Occultare. Occultare.”