Lemon Spells Novels & Stories

But still, it’s a good thing for me to be able to release the power that I’ve been holding back all this time. I released my ice powers again but I made it bigger this time. I tried to control it but just like my black magic, I just ended up being surrounded by messy ice particles. Lena hugged her body due to the sudden coldness because of my power. I showed her a peace sign after that.

"Why do I need to know? I really don't have much business with you." "Well, you need to know." I smiled. "You know a lot about black magic from your father, don't you? Then you should know what I'm about to say." I told her and she eyed me. "Have you heard of a recall spell?" I asked and she knitted her brows at me. "Can you be nice enough to tell me what it's all about?" I batted my eyelashes at her. "When something is secured with a recall, it doesn't change hands unless the owner give it up willingly." She explained.

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

The leprechaun doesn't move for a while until his whole body begins to move bit by bit until his black bulgy eyes open. The leprechaun begins to panic as he tries to use his powers but realises that he couldn't. He begins to get more vicious than ever. “What now? I think we need to compel him. He seems to be frightened and scared about something…I need to find out. It could help me calm him down.” Elena said searching for an ancient spell book. “M…me, n…need, c…clover.” The leprechaun said giving Elena a black seed.

I tapped the orange powder of the flame and the flame crackled. I grabbed the mint next, the dried leaves cracking in between my fingers. “Lorna si ca shi fan clo.” I crumpled the leaves and sprinkled them into the fire, watching the flame spit ash. I took a deep breath, focused on my flame. I grabbed the sage leaves from the bag and held them over the candle. “Norte ble ahsen clo nic she cle.” That was the last of the spell, but I knew it was incomplete. I pictured the other door. With the same symbols carved into the doorway and the path I needed. “Penta sen cor la du. Cli na tor pinta.” I dropped the last leaf, and the candle exploded out.

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. “Per sanguinem et memoriam, Per lunam quae videt omnia, Revela vestigia quae latent, Oculi arcani, ostendite mihi matrem meam.” I started chanting the spell, the winds picked up, soft at first, then sharp, my heart beat faster hoping it would work. I heard a twig snap and looked up for a second, feeling watched but I didn't have time to dwell on that, I continued to stay focus and chanted it again.

"You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?" I dragged my eyes from the sight and turned to him, then replied. "You did say the moon hasn't shined this brightly in a hundred years." He leaned towards me as though sharing a secret, then whispered in my ear. "Maybe the Moon Goddess is also celebrating with you. It's your Turning Feast, after all." I snorted. "Since when has the Moon Goddess ever cared about the affairs of one single person?" My father laughed. "You've always been a feisty one. Good thing you've Turned now. It's high time we found you a man who would be able to tame you. Perhaps Alpha Alexander over there?" He pointed.

She was to find a white dove and perform a ritual that entailed slaughtering the dove whilst chanting the following spell: Father of darkness Hear my plea Grant the words I pray to thee Attack the witch Of which I speak Make her powers Mute or weak Let her powers Never grow Let them dwindle And never show Bind her strength And bind her might This is the prayer I pray tonight Emerald shivered as she read the spell. It gave her hope but somehow filled her with dread at the same time. Could she really do this to Leah or would the Goddess send this back to her threefold?

"In one word, you're deceiving yourself if you think you can win." "This is why I hate you," I whined. "Always being so realistic. At least be optimistic for once!" "Not when you're dealing with the Queen of Vampires." He noted. "Besides, what is this spell?" "Well it's a lightning spell. It grants me the ability of lightening temporarily and can also dampen time to a certain extent."

“Verbena, vervain and thyme Bring me to the forbidden forests in time Astrally project my being To the place I wish to be seeing Let the power of the elements guide me To the forests that are forbidden to see My will be done, so mote it be” I recite the spell over and over again and I feel my nose start bleeding as a gush of wind starts blowing in Warren’s room and light emanates off my body. “Chloe. You’re bleeding.” Warren says worriedly from beside me but I just ignore him as I continue reciting the spell. The spell has already started and I can’t stop or be distracted. It’s a one-time spell and if I mess it up now, I might not be able to cast it again.