Memories Spell Novels & Stories

I only had to hope I would find everything I needed in this old laboratory. When I was a fifth-year student, we were taught to cast the Spirit Memory spell. Only a few of us could cope with this invocation in practice. I wasn’t one of them. Theoretical studies were considered sufficient then. However, who’d stop me from having a go now, when I’d become the proud owner of the golden blood?

Matthew had to rework his sentence in a better way. “Hmm I have heard of a certain spell that has something to do with memories.” “Mind telling me more?” Matthew turned to face Belle as he listened closely. “It’s like digging through someone’s mind to pull out the memories that they want. Though, the victims often are those that are being interrogated. So I don’t think it necessarily works the way you want it to.” “Okay… Well, thanks for telling me at least.” “If you want to know more, I suggest you see someone who has better knowledge of this. The best one I know is Cobalt.”

Hilda pouted and punched the bricks of the cemetery. "You know what they say about friends and enemies?" Dad cocked a brow at an indifferent Hilda. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?" I raised my chin and studied the environment of the cemetery. The gate was opened but we couldn't step in because of the boundary spell. Everywhere is eerie silent and there is no creature in sight. "Correct. I know you always inherited your smartness from me." Dad ruffled my hair and gave me a cheeky smile that revealed his deep-rooted dimples.

The old master kaja gave her a special spell called total recall. “You can use it once to recall something or makes someone recall something. Keep it and use it when the time comes, my dear.” “This is too much! This dinner is already enough but you still decided to get me gifts!” Mizuko could only shed tears. How could she be this lucky? “You have to memorize spells from now on,” Miranda tells her. “The magic academy will be fun. There’s more spells there and you can meet a lot of people too, a lot of friends.”

"Haru, we know you're not ready to remember your memories. You will be harder on yourself. We'll just explain everything to you when you're okay." "Do you think I will get better? Do you think I can live long? If we all knew I wouldn't live long!" Kian angrily faced his sister and shouted at her. "When we say you will be healed, you will be healed! Because we won’t let you get lost! Mom and I still want to be with you for a long time even if you don’t remember us who we are in your life Haru! I know and your heart knows who we are in your life."

She uses her spell as she changes the curse of the history of the clan her master wanted to be closer with the Maiden. “One, two, three. Your memories are changed in a shift and a nick of seconds with my sword.” Counting as she started to utter her reverse spells, she continues to dance gracefully as she went all through everyone’s rooms and memories as she speaks. “Four, five, six. Your known master will be my creator. Seven, eight, nine. You are all under my spell and for a big black ten. You should all follow my dear master.”

“Even if you do this, Jack could go to another wizard. Someone else might help him restore his memory.” I smirked inwardly. She was already considering it. On the outside, I offered her a confident smile. “Memory spells like this one are delicate. The antidote can only be crafted by the wizard who cast it. No one else would be able to undo it. This plan is foolproof, Lucy. You have nothing to worry about. No risk, no exposure.” Her expression said it all—conflicted, tempted, desperate. She hadn’t agreed, but she hadn’t rejected it either.

“What did you do?” Maximus’s expression was unreadable. “The spell is working,” he said quietly. “Slower than the witches hoped, but it’s working. Your memories are starting to fade. Each ritual takes more of you away.” “No,” I said, shaking my head frantically. “No, I remember everything. I remember Rowan. I remember—” But even as I said it, I realized he was right. Some of my memories were becoming fuzzy. They were not gone completely, but… they seemed distant, like they belonged to someone else.

Nothing could touch me. By doing this memory erasing spell, I will lose all memories of my heritage. All spells I have grown to master over the years. All the people I have ever met in the past and present, will simply be gone. I will essentially be starting life over as a new born. Is this really worth it?

With a solemn determination, he channeled his mystical powers, attempting to break through the barriers that concealed the truth. To everyone's surprise, as the spell washed over Jude, his memories began to resurface. Fragmented images and emotions flooded his mind, revealing glimpses of the time they had spent together, albeit lost in the depths of his subconscious. However, when the Vampire King tried the same spell on Elle, it became apparent that her memory remained stubbornly elusive, shrouded in a haze that defied his attempts to penetrate it.