Doctor Strange Spell Novels & Stories

"I am surprised it took that long though. You are normally known to finish in a shorter amount of time." Killian fished out a bottle of beer, downing it all in one gulp. "They had charms." "How miserable. It didn't work then." They shared a laugh and Killian moved closer to see what the Doc was working on. "What's this?" " A spell. It should help with Alexander's situation." Killian laughed, nudging Doc's shoulder. "You are so clever…" He was cut off by a loud explosion, which sent the cabin rattling.

One by one, I added the ingredients into the boiling pot and watched with an evil delight as the liquid boiled. As the moonrays danced around the doll I held aloft, I knew it was time to complete the spell. With quick movements, I tossed the doll into the boiling liquid and closed my eyes, my lips beginning to move in silent incantation. “Spirits of forgetfulness, heed my call. Consume this thread that binds my son to his love and destroy the love within. Let this spell be complete. So mote it be.” My breath caught in my throat as the liquid in the pot began to bubble with intensity, the boiling reaching a feverish pitch that forced me to take a step back. The liquid seemed to take on a life

His magic was pissed and wanted to save its mate but needed more time to heal Michael and clear a vein in his hand so I could get the blood I needed. Drax watched as others watched from outside the barrier of the room and the looks of fascination on their faces got me every time. Once I retrieved the blood, we left the room and walked back to the room designated for spells. Marsha and I mixed his blood with the potion and we started the spell, and while doing the spell we heard a loud thud and Drax was passed out on the floor. We stopped to see if he was okay, and I smiled to myself, and said, "He will be fine, he needs a little rest," before returning to my chanting, winking my eye at her.

The doctor had finished sewing the opening of the corpse and was now making strange gestures with his hands on the body; as the spell increased in intensity. This curious procedure made Viktor's stomach turn. Every gesture the doctor made was burned into his memory. The incomprehensible words of the spell reverberated in his mind as if they were familiar.

“Now, the queen said she’ll fix your mates…trust that she’ll do as she promised.” The group of wolves part, opening a path to the infirmary door for me. “Thank you,” I whisper to Drummond as I walk past him. “It won’t take long,” I say a little louder so everyone can hear me. “Reversing the spell is quick and simple.” The haggard-looking doctor opens the door for me and stands back so I can enter. “Goddess, that lot,” he mutters. “You’d think you castrated their mates the way they’re going on.”

I thought as a slight tears dropped from my eyes. I raised up my heads and saw Dracon casting a spell but I don’t know why he was casting it. It was an healing spell but not just a normal healing spell, a powerful healing spell, the one that doesn’t just work on normal wolves or witches but a very powerful one. “What is happening ?” I questioned myself but my head was blank because they was no answer to my question. Dracon was still casting the spell when he started loosing consciousness and blood was slowly gushing from his nose.

In a nod, Lorenzo drags Tasha to the bed. “I'm going to kill you kole Delacourt. I'm going to kill you!!!” Tasha screams. “Sheesh! You want to kill everyone.” Kole replies nonchalantly, going through a old memoir. “What's that?” I ask him. “An old memoir I write my spells in. I'm trying to find the exorcism spell… Ahh yes, there it is.” Kole smiles at me. “Have you used this spell before?” I ask looking for a little assurance to ease my wrecking nerves.

“We need to hurry and do this spell before I’m powerless.” We went back inside quickly and gathered around her kitchen table. Xander stood at the doorway, keeping watch of the dark curse with a grave look on his face. “We have less than a minute,” he announced. “Do the spell quickly!” Hazel began to speak the spell in her Latin tongue; as she spoke, a gust of wind whooshed around her house, lifting our hair up and around our faces. The table began to shake wildly as she clutched the bowl firmly in her hands.

Alexa told her not to trust anyone and not ask anyone for help unless it was life or death. She could only rely on herself. Mercedes remembered one of the spells that she read about. The health revitalizing spell. At that time, she thought it was just a trivial spell and didn't give too much thought, but luckily she still remembers how to perform it. With great description, she went back to her room as quickly as her body could allow her.

Morwen had drawn symbols on the floor around the table with what looked like chalk. "Stand outside the circle," she instructed. "Do not step inside it or you will disrupt the spell." Dante and I moved to stand against the wall while Morwen took the strands of Soraya's hair and placed them in the bowl. Then she added the vial of my blood and several other ingredients I did not recognize. She began chanting in a language I had never heard before. The words seemed to make the air vibrate and the symbols on the floor started to glow. The contents of the bowl caught fire but it was not a normal fire. The flames were blue and white and they did not produce any smoke.