Lucifer Spells Novels & Stories

She was clad in a short white revealing dress. She gazed and smiled at me with a message of revenge all over her face. "It's time you gotta identify yourself with me. You wanted it ,l will give it to you," he whispered as he slowly opened the box and took with him what looked like a hot glowing metal in the shape of a scorpion. It rung at the back of my mind already... Abigael and Bella firmly held my shoulders and stuck me on the floor as the smell of roasted flesh filled the air amidst my wild screams that almost exhausted all the air from my lungs.

“Gabriel’s plans have gone too far. He’s lost sight of everything, blinded by power. I may be many things, but I won’t stand by and watch him destroy Silverwood Falls.” Nathanial and I exchanged a glance, both of us wary but hopeful. We needed all the help we could get. “What do you know about the spell he’s trying to complete?” I asked. Marcus led us down a series of winding passages, his voice low and urgent. “The spell Gabriel seeks to cast is ancient, one that binds the very essence of werewolves to his will. With it, he can control them completely, using their power for his own ends. But the ritual requires a significant sacrifice—Gabriel needs the blood of a chosen one to complete it.”

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.

“Can you break them?” I nodded, though my limbs quaked. “I have to.” He cupped my face, bringing his forehead to mine. “Do it fast. I’ll guard you.” I laid my palms against the cold steel. Ancient syllables burned my tongue as I whispered the counter-spell, feeling the magic claw at my veins. Each word sliced into my mind like razors, threatening to split my skull apart, but I kept going. “Come on, baby,” Lucian urged, his wolf pacing just beneath his skin. “Come on.”

" I questioned. The priest frowned, "Yes, it is." "Good, I hope you are ready for another forgiveness ritual, and the Luna goddess would be merciful a second time," The old man narrowed his eyes atvme, "What are you up to, Lucian," "I'm going to do it here. It's not going to be behind your back this time." "And what exactly are you doing here?" "A redemption spell, for all those we lost to be born again," "You dispelled their souls, didn't you? That kind of redemption spell is a forbidden one!" The old man exclaimed.

Their world had so much that the human cannot explain, but it was understandable to them, because it was "magic" Wait! The mad ghost Lancelot did mention something about a soul link spell when they first met! And suddenly, their conversation struck him -- Is his life really controlled by his free will? Could the marking also be, a spell? Erebus felt a dreadful struck in his stomach as he realized that what Lancelot said just might be true... "What is the gift of the curse though?" Uranus changed the subject, "I never asked." "Well, it's basically pure magic." Erebus answered slowly, his mind was still on Lancelot, "I don't know much either. I just got it before I gave it away."

Another voice I didn’t recognize chimes in- “We will wage war on you for this Lucifer. You killed innocents. We may have corruption in our walls thanks to you but we will end this.” Lucifer let out a low evil laugh. “How is it you plan to end me when I have your weapon?” I could hear a chair fall back as Jesiah let out a loud growl. “You’ve corrupted her with lies! I can promise you I will be the wolf to tear out your heart in the end for all you’ve done!!”

“Nice to see you Irina, my name is Julian.” Irina nodded. “Nice to see you too, Julian.” Then Hilda showed next to Julian. “I hope you’re not offended.” She held Irina’s hand with both her hands. “Are you a time spinner too?” “No, why?” “Your father didn’t tell you, did he?” Lucas gained her attention back to him. “Tell me what?” “The spell lifter is an ability owned by a time spinner. I knew you’re special that’s why I taught you how to lift a spell. And you did good.”

What was Damien's excuse? Jess felt Ricky pulling at her hand, ushering her into the circle. It was hard to hear over the roaring wind and Belle's screams. She could see Ricky's mouth moving, speaking the words of the spell she'd practised so many times. He looked over and gave her a reassuring nod. She did the same to Sammy, taking his small hand in hers. As one they repeated the words; "Trifectus, Trivestum, Trivorum, Unbind thy spirit,

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS