Forbidden Spells Novels & Stories

I forced my eyes back to the glass vase in my hands and polished it with extra care, determined to focus on the work. But even as I tried, my traitorous gaze flicked toward Derick one more time. Alora moved gracefully beside me, demonstrating how to properly polish the crystal vases. “Like this, Hazel. Gentle circles,Derick hates streaks.” Her voice was kind, patient, and it only made the guilt twist harder in my chest. I nodded, repeating her motions while my eyes kept betraying me.The dirty thoughts kept flooding in my mind as i saw the way his fingers moved while typing on his laptop.

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"

The words sat heavy between us. “Why,” I asked. “Why would you do that for me.” She tilted her head slightly, studying my face like she was deciding how honest to be. “Because they were not taking you to contain you and beside Jayden our lives are now linked together,” she said. “They were taking you to erase you.” My chest tightened. “And because,” she added more softly, “i can’t lose you Jayden, I don’t want to.” I swallowed. “What does forbidden spell even mean,” I asked. “What did it cost you.”

Kylian shook his head and said, "This is no protective charm! This is a very malicious transfer spell. It is also known as 'the misfortune substitute.' It can transfer one person's bad luck, illness, and fatigue onto another. "The person on the receiving end becomes the substitute who gets all the bad things in life. They will gradually lose their vitality and become increasingly unlucky. This spell had long been banned. I didn't expect someone would still be using it." Kylian's words confirmed all my suspicions. "Mr. Slade, do you have a way to undo it?" I asked urgently. "It's very difficult. Once the contract is formed, it's hard to sever it unless one party dies," Kylian answered grimly.

His dark eyes would sometimes linger on me in ways that made my skin crawl, but then he'd look away like I disgusted him. The silver birthmark on my shoulder had always been my deepest secret. It was about the size of a chicken egg, depicting a crescent moon wrapped in thorny vines that seemed to move in certain light. The old pack shaman had warned me years ago that it was a mark of ancient magic and that I should keep it hidden at all costs. "Some marks bring power," she'd whispered, "but others bring danger." The storage shed door creaked open wider, and I quickly wiped my tears, trying to compose myself. My heart nearly stopped when Sarah stepped inside, her beautiful face lit by the moo

“Gabriel’s plans have gone too far. He’s lost sight of everything, blinded by power. I may be many things, but I won’t stand by and watch him destroy Silverwood Falls.” Nathanial and I exchanged a glance, both of us wary but hopeful. We needed all the help we could get. “What do you know about the spell he’s trying to complete?” I asked. Marcus led us down a series of winding passages, his voice low and urgent. “The spell Gabriel seeks to cast is ancient, one that binds the very essence of werewolves to his will. With it, he can control them completely, using their power for his own ends. But the ritual requires a significant sacrifice—Gabriel needs the blood of a chosen one to complete it.”

A sudden thought struck me, and I sat up, my heart racing and only one name that came into my mind that is Lisa. I grabbed my phone with shaky hands and dialed her number. After two rings, she answered, her voice warm and familiar. “Emma! It’s been so long! How are you?” Desperation choked my voice. “Lisa, I need your help.” Concern immediately laced her tone. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” “You have to cast a spell on me,” I begged. “Erase my memory Lisa or i will die in his memory.” Silence. For a long moment, she didn’t speak. I could only hear the faint sound of her breathing on the other end. Finally, she whispered, “Are you insane? Magic like that is forbidden. It’s been banned in

The dreams were a tumultuous mix of desire and darkness, a reflection of the tangled web I found myself entangled in. The whispers of the charms and the warnings of my grandmother echoed in my mind, a constant reminder that something ominous loomed over me. I knew that I couldn't escape the journey that lay ahead, the journey into the heart of the supernatural, where the lines between desire and danger blurred, and where secrets waited to be revealed. And as I gazed at the obsidian stones of the bracelet, I couldn't help but wonder what lay in store for me, what horrors and revelations awaited in the world that existed just beyond the shadows.

Black shelves loomed like shadows of sin—cold steel, dark leather, polished glass. The tools sat in perfect order: crops, flóggers, díldos, plúgs, pàddles, clàmps, a violet wand cradled in velvet, gàgs in various shapes, ànal hooks, ropes, hoods, and restraints. It wasn’t decoration. It was declaration. Every piece had drawn cries. Every piece had made someone submit.

Wyatt heard a man’s voice say. “NO! It’s your fault thinking that covering money that was never going to be directly touched by her in your energy would actually work, It’s not my fault you and your siblings are so damn stupid. It’s really amazing that Abaddon lets you even attempt to collect souls.” That time it was Daniel.