Magical Incense Novels & Stories

Author's point of view... Scarlett was so scared that she almost forgot that she could use her magic to overcome this situation but when she finally gave it a try, her efforts were all in vain. A cold laughter echoed in the room. "Ha ha ha ha ha" "Do you think I am a fool...! Darling, you underestimated me" William sneered. Though shocked by what had happened, Scarlett could smell something weird in the air. There was a special intoxicating incense lit up in the corner of the room. It was specially bought by Williams when he planned the entire game. That incense has some magical powers which can stop one's mind from performing magic.

I turned and looked at the incense burning slowly on the table. "What is that?" I said gesturing my head towards it. My mum smiled and looked at the incense as if she had just found buried gold. "It's Wild Wolfbane. Burning it with rosemary gives the wolf in us strength. The Sa..." "Enough Tiffany. You can't tell him." My mother kept silent and continued to smooth my hair. "I was really worried about you. I missed you so much."

“The Indians like to lay claim on it but we been using it back in the old country since the beginning of time. Ya can grow it in the garden. Now stand before me nice and straight with your arms out to your sides.” Tara obediently followed Maggie’s instructions as she watched the old woman pull a few sage leaves from the bag, light them and then blow out the flame. The leaves billowed smoke, while emitting a pungent aroma that resembled marijuana. Tara coughed as Maggie waived the sage around her body, did the same to herself, and then waved it around the room. She snuffed the remaining lit sage in an ashtray and then lit the incense. The smooth aroma of the incense curled and intertwined

She just left a letter telling him not to worry, she will come back before sunset, otherwise, he will freak out. It took her a while just to get herself outside. The palace was so big that she can't even find the exit. She can't remember how many doors she has opened thinking it will lead her in the right direction. Ugh! I don't want to live in such a big place like this. Everything is just inaccessible. It was a perfect day with perfect weather. This place never fails to amaze her. It was very magical especially with those huge and small mushrooms that loom during the night. Different tube of crystals sticks everywhere and those fireflies-

) and thanked her as she turned to leave. I scented it then, right as the door closed. That rose-and-ginger musky scent. I had smelled it a few times in the last few weeks, the scent always getting more intense and lasting lingering longer. I hadn’t told anyone about it yet. My witch senses told me the scent belonged to someone important about to enter my life. It had been driving me crazy, wondering who it could be. **** The smells of the incense and crystal shop enveloped me as I stepped through the door. It wasn’t too far from where I worked in the downtown area. I just needed to pick up some supplies I was running low on for my daily ritual.

Mara Morning arrives gradually. Not gently nothing in the past twenty four hours merits that term but softly enough that the world doesn't instantly break me again when I wake up. Sheer curtains let in pale, circumspect light, as though even the sun knew better than to rush me. The room has a subtle scent of crushed herb and something sweet and metalic that I know is magework. Traditional magic. cautious magic. Grounding magic. I lie still for a moment cataloging myself.

“What kind of incenses?” I hesitated for a moment, knowing the power I held in my words. Annalise had trusted me once, confided in me things no one else knew. But she had denied me what I wanted most. I was done with loyalty to her. “There’s one in particular,” I said finally. “A rare incense, found only in the deepest parts of the realm. If burned in the right conditions, it can drain her power, leave her vulnerable.” Marcus grinned. “And you know how to get it?”

Her flesh and blood, as what she usually calls me even through telepathy. *** Unlike the usual witch room which was dark and creepy, Aunt Crisanta’s magic room was bright, spacious, and cozy. There were no black candles that sat on skulls, only a couple of bottles with a variety of herbs. “This one is for eliminating bad energy in the room. It’s made of bay leaf and rosemary.” Aunt Crisanta picked up a cluster of roots and wrapped them with more roots. “So… what’s the most complicated potion, spell, or talisman have you created so far?”

Zachariah took a deep breath after hearing that. Severin looked at the other party's expression and knew that Zachariah believed him. He nodded. "When I was treating you in your room earlier, I smelled a faint fragrance that is very unique. It might be fine to use the incense on its own, but it is extremely deadly if mixed with the poisonous gas emitted from your wooden chair!"

(MELI) Lissa and I spent the whole day talking, and then we walked along the busy streets of the market square. I could smell the scent of perfume, herb and incense floating in the air. Every shop boasted herbs, potions, animal parts, magical artefacts and strange baubles.