Easy Revenge Spells Novels & Stories

I refocused on the book in front of me with renewed effort. It didn't take long before books started coming in. I laid them out in front of me. The spells varied. There were pregnancy spells, summoning your dead relative spells, changing time spells, and bringing someone back for the dead. The biggest question was, which one was the darkness up to? My finger ran over one line in a book. "This one here. It takes six blood relatives and ten thousand souls." "What's that one do?" She asked. "It's an immortality spell."

That’s quite tricky, huh! After a while, my attention has been diverted to Acanta who was just observing the whole situation since then. What was she planning to do? Astonishment engulfed me when she suddenly moved her arms, preparing to cast a powerful spell. “Re-creation Magic: Seizing Dark Knights of Purification,” she said calmly. My eyes got wider as I’ve heard her uttering her spell. She just made a new spell out of our spells. She was not merely copying our spells, she’s recycling them to create a stronger one. That was so cool. Well, that’s why it named Re-creation magic because it allows her to produce a new spell out of spells she already saw. And she can amplify or double the effe

Shanna seems to be watching me because when I glance up at her, she is staring back at me. “How do you end a spell? You said that you end a curse by casting it twice,” I question, looking away from her penetrating stare and back to the book. “Great question!” she cries. “Spells are normally negated by casting the opposing spell. For example, if I cast a sleep spell on you right now, you would fall asleep. When I want you to wake up, I would cast this spell to cancel out the first one.” She points to the spell I was just studying. I nod in understanding. For lycans, spells and curses are canceled with an opposing spell. That makes breaking out of this curse much easier, but are there restrict

Feel free to 'bully' me all you want! [Mr. Shannon, don't wake up from your lovestruck daze just yet. Consider me first.] As the wave of comments rolled in, my X began to skyrocket in followers, quickly reaching 500,000. With Shannon Corp.'s reputation recovering, I shut off the live stream. Then, I stood up and looked at Evonne. "Your Ange is so pure, huh? Well, let me give you a special gift then." I sent her a document. After going through it, Evonne's face instantly turned pale. She then spun around and slapped Angelo across the face. "You're disgusting, Angelo Zambrano!"

"We can bring the baby back and save Annie too Alpha and Dante went quiet. Just the mere thought of Sanguine sanguis servatur sent shivers down their spine. Their witch mother also Kael and Dante’s mother taught them an extremely dangerous resurrection spell. She called it Sanguine sanguis servatur— By blood, blood is preserved. It's a resurrection spell they could only do once in a lifetime. It can't be repeated. It's a one-time ticket so you must choose wisely who you use it to resurrect. But it also came with a prize. Only her true-blood sons—Not Alpha, only Dante and Kael can do this spell. She made it clear that the spell was a gift and also a burden.

His eyes changed color back to golden, collecting all his breath in his attack, ready to burn everything to the crisp and end the pests ruining his peace. Daphne smirked victoriously, the moment he released his fire Daphne cast her spell again. Crossing her arms, her eyes gleamed with white, opening a third eye on her forehead which flowed snow white blood as she cast her spell. “Halt the ignorant ones from grazing the purest skin. Discard their proximity as they don’t deserve to be your kin. Shatter the homes they live in- Ultimate Repel.” The fire stopped and Randall used his strongest spell, “Behold the agony of land; Earth’s Anger!” Randall cast his spell.

I cast and feel the energy sucking out of me, but it doesn’t do anything to awaken the triplets. Jared laughs, his eyes telling me how much of a failure he counts me as. Breathing in, I reach deeper. “Impero terrae, audi verba mea, et adhae-rere omni petitioni meae. Hanc maledictionem averte et innocentem sana.” Dragging my sentences, I lay emphasis on each word, making sure that my intention is well understood by the air. When I finish the spell, my eyes glow brightly, telling me how much of my energy the venom sucks just to get the triplets back to a healing state.

The combination of the two was a force to be reckoned with, leaving Lucifer stunned and struggling to comprehend the scope of the destruction unfolding before him. The Gravitation Field, once a support spell deemed useless in battle, was reborn under the unknown person's mastery. It was as if the very fabric of magic had been rewoven, imbuing the spell with a new, formidable purpose. "I am here for retaliation," I declared, my gaze fixed on Lucifer. Each memory of the children's suffering, etched in my mind like a scar, fueled my determination. With a swift motion, I summoned the Staggering Smite, a bright magic circle materializing instantly. The spell's energy coursed through the air, stri

Sweat covered her face, but there was a smug look on her face. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She rasped, her eyes glittering with pure excitement, "A soul-thread. One of the oldest and most precise spells in the craft of witches. You'll be stunned by all I know now with just six weeks of studying my new powers. One wrong move, one spark of interference from your lightning, and it severs. Your Elijah will die instantly and unfortunately, your Motherly Powers, as vast as they might be, cannot revive the dead," As Eleanor said so, she pressed her fingers closer, and the thread quivered. Elijah let out a strangled groan as blood bubbled at the corner of his mouth.

Black veins began crawling under my skin, spreading, reaching, trying to root deeper. My breath hitched, “No, no, no,” I clenched my hands. And forced myself to focus. It would kill me. Pull it back, Elara. Come on. I recited the reversal spell, “Ahhh,” I screamed as it resisted. God—it resisted. It wanted to stay. To own me. Never! I screamed, forcing the energy back, dragging it out of myself piece by piece. It burned as it felt like my soul was being ripped out alive.