Hexed Novels & Stories

I turned away quickly, to avoid those glares but I could still feel them burning into my skin. I wanted the ground to open so I could fall inside. "Hi Lucian" that familiar voice came again. I quickly looked up, my heart jumped in fear "It has been a long time Lucian" he said with a smirk on his face. Lucian looked up slowly, his expression was still unreadable, he took time before he could answer. "What do you want, Hex?" So his name is Hex. "Lucian, it’s just a harmless greeting" he scoffed, his eyes was still on me the whole time.

“Well, while trying to make Kai a god, he had jumped his spirit into the body of Rayell.” “How is that even possible?” “Before Kai’s power was drained, Kai had hexed Rayell to kill you. The thing about hexes is that it is a form of dark magic that makes the recipient do as one would wish. I think Kai hexed Rayell to kill you. After Rayell drove the sword into your heart, thereby almost completing the mission Kai gave her, she was to die after you were completely dead. That’s the rule of a hex: once the given goal is completed, the recipient shall die. However, Rayell’s goal wasn’t completed, so she couldn’t exactly die. But Kai

he asked flatly. "And?!" The Terra girl barked, stepping forward. "Professor, that's a high-level breach of conduct! Silent casting is restricted magic! It's dangerous and unregulated!" Professor Hecateus turned around, looking at the girl like she was a particularly dim-witted toddler. "Oh, sit down, Miss R****h. You're giving me a headache. It's a standard Adhesion Hex. The only thing impressive about it is the lack of noise."

Hendery and Rowena were shocked. Rowena asked frantically, “Dr. Yarde, what’s this Exradere that he said he drugged you with? Has he spiked the wine?” Fernando snorted. “That’s right. Exradere is a poison that dissolves any power one has. Even a highly skilled grandmaster wouldn’t be able to remedy its potency.” As he spoke, Hendery suddenly fell back to the chair with a stagger, feeling weak out of the blue.

It won't take long for the afternoon to turn into evening. The seer held a clay pot filled with water on his left hand and a fig leaf on his right, Damien changed into his wolf form as the seer dipped the leaves in the clay pot and splashed whatever liquid that was in it on Damien's fur. Apparently, one has to be in his wolf’s form in order for the incantations to work. After that, Damien was asked to stand up and was then given a knife to cut himself with to allow the blood to drop freely on the chest to unlock it.

“They’re in the walls so I’m not sure how much good this will do, but we’ll give it a shot.” Tyler shrieked as another skeletal rodent sprinted across the floor. “Oh god, what are they?” “Hexes,” Talen told him. “Do you know the witch behind the hex?” He asked as he followed Aislen down the hall. He took a handful of salt and went into the bathroom whilst she laid a line of salt across the window in Tyler’s room.

I asked Ranvijay. "Nothing. Just don't speak in Hindi. Sometimes I forget my own learnt Hindi by hearing yours." "You can't appreciate anyone. Right?" I was really pissed off. "I can but not someone who speaks such disastrous Hindi like "thar Phaye ``,khya ``,'''deal `` etc. It's "tar paye" means tormenting, not "thar Phaye". We don't need Thor from Marvel DC among us. It's "kya” means what not "khya".

Persephone cried. She could hear another heavy breathing and the thumping of heart as quickly as her own. In the deep silence, right in front of her eyes, a radiant face revealed itself, first the elegant narrow jaw then the proud cheekbones and the pair of shimmering eyes as black as the river Styx. Silken strands of raven hair unraveled and flowed heavily over a set of slender shoulders. Hades finally appeared from the dark as she removed the Helm of Invisibility from her head. Persephone gasped at the sight of the goddess and she quickly backed herself away in fright.

’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan. “Are you alright,” he asked. Trix nodded. “It was just a migraine,” she said glancing behind him to admire the gold panted room, adorned with beautiful and unique artifacts. One in particular caught Trix’s eyes. It looked like a bejeweled egg. It confused her a little since she taught it was supposed to be a dragon egg and why would a dragon egg have jewels on it. As she looked closer she realized that the jewels weren’t made into the shell, the were placed on it.

An amused voice asked. “Gómez.” I felt the air get stuck in my chest. “Ah... you do remember my voice, so romantic...” “What do you want?” I asked trying to sound cool. "I have a message for you, Hardy,” he said mockingly. "Send it by FedEx,” I growled my answer, Abbie looking at me curious. "Listen, you fucking moron, I told you Arthur Ward wasn't clean wheat, although I didn't think he'd be able to sell his own granddaughter to a nut."