I've Always Wanted To Use That Spell Novels & Stories

"I needed to brace the situation before it gets out of hand and so, I used the Gemini spell; the ancient astrological spell used in making twins off a particular person" Valerie understood what he meant but was still amazed with the whole thing. "Uhmm guys, can we stop with the talking first and focus on the wyvern? They are here!" the wizard smiled and headed to the top of the balcony. He needed to find a way to diffuse this attack without killing the wyvern, he needed them.

Just something light, subtle and quiet. Finally, I settle on it, Weightless Drift. Haven't used it since I was a teenager learning air spells with the moss-coven, but it should work, if I don't panic halfway through and plummet like a sack of potatoes. "Alright then," I whisper to myself. "You wanna live? You float."

He grabbed my arm. "What for—hey!" Too late. He teleported us to the top of the mountain. Looking down made me remember the time when I did something foolish. I shook my head. "Phineas, what are we doing here?!" "Easy! I want you to burn your own barrier with your offensive spell." Was that possible? Well? If Phineas put too much faith in me, perhaps I could cast such a spell. "Now, concentrate and imagine the feeling of the fire and the touch before you spark with your fingers. The spell you should chant would be, 'Incendio!'"

“ Crazy, he is simply crazy.” That was what Levy’s first thought was, she couldn’t believe it. That man actually used a tracing spell, all because he hoped that the bouquet he handed her wouldn’t be thrown away. Tracing as the name suggested meant ‘following’, witches and mages only used this spell in scenarios when they needed it because the spell was difficult to cast and the magic power that it consumed wasn’t small either.

Well, that was one way of putting it. “Yes. I just want to know if there is a spell you can do to speed up the whole process?” I say. I need the witch to get pregnant, as soon as possible, so that I can let the child incubate, keep my distance from the witch as she gestates, and most importantly, try to fight whatever spell she has cast on me. It will be hard, but the more she graces my bed, the more I feel a whole new beast awakening within me. Never have I ever felt so drawn to a woman as I am to Thelma.

She asked me. "I need to talk to someone..." I said. "Okay then... " She said and left. I needed to talk to someone. I needed help from the one person I know who is going to help me. I was going to do a summoning spell. The last time I did the spell I had to use a lot of herbs but now that I know my own strength, I think that I might actually find a way to do it without a lot of things.

Lylah uttered, placing down the glass of wine on the outside table as she looked at me with a sharp teasing frown. I inhaled my first bit of the cigar, closing my eyes with pleasure and turned to exhale it on Lylah teasing her back. She coughed waving in front of her face to remove the cigar fumes that surrounded her nostrils. "You tease, come here!" She said, giggling whilst trying to snatch at me, almost falling off her chair. "Hey guys, I think I got something. Look!" Melody said excitedly. "Demolishing spell. It says that it can be used on any beast of hell. It needs the strength of a few witches. The more the better," She explained.

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.

He looks absolutely bewildered. “Cam, what are you-” He’s cut off by my murmuring the words to a spell. It’s a simple enough enchantment that I don’t even need a potion to cast it. It’s essentially a super glue spell. My grandmother used to use it to put up decorations around the holidays. It’s invisible so bonus, no hooks! To end the spell you just set a trigger. I could do it with magic, but since the Alphas won’t have that option, I choose something a little more accessible and of course I make sure to add my own little flair to it. Spell cast, I snatch the potion from Harrison’s left hand and place it carefully into his right hand. He looks incredibly confused. “What was that?” he demand

“What kind of spell?” “I want to see who was here. It’s a divining spell. I have to be very specific about what I want and then it will show me. In this case, I’m going to ask it to show me who was here. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but that’s the gist.” She says, moving to the center of the room.