Magic Spells Novels & Stories

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.

He smiled at us, revealing his bloody lips as blood trickled down the edge of his lips. Suzy closed her eyes and started chanting incantations, she controlled every molecule present in the air and directed it towards the map to have a lead of some sort but instead, the map caught fire-- every part of it leaving nothing but burnt ashes on the table and burnt-out candles. "How is that possible?" I stood up immediately not understanding how and what went wrong. "It is simple actually, he is cloaked by magic. After all, he is a powerful warlock that won't do anything to stay anonymous considering the fact that he has upset a powerful family." Suzy raised her brow and grinned at everyone present.

Lose the clarity of your gaze, from this moment you will see no more! Jeanne yelps, the spell has worked, she has gone blind. She spreads her trembling hands in front of her and growls. —Very good trick. I must admit, it is... uncomfortable not being able to see where I'm going. - She advances in my direction and I run away without turning my back on her.

“Place your hands here and repeat this incantation: 'By the power of knowledge and life, I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow forever within my soul. Grant me what I ask and more!'” I placed my hands in the over sized alcoves and shook off my nervousness. “By the power of knowledge and life- I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow and soar- Grant me what I ask and more!” I felt a strong surge of magical energy and gasped from it, feeling overwhelmed and elated at the same time. Glass Arrow Annihilation, Chains of Agony, Soul’s Doom, Drop of Life, Frost Fire Surge, Shadow Frenzy, Eternal Inferno. Mix the spells to make more powerful attacks. I took a step back a

So she made use of her magic to make up for her shortcomings. “[Ice Lance]!” Sara stretched out her free hand and casted a spell that fired out a large icicle. Midnight sliced the icicle in the middle and made a dash toward Sara. Sara casted a fire spell that spewed flames at Midnight which forced him to back off. Midnight skidded back a bit when he landed. When he stopped, he put his hand on the floor and instantly created a very large purple magic circle. Midnight casted his spell. “[Black Eruption]!”

I asked, shuddering as I repressed a rush of fear that whispered something had gone wrong. “Don’t worry so much, Lola. Everything will turn out fine, and the bind will be removed.” Her smile was reassuring, as was the confidence in her eyes but it couldn’t wipe away all my worries. “Natural magic is one of the seven I mentioned. It’s what I’m primarily skilled in. Healing, coaxing emotions, or even unraveling a binding spell is well within my skill set. Besides with the restraints Cordelia is spelling, she won’t have the energy to unbind your magic.”

And, almost always, you're born with only one type of magic. Which one? You can't simply decide to become a wizard. You either have the gift, or you don't. And, if you don't, you can jump through hoops, but it won't help you any. In total, there are seven types of magic. Four are elemental: air, water, fire, and earth. Three are spiritual: life, death, and mind. Out of them all, death mages are the least popular; they're also called necromancers. But we aren't talking about them right now. So, if your gift is fire, you can do your best, but you'd never do anything with water, and if you can conjure air, mind is outside your skill set.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

A big part of his story sounded like a gloomy drama script, but if that were what his life looked like, one could consider it a miracle that he didn't become a complete sociopath… Another piece of knowledge I gained was about the magical seal. A curse that was slowly taking its owner's life away, and that was making the owner immune… to witchcraft. Which means Samil was completely immune to MY witchcraft! No wonder my spell didn't work… But the real problem was, if the simple charm wasn't of use, then what about the kissing spell…?!