Grimoire Online Novels & Stories

“Hell no. I can't get used to a new Pack. The Vulcan Pack remains the only pack I can boast of. It's the only pack I am comfortable in, which is why I really want to do everything within my powers to make sure that the Alpha comes back to the pack.” “I'm glad you agree to this. Though, I'm still distressed. I mean, we have no idea about the Vampires and where their base truly is. How am I supposed to find out where they took him?” “For this, I think we would need the powers from an old grimoire. Though I don't have that.” “What? What is a grimoire in the first place?” “A grimoire is a book of witches. I used to have one, but over the years, I lost mine. And ever since then, I haven't had the

I looked back to Luna and answered “Yes” “Okay, let’s start.” She stood up and gathered some things from her altar and looked at us while holding the things we needed. “Let’s begin,” She said with a smile. She asked me and Devon to sit on the floor while she is preparing her things for her spell. She gathers the things she needs like white candles, incense, crystals and a black book. She sat in front of me and asked me if I'm ready. I answered “Yes.” She explained to me that the spell that she will do is to open a portal or a door to the past. There’s a tendency that I will see and hear things again. That is why she told me to stay calm and don’t be scared. She also told me to tell everythin

"Ms. Booker, your dress is a bit messed up." With that, he reached out under the guise of fixing her tube top and slid his hand inside for a quick grope. In my last life, seeing this had made my blood boil. I had rushed over and punched him in the face. But Ariel had immediately grabbed a bottle of red wine from the table, smashed it over my head, and screamed at me, "Caleb Newman! Mr. Morris came all this way to do your makeup for free! He was just trying to break the ice. How could you be so petty and just hit him? Apologize to Mr. Morris on your knees right now, or the wedding is off!"

This was it. I dropped my backpack and opened it bringing out the things inside, moving into the center of the clearing with the salt first, sprinkling it on the floor in a circle around me. I placed the bowl in the center and poured the water into it, I crushed the Mugwort between my fingers as I sat in a lotus style in the center and opened my grimiore. This was it. I drew a small blade across my palm, the sting barely registering as I dripped the blood into the bowl rippling the moon's reflection.

He looked up from his hand and took in the scene of the Grove. "What is this place?" he asked, fixating on the altar. I debated for a moment, trying to think of how much I should tell him. I thought of Avery. It was her family's relic. What would she say? "Each family has an object or a place that's sacred. It's something that connects us with our power, our ancestors. All the Necromancers that came before us. This is the Manser's Grove." John lowered his hand still in awe. "I can feel the power here." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "It's ancient, pure." He frowned, and looked up at me. "I've felt this before, around our own sacred items."

I followed after Grim as he headed towards Arram who eyed him strangely. "Shouldn't you be doing your queen," he asked, then gasped embarrassingly at seeing me. "I need some gloves so I can handle the ancient grimoire," Grim asked. Arram snapped his fingers and a pair of cotton gloves fell into his lap. He handed them to Grim. Grim gestured for me to follow him. He put on the gloves and grabbed the book and led me to a private sitting room. Grim turned on a side lamp, sat on a couch and patted the space next to him. I sat next to him and watched as he carefully turned the yellowish pages. Grim was reading the information and I grinned slightly seeing the tip of his pink tongue sticking out o

I don't call. What I do instead, which is the version of reaching toward someone I can currently manage, is get up and go to the workbench in the study where Helena left the grimoire, and I open it to the page I have been reading for two weeks, the one with the older working, the one that requires a cost I have been building up to paying. I read it again. Then I read it a third time.

I quickly opened it only to realise that it was ‘A grimoire’ A Grimoire is a WITCH book of magic, typically including instructions on how to create magical objects like talismans and amulets; also they contain instructions on how to perform magical spells, charms and divination. I thoroughly saw this Grimoire ; it was made of ‘Night fall Wood’, one of the rarest wood which is found only in forest of northern shadow forest , also it had several inscriptions carved on its cover, there was a an amulet place on it which was in shape of what looked like a fish tail… I was busy looking at this Grimoire when all of sudden I found that female karkinos ghost now stating right in front of me.. “AAAA

Every tree, every rock, every gust of wind seemed to whisper of dangers lurking just beyond the horizon. Lia’s wrist-mark had been flaring with more intensity over the past few days, the power within her growing stronger, and yet more volatile. The strange "Mirror Soul" ability—this gift, or curse—was becoming harder to control. Every time she replicated magic, it drained her energy, leaving her weak and vulnerable. But she couldn’t stop. The Heart of the Greykin was still out there, and it was the only hope for her people. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

“I'll find you a grilmor and a Scarlet Witch so do what you have to…” Nicklaus casually mentioned surprising the poor witch for the second time in one day…. “But.. that's….” Celine didn't know how to explain this to him.. A witch’s grimoire isn't something you could easily find or buy from the Market. It is a rare book of elders which contains powerful spells including Blackmagic.. This book has been lost for years after an Elder hid it somewhere no one would ever find it..