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The tiny print and the archaic language of this book made it even more difficult. I adjusted my position so more light could go on the page and started to read aloud. “If the spirit so wicked is known to be obliterated—why not just say when an evil spirit is destroyed? Then a fraction of the wicked essence may be detached and float through the ethers until it lands on one whose humors are imbalanced.” I started and reread that section a few times. Did it mean that when an evil spirit was destroyed, it could leave pieces behind and attach to other people? What did the humor have to do with it? Was it talking about depressed people?

Hunter crossed his arms tightly. “So the psychotic void exile potentially has access to the spirit world now.” “When you say it like that, it sounds bad,” Chaos muttered. Hunter stared at him flatly. “It is bad.” Queen Genoviva looked deeply troubled. “The spirit realm is unstable enough already.” I frowned slightly. “What does the book do?” Order answered immediately. “It contains ancient transition rituals.” Cold spread through me instantly. Transition. Transformation. Ascension. Power transfer. The possibilities hit all at once. Chaos looked furious now.

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My head was spinning of all I had witnessed. I realized this evening that I should have been so much better to my fellow priestesses for so long and I regretted it all. I made a new proclamation to myself to take more notice of all of them and truly get to know their spirits in their hearts. I was even more grateful for Laura, Caroline, and even Sophia for being so brave. We agreed to speak further after my birthday ceremony and I’d hoped I could match up to all of their dreams of who my wolf could be. I was getting more nervous by the minute and thought Laura could be crazy for thinking my wolf would be powerful because after that slap by her, The High Priestess, I felt like anything co

While reading it, Fiona came across a spell in the book and she read out the spell and performed the ritual accompanying it. She had no idea it would work, she thought perhaps it was just a myth written by another author whose language was purely hyperbolic. Two days after Fiona had cast the spell, she began to see demons and spirits calling her name and asking her to come to them. At first, she had thought it was hallucinations. It had to be.

Spirit stood before us but her manic smile wasn’t the one that had made me take a step back, no it was the large residue of black soot that took over the wall behind her and had a figure like that of a horned goat that had astonished me. This figure had been famous in books to have connection to demonic entities and I wasn’t sure if this was true but even to see it formed at such a large scale was already boggling enough. “You like it? My lord gave me power and now you will be able to feel it too,” Spirit said with a chuckle and I wondered if there was truly any escape possible if we weren’t even dealing with something that was of this earth.

But this was not what Caitlin wanted: she needed to heal Scarlet, not kill her. As she finished yet another book and slid it aside, with still no mention of healing anywhere, she began to feel a sense of despair. She lifted the final book on the stack, a small, leather-bound volume with a red spine, entitled De Fascino Libri Tres by Leonardo Vairo. Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries.

Per say no time had passed at all up here , it had only been three minutes since he left. He went towards her, bending down to kiss her on her forehead. A silent prayer for her to come back to him. Taking out the book Hades had given to him, he walked over to his reading nook, sat down and started reading. The book was about necromancy and didn't ways to perform them, writing by the necromancer himself of course. It was even signed for Hades. Raphael rolled his eyes and seeing that he'd tried most of these spells he flipped through the book a bit until a peculiar practice caught his eye. The text was about raising someone who's spirit hadn't left their bodies yet. It was quite a stretch but

Her tightly clenched fists and white-knuckled grip showed her displeasure at the turn of events, which made me smirk. "Now, let's begin the real trial," the chief spirit judge said, but then paused and muttered some ancient, mystical words that I couldn't comprehend. To my surprise, a large, ornate book appeared in his hands. He was definitely the spirit judge. The book had a leather cover, intricately embossed with mysterious symbols that seemed to shimmer in the light. "This book is called the Book of Life," the chief spirit judge announced, holding it up for everyone to see. The room fell silent, captivated by the book's sudden appearance.

But Titus said nothing and just kept quiet as he continued to listen to Lola’s story and walked towards the secret room that held Pearl’s dark sorcery book. Staring at the forbidden book on dark magic made by Pearl gave me goosebumps, even Lola didn’t dare to come closer after she managed to lock it so that it wouldn’t be detected by other witches, glancing at Titus who had also looked in my direction, we both thought that this couldn’t be fake. “The book won’t affect someone who doesn’t have blood magic, but your mate might not” Lola informed Titus who looked at me before nodding. He slowly approached the book and sure enough, nothing happened when he touched it.