Descendants Spells Novels & Stories

“Asad, you hear the voices of your late family, and I suspect it might eventually drive you mad.” I grimace in agreement. Unfortunately, I think my level of sanity is currently hanging on a thin thread, and if my sanity is the end deal of this Quad-hex she’s speaking of, then I'll definitely go insane. “Do you know who cast this Quad-hex?” Jayan asks. Bethany shakes her head, but I meet Jay’s eyes, and his guess is as good as mine. “Sad, can you destroy it?” I shake my head as the realization hits me that whoever cast the spell may have done it through my family. Since the spell can transcend through generations, it will automatically affect me.

I asked, eyes slightly wide “Anyone engaging in dark magic can’t read this,” she said. “Sorcerers, necromancers, and even some type of ghosts.” “Does that mean that the person who cast a spell over this journal is on our side?” “I’d not be surprised if I find out that my dad was the one who cast the spell over this book,” she gestured to a paragraph, littered with small symbols. “See, this is talking about the ascendant’s need for the members of the seven families, and how each person is a worthy vessel.”

Lesia muttered, “Legend goes that Morgott created three Supernatural Powers. The Soul Consuming Spell is one of them. “It’s a spell that is much more terrifying than your Curse Magic. The spell is cast on one’s soul, gradually eating them up.” James took a deep breath and asked, “How do I dispel it?” Lesia looked at the unconscious Hetsema and sighed, “There isn’t a way to dispel it. We can only suppress it for now. Fortunately, he had only just begun cultivating it.” James asked, “How do we suppress it?” As soon as Lesia raised her hand, a red light enveloped Hetsema and teleported him into the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell. A slightly terrifying burst of black light emerged from James’ gloves.

For these 6 spells I did great and picked them up quickly. Alice was with Elder Danielle and learned 7 Light Spells: Far Light, Minor Sunbeam, Mirror, Simple Light, Create Soul Stone (Common and Uncommon), Weak Magic Missile, Weak Mirror Image. She got to learn the rest of how soul stones are made and that there are 7 variants of the soul stones: Common, Uncommon, Rare, Luminous, Brilliant, Radinant, and Special. Kim was with Elder Mortisha and learned 3 Death Spells: Laughing Skull, Summon Weak Bile Rats, Summon Weak Zombie. She had fun playing with the Weak Zombie spell, because she then used it as target practice from the spells she learned last week.

Nellie answered confidently. “Correct, thank you Lady Locke. As you all know those three she just mentioned are the known descents. A descent is a person who is born or has the blood of these mystical creatures. Except of course for the god descents which have received the blessings of the gods, they are not offspring of god but only people who received their blessings. Though god descents do not have the blood of a god in their body they considered as the most powerful descent since their bodies are blessed with embers. Embers are the essence present in the realm of gods that supports the existence of the mystical creature and serves as their life force.”

“Elder... the spell I taught you. did you say it out loud correctly?” “yes {‘ exaudi quaeso preces meas, ad me oraculi mei.’} right?,” “Right right…” Avery started to prance around. “I have heard that some spells work differently when your power is different. You see, for me, it works uniquely. I can see the past of my ancestors when they are casting spells. I just watch them and learn… I can’t see their face clearly or talk to them… and I can’t see their grimoire. It’s like a fog hides my vision. I can’t see any of those,”

she chuckled, realizing Felicity’s true intentions. Felicity grinned, not bothering to hide her excitement. “Of course! Their blood is unique and powerful. With it, we could cast ancient spells, become a feared sorceress just like Agnes and Constantine, and even more,” she admitted with a hint of pride. Freya sighed, knowing that convincing Felicity otherwise would be futile. “Fine, but we must be cautious. Resurrection spells come with risks, and we don’t know the consequences it might bring,” she warned.

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.

The spell could only offer me a temporary reprieve, a fleeting taste of a life I could never fully have. As the sun began to sink lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the market, I felt a pang of regret. Reluctantly, I started to retrace my steps, the enchantment gradually fading away. The incantation echoed softly in my mind as I whispered, "Solis dominus, aeternum tenebras serviam." With a heavy heart, I closed my eyes and began to chant the reverse of the spell, my voice tinged with melancholy. The world around me blurred and shifted once more, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself back in the study room, the sunlight now a distant memory.

Theodore shouted when he noticed her gasping as her complexion started to turn pale. "No need for that," I mumbled, stopping everyone dead in the tracks as they looked at me quizzically. "An old witch aunt had taught me a spell that anyone can perform to seal small wounds," I said so that it can cover up for the fact that I was the infamous hybrid everyone had been looking for. Sitting near Rosaline, I closed my eyes before chanting the spell slowly in her ears. Roaming my hands on her head, I counted and chanted it 7 times in the name of the first seven supernatural ancestors.