Lumos Spells Novels & Stories

She quickly moved on to the next step. “Spellcasting is more than just throwing energy around. There are words, incantations, and movements that enhance the power.” She walked over to a book resting on a wooden bench and flipped through the pages. “Here. Try this one. It is a simple energy manipulation spell.” I took the book, scanning the ancient script. The words felt foreign, yet familiar, as if they had always been buried somewhere deep inside me. Luminare exanthis, feron voltara.

I continued, feeling the energy building around us as the spell took hold. With each word, the mist began to swirl and shift, the boundaries of the spirit world growing fainter with every passing moment. I could feel Selene's hand in mine, her presence a comforting anchor in the midst of the swirling chaos. "Tenebras et lucem, vitam et mortem, conjugemus," I concluded, pouring all of my focus and determination into the final invocation. And then, with a final surge of energy, the world around us seemed to shimmer and fade, replaced by a blinding light that engulfed us both. For a moment, we were suspended in time, enveloped by the brilliance of the spell.

He was tired and worried. Lucas gathered the herbs he needed to help the spell along. Hopefully it would reach Sybil and not the Mother. Lucas shuddered at that thought; one did not summon the Mother no matter what. He drew the spell from papers in a backpack that leaned up against the stone wall. Now all he had to do was remember to put Sybil’s name in the spell. Lucian leaned against the stone wall, out of the way of Lucas. He seemed to know what he was doing and Lucian did not want to distract him.

I instantly made it a point to illuminate the red light with that, and by doing so, I spoke of the final spell I had previously learned. I utilized every last bit of my might to do this. I've known this spell for as long as I can remember. The spell of reformation. Then, after a few more seconds, the red glow that had been enveloping the dark, stormy clouds started to become white. At this point, I had no idea that I would be crying so much.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The girl, Brenda, rolled her eyes and pried off shuddering Emily from his grasp. "You gave her a scare." She admonished. Cleaning dust off Emily's body. "Brenda and Josh." Emily whispered sternly. "What was that!" Josh giggled, "We were trying out a new spell that binds a supernatural being and makes them unable to use their powers." Brenda groaned, palming her face. "I told him it was a bad idea." "And I was your test bunny?" Emily asked incredulously, with her brows raised. "Sorry." They murmured.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

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.

“Alright, Raven. You’ve studied the theory. Now let’s see what you can do.” My heart pounds. I lift my hand toward the first target, a wooden circle painted with a red X. The spell I memorized runs through my mind like a whisper. Ignis minor. A spark flickers at my fingertips. Then another. Then... A burst of blue‑white flame shoots across the barn and slams into the target, blowing it clean off the stand. Noah whistles. “Damn.” Grace beams. “Very good!” Liam nods, impressed but trying not to show it. “Again. But controlled this time.”

As Luna regained her footing, she locked eyes with Amelia, sharing an unspoken connection. Elias, observing the battle unfold, had a revelation. He recalled an ancient legend that spoke of a powerful spell capable of vanquishing even the darkest of creatures. He shouted over the din of battle, "Luna, there's a spell! A spell that can seal its darkness!" With newfound hope, Luna nodded and channeled her energy into casting this spell. Words of ancient power flowed from her lips, resonating with the very essence of the Radiant Heart. The creature recoiled, its darkness dissipating into tendrils of smoke.