Mal's Spell Book Novels & Stories

I became silent, telling him in a surly way that he could go on with his plan. We helped both of them out of the car, with me taking Malia and Diego taking Hansel. I opened the door to find everywhere in the same mess I left it. I wished that I could spank the miserable talking inanimate objects that lived with me. My spell book was still on the floor, together with the two bottles of potion and two vulture eyes. I cursed underneath my breath, seeing no reason as to why Mr broom and mob would never have the common sense to know that I would like to come back to a tidy house.

All kinds of strange and mysterious knowledge filled his mind, including information about medicine, martial arts, cultivation, divination, geomancy, and more. He even found a book called "Compendium of Madiora Charms and Spells". It was a guide to using all of the Madiora enchantments, such as the Misfortune Hex, the Divine Speed Incantation, the Exorcism Talisman, and even the All-Seeing Eye… There were a total of 108 different enchantments! "What on earth is going on?" Cassian exclaimed in complete bewilderment. Just then, the sound of his phone ringing snapped him back to reality. He pulled his phone out and saw the name of the caller, Vera Frost.

I was so buried in the search when Andrian called out to me. “My Alpha, I think I found it.” Hearing that made my heart thump a bit. I swiftly ran to where he was. A small book, which shouldn’t be more than two hundred pages, was in his hand. I collected the book from him. The covering was a deep crimson hue, reminiscent of a blood moon casting its eerie glow. And on the hardcover were swirling shadows hinting at hidden magic, and the book of spells was boldly written on it. A small smile found its way to my face. I wasn’t happy because Tristan can also use the spell, but I was happy because I could get to know more about the spells I'm using, which I'm sure would be in this book.

“I have saved you. Twice now.” He blinked. “That’s different,” he said quietly, but there was a shadow of doubt in his eyes. “Don’t linger in these bookcases,” he added as I hopped down from the tome. “Spell books aren’t benign. Stick to the shelves I showed you, those books are powerless.” “And useless,” I pointed out. “Maybe I need a spell book, rather than a history book.”

Her mind is a million miles away, and I leave her to her thoughts as I get lost in my own, remembering the day on the altar when Agatha tried to force us into mating. When Willow is done nursing Adare, she hands him back to me, and I change him in front of the fireplace, glad that Willow remembered to bring the nappy bag with her. I’m still busy dressing him when my mate comes back, carrying a very heavy and very old book. “I found the spell.” Of course she did. Why did I ever doubt her? “And?” “I…it’s written in ancient Latin. Breaking this spell…” she shakes her head and goes quiet.

something that she wasn’t paying attention to. Quick as a flash Levy got off the bed and started looking through the books that she brought, her eyes skimming through the title of each chapter. “ Soul resurrection, how to make Sorcerer's stone, summoning of the great wizard, making of the wand, law of Hamartia…” she read the title of each chapter before reaching the end of the book. And just like the notebooks’ there wasn’t even the slightest hint of the spell called soul fetching, how was this possible? The book had an entire thirty-page chapter on soul resurrection but not soul fetching.

We were trapped, the spell within our grasp but the way out blocked by Gabriel and his men. "You won't get away with this," I said, trying to muster as much defiance as I could. "We won't let you use the spell." Gabriel laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You still don’t understand, do you? This isn’t just about power. This is about destiny." As he stepped forward, the glow from the book intensified, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The library seemed to come alive with ancient magic, the air thick with anticipation.

As Selena walks into my room, I could see that she was exhausted, as I knew that this war was taking a toll on her, and I pray that my hunch is right for all our sakes. “There’s a reversal spell.” I tell her right away, but she shakes her head, before she says to me, “Angelica, I read Alatar’s grimoire front to back, multiple times. There is no spell within it.” “You’re right. There is no spell within it, because he hid the reversal spell within a different book.” Her eyes widened as I told her this, as the wrinkles on her forehead scrunched together, before she finally asks me, “What other book?”

I wanted to think that Bruce is doing this because he does like me, and not just because there’s someone behind him that made him do it. I also rarely see and meet Lucas. It has already been up to this point that I was slapped with the truth. The spell broke off easily when I casted it on him. Maybe the spell that was used on him is so powerful that it can easily break off my spell. My spells are no ordinary spells. Some of the spells and enchantments that I am using come from the book of Demonic Spells. It was in our guild’s room filled with books. That's why I read and studied it on my own without Pi’s knowledge.

Mara had no idea of what the book was about; those words were all it had and the back was completely plain and painted red. ‘’I need to get out of here before the Alpha comes back’’ Mara quickly placed everything just as she had met it and walked out. Heading to the room, Luna Henrietta looked like she aged even more when she was away. This was not normal, but Mara knew her limits, she could not inquire about such. Hiding the red-painted book from the luna, Mara hands over the book of spells. Luna Henrietta, desperately flipped through the pages of the book, with all her might.