Descendants Spells Novels & Stories

Athena says, pointing to the stranger who is dropped on a chair. My eyes went slowly to the young man, and then Dad... To the stranger, and then Dad…The eyelashes, nose, cheekbones, lips, jaw, ears... No way. I stand to my feet swiftly, ruffling my hair. How comes I am just seeing this?! This stranger can pass for dad's replica, save for his brown hair "Dad?" I call, panicking "Pumpkin not now, I am busy." Dad says chanting some spells "Echizcolezku tahi men zuvo gilas tu." A green stem-like of a tree appears, wrapping firmly the stranger's hands and legs.

“I’m sorry, but when you get sent back this starts all over again, if the spell gets activated the same thing happens, you will become barren and the only way to gain your powers is through death. But if you become pregnant before you become barren your child or children will gain your powers and it will continue to pass down until the spell is activated or the powers are stolen or they become barren.” “This isn’t making me feel any better,” Jade said with a sigh. “So you’re telling me our family will be in danger until there is no longer an heir in our family?” “Yes that is correct, but you don’t have to fear because as each family passes, the stronger the power becomes and the stronger the

Light build on her hand, burning Gwanhoya and she screams shaking the whole enchanted forest, turning her eyes first taking the form she used to fight Wezhira. “You said your daughter, right? So, one of my descendants made an abomination with a white witch? No wonder why she was weak. It is a good thing I tore her apart when I did!” her voice sound denser. Genteel remains composed staring at Gwanhoya, “Your mind games won’t work on me!” “Guess we just going to have to do it the old-fashioned way!” “Couldn’t agree more!” Jump from the respective directions and exchange blows creating a wave which reaches the Magical Anchorage and is felt by all of them inside.

"Are you sure? Miss Avangelina deserves a parting and a beautiful one at that. The coven just wishes to say goodbye. You should too sir." "No!" I took a step back. I knew he was in pain but that was only going to make him unstable. I put my hands up in defense but I would only block. I refused to hurt my superiores, my higher up. "There's a spell. It's a very old and powerful spell. It can make the mortal immortal and it can bring the deceased back to life." My eyes widened again. I have never heard of such a spell. "Sir," I said uncertain. Maybe he was going insane. "Maybe you should lie down while the coven arranges her parting."

I don’t want to get killed because of some shit he’s toting around in that case. “I see. And what are we working on that required….” I 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.” I 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.”

Lylah uttered, placing down the glass of wine on the outside table as she looked at me with a sharp teasing frown. I inhaled my first bit of the cigar, closing my eyes with pleasure and turned to exhale it on Lylah teasing her back. She coughed waving in front of her face to remove the cigar fumes that surrounded her nostrils. "You tease, come here!" She said, giggling whilst trying to snatch at me, almost falling off her chair. "Hey guys, I think I got something. Look!" Melody said excitedly. "Demolishing spell. It says that it can be used on any beast of hell. It needs the strength of a few witches. The more the better," She explained.

I asked, readjusting my position to listen better. "Well, they are practically descendants of old species. Most likely in the last two hundred years, they had an ancestor who was a part of the supernatural community. Mostly, these are witches in particular who decided to mate with humans. Sometimes Magic dies in family lines, especially when they continuously mix with those that are not their kind, in this case-humans. Blood is forgotten and they and their descendants fade into nothing. But of course, magic can never really be completely gone, that's why once every other generation from the descendants of every forgotten ancient blood, a finder, a glimpse, or a hunter is born." "What are tho

“Because it wasn’t meant to be. The spell wasn’t just targeting minds—it was targeting history. Legacy. It wanted to erase the Amadeus name from existence.” She looks at us both now. “And because the spell was fueled by ancestral magic—and because they used a sacred relic as the anchor—there was no reversing it. Not without destroying the land. Not without tearing apart the very foundation of your bloodline.” “And at that moment, there was no time to do any of that”. Her eyes focus on Dominicus.

"It's time to get serious." I activated an instantaneous spell and blasted it towards the demons one after the other. Meanwhile, the sorcerers are trying to erect a defensive spell, "As if I would let you…." I said and activated to decrypt their enchantments and nullify them. "It's time to erase a big chunk of them…." My eyes glowed intensely and a large orb of swirling dark energy slowly formed on my palms, "Deus Ex Mortem, heed my call. To bring forth destruction to this world's damned souls!"

He dispersed his sword, moving his left arm embedded with relics in the air, displaying he was going to use the extremity of his powers to end this monster now. Black patterns extended to his whole arm. All the way to his left eye, turning it scarlet. Everyone was taken aback to find Zadicus this dire. They all moved back, Persephone was speechless, feeling the unbeatable power releasing from Zadicus. Curling his hands in a fist, his jaw clenched. With a tear rolling down, he cast his spell. “Compel the fiends to your hellish fire. Ravage their soul with your desire. Bind them to your world; Take him to the dimension of Katastrofi.”