Magical Chants Novels & Stories

I call to the magic of my maker to aid me in this moment. “I call on the Goddess of Light. The Goddess of Prophecy. The Goddess of the Veil. I call upon the Mother of the Makkari. Your child beseeches you in this time of need,” I chant softly and with each word I feel an energy begin to grow within me, burning like a supernova. “Magic pure and bright, aid me in my fight, through dark of night, give me light!” I shout.

" Suddenly my eyebrows rose when I felt the sudden drop in temperature inside the basement, the extremely hot atmosphere around the basement suddenly become chilled, it feels like I was inside the freezer right now. When I looked at Elena her eyes were already closed and she was gripping at the cauldron tightly. “By air and earth By water and fire, So be you bound, As I desire. By three and nine, Your power I bind. By moon and sun, My will be done. Sky and sea, Keep harm from me. Cord go round, Power be bound, Light revealed, Now be sealed." Elena repeats her witch chants and this time Elena's tone of voice gets louder and louder as if she is begging my mother to let her channel her magic.

one mage shouted, his voice echoing through the air. "The water knows no bounds, sweep away those before me!" another mage chimed in, his voice rising to a crescendo. "Revered nature Bestow upon us the blessing of the forest God!" a third mage added, his voice dripping with drama. I felt my face contort in disgust as I listened to their chanting. The sheer audacity of their magic was almost laughable, and I couldn't help but cringe at the thought of their spells being so... cheesy.

She chanted her spell. Her chanting grew louder. "Wind, rain, sun, and moon. Water, fire, wood, and power. Keepers of the magic release your secrets to me. Deep within the center of my being may life's power course free. With the casting of this shadow spell may I wield your mystic power."

All I had to do was light it and get started, which I did. "Venez sanguis. Venez sanguis, Venus sangria la force de la beta â moi" I chanted, closing my eyes tightly. Even when I did not know what the spell was about, I could not control my tongue. I gathered some blood from God knows and directed in my direction. "Sanguis Sanguis" I chanted repeatedly, making the blood splash on the mirror. The mirror brightened up a bit with blurry figures. I chanted harder as the figures became clearer.

Jace smiled at Audrey and asked, “Do you really want to know?” Of course, she wanted to know! Why would she ask if she didn’t want to know?! Jace looked at Audrey’s unhappy face and chuckled. “It’s just gimmicks to trick others. In any case, would I need to chant when I use magic?” “…” No matter how unfamiliar she was about the Magus profession, she knew that one would need to chant to cast a magic spell. Who was he trying to fool?

Damon and I have to help them to their positions. North. South. East. West. Mira stands in the center. Looking small. So small. "Mama? I'm scared." "Me too, baby. But we're doing this together. Okay?" "Okay." We link hands. Me to Kieran. Kieran to Caius. Caius to Damon. Damon to me. The circle closes. The witch begins chanting. Words I don't understand. Ancient language. Old magic. The air changes. Gets heavy. Thick. Electric.

But I will make you pay. The thought burned through my fear. And for a small second, I felt something spark inside me. I started to feel a small wave of heat, of power, rising from deep inside me. But then it was drowned. Before I could feel it fully, the wave was crushed under Memphis’s overwhelming darkness. He lifted one hand. Forbidden symbols swirled around him as he started to chant. He chanted in an ancient tongue. The magic swelled. It became so powerful that I felt like my body would rip apart under the pressure.

Ehm'il took the parchment, the wand and shouted in the eyes of all the spectators: “Discite!” At that moment the parchment became the usual fine dust and was taken by the wind, and a small tattoo appeared on one of Ehm'il’s fingers. “Omnes Tenebrae... A powerful magic that will leave everyone in total darkness. They’ll act as if they were blind. Who knows this spell, who casts it, is the only one who can see everything as before using it,” Nakutsck explained to Ehm'il. “A very good magic, if used properly,” Knudlac added.

She stepped closer to him and intensified her magic. Lucindo grabbed her by the legs and flung her away, he stretched his hands over her chest and began chanting. Blood was beginning to soak Bastaiana's top and her face was ghostly. I lunged for the warlock again but he slammed me against the grave. "You should begin your last prayer because the ancestors won't hesitate to punish you after your death." Lucindo boot clicked as he made his way towards her.