Love Spells Novels & Stories

She said putting the book down and giving me a small smile. “I heard about your services and I need a love spell. A powerful one.” I told her getting right to the point. “Well love spells are my specialty,” she gloated brushing her hair behind her shoulders. “How strong are we talking?” I paused, worried if I should tell her or just use for an example. “Well strong enough to charm, well lets see.” I paused for a moment like I was thinking. “The Alpha King, you can say.” I told her with a chuckle, hoping she would take it as a joke.

With that, I could feel her disappear from my head, and then a tiny bottle appeared on my bed beside me with a note. Do not use more than a drop at a time to coax your loved one into a binding spell with your heart. This requires blood magic and nature. On the first day of your menstrual cycle, you need to have your lover make love to you after you have fed him one drop of the potion. When this is done, it will create a soul tie unlike no other. I thanked the heavens above for the gift and hid it in one of my clothes drawers.

In no time, they were all before the shelves Brient had designated them to, searching vigorously for something that could get them out of Nyx's curse. "What are you doing in the love section of the spell books?" Helia asked Danica as she saw her wander to the label with the label, ‘Love spell books’ under spell books. ‘Nothing. I'm just trying to find something that can draw Rendall closer to me and away from you,’ she thought to herself. She wanted to say the words to the hearing of Helia too but she knew how bad the idea was. "Nothing. I just thought of how lonely Brient is so I decided to search for a book that could fix Brient's and Selene's problem," Danica said and flashed a feigned sm

I hollered when we ran through the garden. Beautiful flowers were grown there to attract any eyes with great attraction to beauty. Red and pink roses littered the floor and formed a huge 'M' shape representing the Marshalls. A large fountain also gushed out clean water which didn't only add to the beauty but also served as a way of feeding the plants. They ranged from purple lilies, white sunny flowers, tulips, Chery blossom, bluebells, and a host of others. Their beauty seemed innocent but it would cost an expert to realize that most of the flowers were wolfsbane and were shielded by magic called the glamour spell. Glamour spells help by using beauty to shield an object and sometimes even a

We had to go to some deserted place. “He ended up leaving anyway,” Chris interrupted me. There is no magic stronger than love. It destroys any love spells,” she added, opening the perfume. A sharp sweet smell hit my nose, and she continued to mumble something with her eyes closed. Have your partners join in. The owner will not be alone.

“Good. Because death is the lazy answer.” He turned and walked back into the cave. “Come inside.” The cave was warm, lit by glowing stones carved with symbols older than packs and clans. I felt exposed there, like my soul was being read. “Love spells,” Stefan said, pouring tea into two cups. “They don’t create love. They amplify hunger. Twist instinct.” “That’s exactly what’s happening,” I said. “My son knows it’s wrong. And still he burns.” Stefan handed me the cup. “Has the girl confessed?”

"I love you with all my heart, my beloved. I shall be with you every step of the way; I shall follow you in death." If my beloved, for any reason, does not make it through today, I will be joining her shortly into the realm of the afterworld. But put this thought beside, with my part of the Book in hand, I start to flip page after page, and as I go along, I mention each spell that I believe that shall work. "Elloise, here is one that says "Eternal Beauty?" Elloise takes the Book to inspect what I have found, "Sebastian, it says, "Eternal Beastly."

Bernard on the other hand stood silent, cold and immovable as he stared into the deep glowing violet eyes of his ex-lover. “Listen and listen carefully, I sayeth to you,” Eloise began, her voice having a distinct, screechy echo. For a witch in the middle of casting a curse, she wasn’t floating or even spurting electric currents from her hands. She just stood there, on the threshold, feet on the ground and her eyes aglow. “Your son will grow, yes. To become a man of stature and power. He’ll be like you, bold and handsome.” She paused and licked her bottom lip. “A hit among the ladies.” She giggled low, succubus-like, before continuing, “Overflowing with authority no one can contest. But his h

Cressida blamed Zoe and Ryder for everything bad that had happened to her recently. She stopped suddenly on a spell that she had forgotten about. As she read over it, Cressida began getting excited. It was perfect. Now she just had to get her hands on the couple. Once she had them, she'd use magic to make them do what she wanted. The name of the spell she chose was called Fine Evocation of Good and Terror. With this spell, the more pure and good the victims were, the more terror they would experience.

Lindsay replied, “Of course it would. No matter how it’s asked, as long as you don’t have any thoughts of refusing and you verbally agree, the spell to transfer the fortune would take effect. “So, if anyone ever asks you, ‘Can you lend me some of your luck? Can I borrow some of your fortune? Or can I share your good fortune?’ think carefully about how you respond. Sometimes you might think it’s just a joke, but it could very well be real. “And that’s just borrowing fortune. There’s an even nastier one—borrowing lifespan.” The three of them shivered at the thought. They had only one resolution: never agree to such a request. If it hadn’t been for Lindsay's explanation, who would have known ab