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For a second, he doubted his own sanity. “Mmmhh,” he had read a headline and it was about a spell which was a bit dark it included using blood and fire magic he had decided to memorize it hoping it would work. He could feel the echo of his voice stronger like the hallway was empty yet it wasn't. From his pocket, he pulled a worn slip of parchment a rune etched in faded ink, a page he had pulled from a book he saw in the old library, Forbidden magic, Fire-linked. He had spent his entire day researching in the library.

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

She snaps the book shut and ducks out and away from him. “It’s my grimoire. Not something for you to read.” She says primly. Harry opens his mouth to argue but I lean over and poke him in the arm. Hard. “Leave it Harry.” I warn. We need this information, besides, intruding on her privacy is not likely to help him win her affections or trust. Harry reluctantly steps away and begins to wander the room, looking at the shelves. “Hands in your pockets Harrison.” Cam orders without looking up from her grimoire. Harry rolls his eyes but complies to her demand. After a few minutes of flicking through pages Cam smiles and closes the book with a soft thud.

Hell never stayed the same long enough to get bored. Which was good. Kaelith hated being bored. The ground beneath him cracked open again with a loud, satisfying snap, spilling molten fire upward like it had something to prove. A creature with too many limbs crawled out of it, shrieking like it had just discovered existence and already regretted it. Kaelith glanced at it. “Yeah, same,” he muttered. The creature lunged at him. He did not move at first. He let it get close. Very close. Close enough that it thought it had a chance.

Countless books lined the shelves. Leaning forward, I picked up an old, rusty spellbook. After brushing off the dust and cobwebs, I opened it to find potions, magics, and spells of all kinds. “But how do I know which is the right one?” I wondered aloud. A brief silence followed. Then, a noise came from the back. My heart skipped. Moving closer to investigate, I spotted a small, aged book on the floor. Picking it up, I skimmed the first few pages. The book focused mainly on werewolves. Opening it further, my eyes widened—there, written boldly on the middle page, were potions, spells, and a cure for werewolf illness.

said Aubrey, the boy's hands raised above his head, the gesture infuriatingly eye-catching. My whole body is emitting blue fire, the fire of goblins can burn the body world, this is completely real. It's even stronger than the fire of hell, I don't use that kind of dangerous magic very often but right now, I want to use it to kill Aubrey. If it weren't for saving him, I wouldn't have lost Ancanta's diary, the owner of the bookstore, Ancio tried to keep it for me, and in an instant I lost it. Aubrey continued to casually move forward despite my anger reaching its climax. I used my hand to throw a fireball of goblin towards him as if to vent my anger, what good is the son of Hades? Could a chi

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she teased as she passed the flame from the lighter around the surface of the spoon until she could barely hold the handle. She gave me no warning as she placed the burning hot spoon firmly against the bleeding wound. The pain was fierce, but the bleeding stopped. So, it was worth it. With Abigail’s assistance, I made my way into Morena’s room and began snooping around for something that looked like it might have played a role in the spell she cast on her fireballs. I was about ready to give up when I came across an ancient, dog-eared, grimoire with a page marker in it. I opened the book and smiled as I read the spell she used. Without a moment’s hesitation, I waved my hand over the book

"My little Stefan, you are such a clever boy. Thank you, I think I will just do that." Before I burst out in tears, I follow Edward outside. The very hole that we stood over with the Windchaser boys where we burned the bodies of the Ancients is the same hole where Edward tosses every single page of the Book of Spells. It only takes him one flick of his hand, and it is set alight. We stand and watch as every corner of every page is burned to asses.

The book has a black leather cover and on the center of the cover, there is a glass bulging bubble that's filled with some kind of red liquid. Please don't be blood. I bend to pick up the book and stumble back a bit. It's heavy and I lug it into the room kicking the door shut with the back of my heel before moving to sit down on my bed. "Who left you at my door." I openly think as I read over the cover. Elgadah Furrucci presents. Advanced Spells and Enchantments. English translation. The words are printed in italics across the cover. I run my hand over the cover and I can feel the light layer of dust on it. My hand stops at the glass bubble and I avoid touching that part.