Happiness Spell Novels & Stories

“We need to hurry and do this spell before I’m powerless.” We went back inside quickly and gathered around her kitchen table. Xander stood at the doorway, keeping watch of the dark curse with a grave look on his face. “We have less than a minute,” he announced. “Do the spell quickly!” Hazel began to speak the spell in her Latin tongue; as she spoke, a gust of wind whooshed around her house, lifting our hair up and around our faces. The table began to shake wildly as she clutched the bowl firmly in her hands.

Alice “How dare you?” she spat you shall all pay for doing this she rose up with her hands in the air she casted her first spell “ sabtagos min paria” a storm like cloud formed around them understanding the spell and it’s significance Alice casted a spell at the nick if time

she said scratching the back of her head. "That could work too. However, I would like to make a proposal to you. If you don't feel uncomfortable with it tell me or you could decline. Would you like to live with me here I can take care of all your needs. You don't need to go back serving those stupid cousins of yours. If you are ready to give me your answer I would be waiting," I offered and she looked like she was about to cry. "Thanks but we have something urgent at hand. The name of the spell I'm about to teach you is called the bond spell. Now you have to fully acknowledge your love for the person you are to use it on all else it won't work," she directed.

I say, without mentioning how this all relates to her being my mate. Harper just shrugs, still confused. “I don’t understand… but that's okay! I’m still so happy to have this magic book! I can’t wait to try all these spells! Oh! Which spell should I learn first?” My back straightens like a well-educated coach, ready to teach a very important class. “The cleaning spell would be a good place to start! And then the room expansion spell.” “Hmm... Why?” “Because I can’t stand this terrible living environment anymore!”

Plus, Alpha’s are spiteful, arrogant creatures. This spell was probably Sire’s punishment for daring to be an enemy. I clap my hands together, the sound ringing through the trees. “So, shall we dig him up or something?” Hazel gapes at me. “No, absolutely not. That’s disturbing, first of all, and second, it’s a spell, it’s cannot be broken by a shovel.” I giggle. “So what, the ground is impenetrable?” “Let’s not find out," she grumbles, shaking her head hopelessly.

It wasn't at all what she meant, but spells were fickle like that, so long as it was a heart, it could work. With a deep, shuddering breath, Hailey's gaze fixed upon the heart, her eyes reflecting a potent mixture of fear, hope, and determination. She knew the risks involved in the spell she was about to perform – the perilous dance on the precipice of forbidden magic, the line between life and death that she was about to traverse. But for the sake of Myla, she couldn't allow herself to be daunted.

Everything I had ever hoped it would smell like if the rumors were true, that you could sense your mark mate’s excitement. “You have my consent. I want to make love to you.” Her words are a beacon to my soul. “Before we start, though. I need to make sure you agree.” “Agree to what?” Confusion washes over me as I try to remember if she said something that I have already forgotten. “I am going to use a spell as we climax. In order for it to work and for it to protect you, you need to agree to it. Magic always comes at a price, so you need to agree to give your orgasm as payment.” “Will I still feel it and remember it?” “It will feel no different to you. We are just giving our orgasms power and

I couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong, how our once unbreakable bond had shattered so suddenly. The room seemed to echo with my silent questions, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls. I tried to focus on the spell before me, pouring my energy and emotions into its creation. It was a way to channel my pain, to transform it into something tangible and powerful. With each incantation and gesture, I hoped to find solace, to mend the broken pieces of my heart. The spell became a metaphor for my healing.

Lose the clarity of your gaze, from this moment you will see no more! Jeanne yelps, the spell has worked, she has gone blind. She spreads her trembling hands in front of her and growls. —Very good trick. I must admit, it is... uncomfortable not being able to see where I'm going. - She advances in my direction and I run away without turning my back on her.

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.