Love Spells Novels & Stories

Jacob was sure of it, but having even the thought or ghost of that chance taken away completely, Jacob couldn't accept. What was so special about this girl that she should be off limits? This was what Jacob was truly curious about. Why couldn't she be free for the picking like every other girl, just in case he one day wanted a taste? Even if it was just one drunk desire that he would regret as soon as he was sober. Even if in his right mind, he swore that she would never be a choice for him. Why was the impossible option of Stephie ever being his option taken away?

“I hear you seek the truth about the silk and the blast.” I drew out the silk sample and held it toward her. “This is what we found at Leila’s door. It’s enchanted. It seems designed to cut her off from help, to muddle her wolf-sense. Have you seen anything like it?” The oracle studied the cloth. “Such enchantments come from old masters, outside our pack’s teachings. But yes, I’ve seen it before. It is used to weaken strong bonds, to isolate a mate from their pack.” I felt a tightness in my chest. “Do you know who has access to such spells now?”

I stopped at the front of her door, hesitating for a moment, my hand raised to knock. I heard her footsteps as she walked up to the door, she knew I was there. I wondered what it was like, activating the curse. Only Clara had reached the age, I and Anjelo were young. But we had heard from our uncle and noticed from our parents how fast they were or how they could see far objects and hear from a distance. We couldn't wait to be of age. Though my family, especially my sister, saw it as a curse. I saw it for what it was. Power.

🌹Aurora 🌹 I stood frozen at the threshold, the echo of Damien’s words still ringing in my ears—cold, possessive, unyielding. My heart hammered as I tried to steady my racing thoughts. The memory of his touch, the way his fingers had brushed my skin with a mix of tenderness and threat, was impossible to erase. I could still feel the ghost of his grip on my wrist and the heavy promise behind his whispered declaration: “You belong to me now, Aurora.”

A tear streamed down my face. "I know you didn't. I heard the conversation you had with Clarice. I don't like it, but I don't want to lose you Rain. So I'm willing to accept your gift." She told me. "Okay, let me know when you feel it, Heli. We have to be careful." I told her and she nodded her big head at me. I placed my forehead on her and spoke the words. "I bestow this gift unto you." I felt the magic start leave my body. It felt so draining and odd like part of my own soul was being sucked out.

I say. “Okaaaayyy,” he says, drawing out the word. I run my hands over the potion, feeling that the intent is pure, positive and good. That’s what I needed it to be. “The one who was swayed Has become dismayed He can’t feel his mate In his current state He can’t sense his child The bond is defiled This spell will be cast To see through the last To rise above and sense those he loves” The liquid rises out of the bowl, forming into a watery-looking heart before breaking apart and evaporating into the air.

Jake and Toby stand next to me, filling their cups as well, staying silent while Simon asks all the questions I already answered for them an hour again. "Jesus fucking Christ," Simon exclaims, looking at the accordion file in his hands, "a Guttenberg is lighter than this shit." "Well, there are descriptions of over two- hundred and fifty spells. All of which have been placed on Elle or those around her," Olivia informs him as she drinks another sip, but our bond tells me the exhaustion is starting to affect her. But I know she will stand beside me until the matter is resolved. "Most are to repress the mate bond, but some are to change her appearance or that of others to look like her. There

“You signed the contract. You can’t withdraw unless it’s over. If you do, you’ll owe back everything—two hundred thousand dollars to your mother and the rest of the loan.” My stomach churns. What have I gotten myself into? The world feels like it’s crashing down around me. “Will I... pass the wedding night?” I ask, dreading the answer. James tilts his head, intrigued. “What do you mean?” I can barely form words. “Will I have to... sleep with him?” A wicked smile creeps across his face. “It’ll happen the way he wants. Your husband gets what he wants.” My heart races. Is this happening? This is not how I imagined my life-changing. A million dollars for... my dignity?

Cole is human and does not appear to be supernatural. That was something I was certain of. I looked through the table of contents and saw several spells such as how to brew a love potion, lock a door, erase memories, make a man fall in love, and many others. I looked over the spell to make a man fall in love. All I had to do was keep my gaze fixed on him while doing a spell without interference. This necessitates his presence! I was frustrated. Everything appears to be going wrong today. I closed the book and tucked it beneath my bed before heading downstairs.

The red thread slowly went off in flames and a few seconds later it was finished. “Your 1000 years are now gone.” Olivia told her, “Take the baby and come with me.” Louve held her baby and followed Olivia out. She stopped in the living room. Olivia took the baby from her and laid her on the floor where she had made a magic circle with chalk. She told Louve to stay away from the circle and started chanting the cloaking spell on the baby. After five minutes the spell was completed. Louve took one last look at her baby daughter and kissed her forehead. She then looked at Olivia.