Evil Spell Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Two days ago, Sheera had checked Elke's book and found a spell that could eradicate whatever was going on with the land. She went over to the area that was infected, took off her necklace and closed her eyes. But just as she was about to start the spell, she felt a negative energy. Her eyes flew open as her face crumpled up in a frown. The energy...what she felt. It was as though the air around her had turned thick with something foul - a dark oppressive energy that made her skin crawl. The stench wasn't coming from the rotten crops. No, this was something different. Something malevolent.

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.

The moment I had my hands on my swallow, a devilish voice echoed the whole place, "is that all you got?" The fog froze in the air and Elspeth used a duplication spell, turning herself into numbers of illusions. I stood on the corner of the coliseum surrounded by her. The look in her eyes, were the same look when I first beat her up right in front of our father. She deserved it though.

“Oh wow, come this way to the club house.” We both followed Cherry to the back of the club and up the stairs to the second floor. The club house reminded me of a very over lavish bachelor penthouse. As we walked through the door we were met by a small petite blonde, with light green blue eyes, and looking very sexy even for her size. “Hi Mr. Baphomet, Mr. Demogorgon, my name is Tequila and Angel will be right back with the cigarettes. So, are there any drinks that either of you would like to start off with this evening?”

she voiced with a stressed-out tone. "There's more of that thing?" Ruby asked in alarm. "Quite, but not of the same kind. This one's a real Evil Eye. It blasts a dark energy at everything that it sees moving, completely decimating things and leaving behind nothing more than ashes. I've currently trapped it in the basement. It will be quite a work but Venrir and I can handle it however that thing is something I can't contain alone. And I doubt that it will wait until I finish with this one before he kills someone."

Iapetus said, "And he said, it's mostly likely to be a Vita Collybus spell." That said, Iapetus just stood there and look at them, as if waiting for some sudden enlightenment. "Well?" Erebus said. "Isn't that obvious?" Iapetus looked genuinely surprised. "We are not expert on spell, Iapetus." Metis said with extraordinary patience. "Yes, of course. But--" Iapetus still seemed shocked. "So what's a Vita Collybus spell?" Kitty just plainly asked what was on all the others' minds. "What does it sound like--" Iapetus said with a grinning smile. He cannot help his passion when it comes to riddles.

Eros said “I've checked him, I have good and bad news, which do you want to hear?” “Bad news” “He is under a spell, I couldn't identify the source or how long, it's something called a hush spell” “Hush?” “Yeah, it's mostly used to prevent a person for spilling secrets” “So he knows something he's not meant to know then, is that what you're saying?” “Yes, she nodded, unfortunately, he may have tried to reveal it earlier, hence his current situation” I nodded, “thinking back, he was indeed trying to tell me something, he did try to mention something about Zarael but suddenly went mute”

Mar repeated the drawing over the first one with silvery sand and suddenly cried out: - Furfur! - Go away, Mar, then I myself. Melissa tossed her bag aside, her eyes fixed on a male figure with branching deer antlers and bat wings. Her hands rested on the pentagram, causing the gunpowder to flare up and turn the silvery dust into a viscous mass that completes the magic circle. “Help me, spirits of the dead witches of Cleves, are you here?” She tossed her head and rose into the air, spinning a fiery whirlwind under her. “Where else would you be if not in the Underworld.

he says and stomps off. “What was that about?” Haley ask “Is everything alright here?” David asks. “I saw the evil eye of envy on his wife’s arm and offered my help..." “The evil eye of what?” Haley asks. “It’s a demon curse that is placed on someone by malevolent glare when the person is not aware. I read it in one of Father Frank’s journals.” “The wife is hexed?” David asks. “Yea I think. The mark on her arm looked like Gyllou’s curse.”

I have to track its origins. ‘Spirits of the earth, heed my call. Grant thy humble servant’s request.’ Leila closes her eyes and mutters once again, hoping to catch the suspect. Nothing. She can feel the magic flowing through her veins but everything was black. She was sure she uttered the correct spell. She tries once more. This time, she’s tracing where the target location of the teleportation spell is. Black again. “What’s the verdict?” Chris demands. “Good news. I was able to decipher that it has indeed been enchanted. Bad news. I cannot trace the spell’s origins nor can I find the target location.”