Doctor Strange Spell Novels & Stories

A brave student finally decided to step up and tell the Dean what was happening. “So, you’re telling me that ‘that’ is just a medic and a thirteen year old mage having a ‘drill’?” No one else dared to say a word. “Just what is that medic thinking? Why would he use a catastrophic spell against a younger student?!” “Actually sir...” another student piped in. “We think it’s Dorin who used that spell.” “This is level 10 alchemy...” Mordecai said with awe as he stared at the black hole in the sky. “Never mind not being an elementer... the ability to call such a spell... the ability to open a portal to another world is...”

She said, there could be many reasons why the power hasn't been unlocked yet, she said my mom could have known the dangers and made it dormant. Diego performed the spell with much reluctance, stingy bastard. And then came one of the most uncomfortable moments in my life, my head hurt so bad, it felt like a huge hammer was being rammed into my brain, I could only see a grey-white color, my friend's voices were faint and so distant, I could barely make out what they were saying.

We were the only two left unaffected by the spell, I tried to concentrate on the spell as it needed alot of attention, it was hard doing so as we had a missing person at the back of our mind as well. "What spell is this?" Jane asked as she lited the candles " It is an old dancing spell, they'd all dance till they get a cardiac arrest and you know-" " Die." Jane completed whatever she was trying to say. "So do you know how to reverse it?" She asked. "Well I can try." I turned and Whispered to her. In a way I could understand that as much as I wanted to find Neil, I couldn't do it without them. I was trying all I could not to cry, as I could feel the pain haunting me deep down.

Sage said, now really only talking to her professor friend. "Go for it." he assured her in some unspoken question as Sage closed her eyes and ran her finger over the script on my ankle cuff as she spoke some language I had never heard before. Her spell didn't go unnoticed for long as I heard a roar from Drakos, and instantly, Britney, Dana, myself, and even Andy made movements of doubling over in pain. The burning in my chest was so intense. "He's countering the spell.' Sage said as she glowed now, and her eyes had changed to a purple colour before turning slightly black.

“Verbena, vervain and thyme Bring me to the forbidden forests in time Astrally project my being To the place I wish to be seeing Let the power of the elements guide me To the forests that are forbidden to see My will be done, so mote it be” I recite the spell over and over again and I feel my nose start bleeding as a gush of wind starts blowing in Warren’s room and light emanates off my body. “Chloe. You’re bleeding.” Warren says worriedly from beside me but I just ignore him as I continue reciting the spell. The spell has already started and I can’t stop or be distracted. It’s a one-time spell and if I mess it up now, I might not be able to cast it again.

I scrunched my face up in disgust. "Oh, poor sweet soul! You will be gagging out a whole lot of blood when I'm done with you." He rubbed his hands together and grinned. "Not under my watch," Suzy screamed into the air and lept onto the warlock. I jumped on him and seize his hands in case he tries to attempt magic. Suzy began to whisper incantations and the warlock screamed in discomfort and turned ashen. He was covered in sweat so I'm guessing Suzy was boiling his blood till he combusted.

That- That can’t be a normal spell! “And for further punishment- Soul’s Doom.” Monica said snapping her fingers. Her arms turned black all the way up almost to her shoulder. I could hear her chuckling as we all waited in terrified silence. What kind of spell is that?! And you should be writhing in pain! How are you not hurting??

A few of them had symbols next to them and a how-to-use description attached to it. My eyes found the healing spell first. I was desperate. Too desperate to bring him back to me. "Ilkn teluhe Daikvina Narme olf tarhe gldoi woh sbhredante lefil itnao su." It was a task to pronounce the words, but I struggled until the end and repeated it again and again. Before I could think twice about it, I shred the page off and returned the order of the druids on a place on the shelf I could discover if I ever came back.

Osborn stood in front of Rogan. The spiritual pressure from him washed toward Wilbur like a tidal wave. The speed of his spell casting was too fast to be visible. Osborn cast a spell almost instantly. "Curse of the Dead." Osborn struggled to point a finger at Wilbur as if that finger carried the weight of the world behind it. A gray ball of light floated out from his finger and flew toward Wilbur. That was an advanced spell, the Curse of the Dead.

I pleaded to him with my eye gesture praying he understood my point. I guess he understood me, cause he blink his eyes at me in an assuring manner "Speak up!" The Alpha said coming closer toward us "His sickness has no cure" "What???" The Alpha ask looking shocked, for a blink, I saw her eyes flick colors but they changed back to their normal colors immediately "What do you mean?" Alpha Sheila further inquired. "Your majesty his sickness is rare and if he must live, there is only one way"