Magic Spells List Novels & Stories

Let me check it] She then taking back the contract detail on my hand. Her face turn pale and looked at me. "You won't say that you pull the wrong contract right?" I then ask her that with a happy smile. She looked at me with an accusing look. [Che. Now tell me what do you want] "Just a few skill. 1st Appraisall. 2nd Creation Magic but i can only create non living thing. 3rd Elemental Magic. 4th Auto Dismantle only work when i touch a dead body except human and lastly an Inventory."

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."

I checked the system to see the list of my skills Main skills: [Mana Mastery] [Magic Mastery] [Dark Magic] [Space Magic] [Enchant Magic] [Psychic Magic] [Evil Eyes] [Abyss Magic] [Martial Art] [Magic Craft] Sub skills: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance] [Evil Eye of Distortion] [Evil Eye of Illusion] [Evil Eye Grudge] [Mana Records] [Take Over] [Telekinesis] [Space Maneuver] [Force Field] [Pain infliction] [Provocation][Dark Manipulation] [Curse Magic] [Puppet Mastery] [Totem Magic] [Witchcraft] [Necromancy] [Time Arc] [Archive]

"I was hoping you'd be willing to help." "Of course. Whatever you need, genie." She came over and rested her hands on our shoulders. "Tell me." *** The spell Laeddin talked of creating would be used to form a weapon. Complete, the weapon would bind with the user. The materials included the scale of a dragon, the eye of an elf, a piece of unicorn horn, the pinkie finger of a troll, a fairy heart, the essence of a vampire, and the blood of a slaughterer. "Something from each of the seven magics," my mom said, giving me a sideways glance.

she said, stepping back to give me space. I took a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand. I started with a simple fire spell, feeling the warmth of the magic flow through me. I visualized the flames, their flickering light and intense heat, and then released the spell. A small fireball appeared in my hand, glowing brightly. “Good,” Sylvia said, nodding approvingly. “Now, try combining it with an illusion. Make the fireball appear larger than it is.” I closed my eyes, imagining the fireball expanding, its flames growing taller and more menacing. When I opened my eyes, the fireball had indeed doubled in size, though I knew it was just an illusion. Sylvia’s smile widened.

I closed my eyes and began to concentrate, gathering magic around me in a shimmering aura. Softly, I chanted the first spell, a complex incantation to induce a deep sleep in Alpha's wolf, ensuring he wouldn't wake during the memory erasure. My voice grew stronger with each verse, the air crackling with power. As I reached the second spell, rain began to lash against the windows, conjured by my magic into a stormy tempest outside.

I took a deep breath and released it, trying to relax so I could feel my magic. I felt the familiar thrumming of energy within me, but it pulsed with an unusual weight tonight, reluctant to respond. I closed my eyes, focusing inward. The whispers of my magic grew louder, drowning out my thoughts, and I gritted my teeth, willing the magic to flow. "Please," I muttered, pouring my intention into the spell. I envisioned a warm light surrounding Aric, a protective barrier to break whatever held him there. But the magic remained stubborn, slow to react.

My magic represents itself as a beam of light that I could direct with hand movements. Spells differ in their method of casting, but the problem is, I’ve never learnt any attack spells, they never seemed of any importance before! Hence, when a flash of purple light bolts out of my hand, instead of blasting the wolf away as would have been useful, it turns the canine’s fur from a dark brown into a flashy girlish magenta! Probably from the time I wanted to turn my dress from green to pink… Oh no…

My wolf and we're enjoying this. One moment they were getting close to me and the next a huge air blasted them all from their feet and they were all gone to one end of the cave. They hit the walk with a huge bang before all falling to the ground lifelessly. I could see Hades's back, he was standing right in front of me with his hand outstretched, it took me a while to realise that he had done that to them, he had blasted them away with some type of magic, and he had done it so effortlessly.

Varrow leaned against the wall, bleeding but grinning. “You should let it take him,” he said, voice ragged. “One less threat to you.” Killian didn’t even look at him. He poured his will into the magic — not to control the shadows, but to change them. He pushed light into them, thin cracks of pale silver running along the tendrils like veins. The First hissed. For a moment, the pull weakened. Daryl’s body stopped sliding. His breathing was shallow, ragged, but he met Killian’s eyes.