Love Spells Novels & Stories

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

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy as Elara and I worked side by side, preparing protective charms for the werewolf clan. The witches’ sanctuary was a place of ancient magic, its energy pulsating through the air. Elara's calm presence and expertise were reassuring as we chanted incantations and infused the charms with protective spells. "These charms will shield your clan from Gabriel's dark magic," Elara explained, her hands moving gracefully over a small stone amulet. "But they are only as strong as the belief of those who wear them."

He didn't get to finish what he was saying because I started the next spell. I started to push loads of love into him. He would love me forever. This spell was simple and it's results were supposably great as long as the God didn't have any love in them already. It was forbidden because if was irreversible and if the God already had love in them they would become dangerously obsessed and possessive. It took awhile but finally after what seemed like forever everything was done. "Do you love?" I asked him hopefully. I prayed it worked. He gave me a gorgeous smile making me excited.

“This sings lullabies,wouldn’t your first mummy want you be happy?” Without blinking. Hope took the box from Marisa and smashed it against the stone bench. She furiously signed: “Your not my mother. Your nothing but a devilish whore.” Marisa’s face tuned red with rage “You brat!I am going to take your mothers place and there’s nothing you and your dead mom can do about.” Before Marisa left,Hope read her mind, deep within Marisa’s dark heart revealed whisper of Marisa’s true intention: Domination spells,dark charms and a map showing Blackmoon’s weak points.

He stepped closer, lowering his voice just enough that only she could hear. “Who said that?” he demanded, a growl curling around the edges of his words. The coven leader raised an elegant hand, gesturing for caution. “Do not misinterpret my warning,” she said. “It is not a threat. It is a prophecy, a caution, and a truth. Love is a binding spell, stronger than any sigil, more permanent than any hex. Beware how tightly you allow it to anchor your soul.”

One by one, I added the ingredients into the boiling pot and watched with an evil delight as the liquid boiled. As the moonrays danced around the doll I held aloft, I knew it was time to complete the spell. With quick movements, I tossed the doll into the boiling liquid and closed my eyes, my lips beginning to move in silent incantation. “Spirits of forgetfulness, heed my call. Consume this thread that binds my son to his love and destroy the love within. Let this spell be complete. So mote it be.” My breath caught in my throat as the liquid in the pot began to bubble with intensity, the boiling reaching a feverish pitch that forced me to take a step back. The liquid seemed to take on a life

She ask and Juan step forward " He made it his mission to turn all magic into dark magic. Converting life spells into dark spells. Like this one we had to destroy, before he had his hands on it it was known as the love spell, no one has ever been able to do rhe odium spell in this way, affecting A whole group of people, normally you can target at the kost two people at a time" Gina nod and look at Alexandra

It was no longer a necklace but more of a mark of his love. A small chocked sob came out as I stared in horror as the white zigzags that looked to be permanent glowed. "Shhh don't make a scene because even if you told him he would not care. Plus it's not reversible and since it's the most powerful love spell to exist theres no way to beat it." The God stated smugly. He was back in my mind and I hated him. "Is everything alright?" Maverick asked me with no hint of kindness or care. He actually looked annoyed.