Disenchantment Novels & Stories

I slowly shifted into a sitting position, massaging my temples and groaning. The enchantment spell that the wizard used on me must have waned off. I quickly chanted a cleansing spell to rid my body of any residue from the enchantment spell the wizard had cast. My skin tingled unpleasantly, the sensation akin to being pricked by a thousand tiny needles as remnants of the spell left my skin. Enchantment spells are very powerful and as long as there is any residue left in me, the wizard can easily regain his control over my body. I shuddered in horror at the thought of losing myself due to an enchantment spell.

With a wave of a hand she dispelled of any funny odor on her and applied lip gloss on her lips and covered the swell that Keaton left. She joined her family in the room and the group were done with their talk. “Did you have a pleasant conversation?” “Yes, we did.” “Oh, that’s good then. I may have an idea what you spoke about but please give me some time to think about it and I will tell you my decision in seven days,” Enchantia said as she looked at everyone in the room. Since she had said that they decided to let the matter go and wait patiently for them. “We will wait for your decision then,” Aya resigned to their fate. At least she was still warm towards them and not hostile.

The rest of the six are all in their last 7th one, as this one is in the utter reality of the coming doom he mostly waits for. Yet. “Just how far can your sins take you?” With his mood ruined as he immediately stops his pleasure of an hour, he snaps his finger and fast as everything vanishes and the transmutation circle of protection and spell of concealment is gone and deactivated. His once and somewhat plastered sinister smile slowly becomes gloom, with irritation and hate as those words flashback within his mind.

There was a lot more to enchanting than what has been written in books. "Xara is right, a celebration is definitely in order," King Fitzroy along with Vienna Devos, the head of the Imperial Enchantment Department and Xasha's Grandmother came up from behind. They had been checking the other mana pools and magic circles one last time using a 3rd party. This was Xasha’s idea. Humans are inherently biased, therefore it’s never good to grade your own work.

However, this time Chelsea didn't listened and increased her mana to summon Enchantress back - she already got Ron injured all because she agreed to his plan and now , she cannot allow her familiar to get seriously injured as well for her sake . Enchantress howled in indignation but still returned , vanishing in thin air . " juniper " whispered Chelsea , ignoring the harsh * thump * * thump* of her heart , she have really pushed herself past her limits today and that made her feel nauseous but they weren't safe yet behind her she could hear the loud horrible screeches of the deviuture who realized that it have lost its meal .

Thus, the genius’s soul slowly nourished the caster’s soul power. At the first stage, one might not feel it. But as time passed, the more painful it became. The soul of the enchanted person would be consumed and worn down slowly. More importantly, due to the soul of the great person, the enchanted person’s flesh and body would be affected by a kind of divine order energy. The effect was similar to poisoning, which was actually… the process of constantly sacrificing the flesh and subliminally. In the end, it was similar to possessing because the flesh was completely controlled by others.

I whisper, and soon, the lizards start fighting eachother. "Bezzivotny." I say, and they fall lifeless, rigid, I bite my lips, feeling something breaking in me, but knowing this is something I have to do, it's about keeping my family safe, protecting Zoe from death. ____ Dark Enchantment involves infusing ordinary objects with dark energies, which can range from every day items such as jewelry, weapons to more specialized object with dark power. I place the hair pins, necklace, wrist watches, men necklaces, rings and earrings on the table. the plan is to enchant these objects, and give them to everyone, maybe Lily, the girls and I could come together and make more, but these should be enough

I say, before rereading the prophecy. When the flower of spring Eases the pain of night She will begin to heal He who is broken "Okay, that part makes sense. Although, similar to what GoldMoon told us, the word ‘broken’ isn’t exactly accurate. Dominic isn't broken, he was abused and scarred.” “It’s semantics, Princess, just like with the Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind, or as we now call it, The Gift of the Ceryneian Hind, Dominic is described as broken. Maybe the prophecy used that word because he can’t shift.”

MIA'S POV As I delicately turned the worn pages of the Book of Enchantments, my eyes widened in disbelief. Each incantation revealed a darker secret, a more malevolent power than the last. The ancient script described spells that could rend the very fabric of reality, summon creatures from the shadows, and manipulate minds with a mere whisper. My heart quickened as I stumbled upon a page filled with vicious curses, each word practically dripping with malice. The realization struck me like a physical blow – this book, revered for its enchantments, was a weapon of unimaginable destruction.

Though her dramatic, hyperbolic words had her spellbound and greatly amused at first, the longer she listened to it, the more she realized it didn't give her any clue or a concrete direction about what she was going to do. "You are an enchantress. It's your blessing and your curse. The man your heart most desires cannot escape. He may deny you, he may try to flee but your charm will bind him tighter than any chain. The helpless soul cannot go far."