Memories Spell Novels & Stories

I asked him. “I guess so. That was just my hunch. However, there is still possibility that the spell was broken inside you because your heart desires to remember all the memories you have with that person you had forgotten. Sometimes, heart is stronger than the will of the mind,” he replied. Okay, I see.

“Besides… Nero will not fail us.” “IT’S TRUE that it was your Matertera Matilda’s memory. The photograph is laced with a spell that stores memories from the people in it. I happen to be able to tap into these memories… and I took you with me…” Amadeo’s fingers were clasped in his lips, completely lost in his thoughts. “But then… as I decided it was time for us to go back already, you suddenly disappeared. I—” “A spell?” Even in situations like this, I still can’t help but run my mouth and curiosity.

I leaned in close and whispered directly into her ear so that only she could hear my words. "How dare you try to erase my memory, you stupid bitch." I hissed at her. "Did you really think you could get away with what you did to me? Did you think I would just disappear and never come back to make you pay?" Cora's eyes went wide with genuine fear now, and she stammered, "That's impossible. There's no way you could have recovered your memories. The spell was supposed to be permanent. The boss promised me it would work forever."

Although Chiel's body was shorter and only up to Rain's chest, Chiel looked up with a pair of cold and cruel eyes. "You don't know what you want right now, Miss. What happened to you is not a memory-opening spell. That was just one of the stimulants to help you recall the memories that have been erased. It's not medicine. It's just a little supplement to your fishing abilities. If you swallow too much and take it simultaneously, I guarantee your brain will explode." "But," said Rain. "Chiel showed you the runes for understanding and remembering. The rune opens your mind to read and recognize other signs but not to restore memory. Think of it as a tool to trigger and activate sleeping memorie

"If I become your chef, will you pay me with something else?" "What’s it?" She queried. "I don't need it now, but I will need it anytime in the future. Will you give it to me?" He asked. "What's that thing?" She questioned. He pointed his middle finger into her eyes. "I will let you know when I need it. Deal or no deal?" "Deal." He curtsied his head and placed his hand on the left side of his chest. "From now on, I, Malachi, is your personal chef,"

"So what exactly is the spell supposed to work?" "Since I made the deal with the demon, I already cast a spell that locked all of my memories. I made sure to make it so no one else besides the two of us has access to enter my memories. There'll be a specific object I need to find to gain my full memories and you'll be the one to guide me through it." "Why can't you make the spell just give you all your memories back right away." "I don't want to take any risk. By locking my memories from everyone else who tries to get into my head, I'm able to keep them in a certain place. It will be the only place they can be when they do enter my mind."

she looks me directly in my eyes; searching to see if I believe her as I weigh up her story against what I already know, unsure of what to believe. “I don’t understand. Why don’t I remember any of this?” I decide that her explanation is not enough. “My mother cast a spell over you and Ash. A memory spell,” she looks saddened at the thought. What memory spell? “She took my memories? What did she do to them?” I blurt out shakingly. “They’re just locked, don’t worry. Truthfully, I was expecting you to have them back at this point,” she brushes a loose curl behind her ear curiously.

Freedom "I am now chasing my happiness and I hope you'll chase yours too. Sorry for all the troubles that I made but I hope we can meet in the future when we finally achieved our dreams." I smiled again as I remembered the message that my fiancé sent me. Oh! It's now ex-fiancé since the engagement was off. Though, I didn't expect him to be this nice. How unfortunate I didn't see his face and know his name.

He was being playful and it pissed me off. “I know you can’t remember that.” I glared at him, “I made sure to wipe it clean from your mind.” His smile didn’t fade, in fact, it grew bigger, “Why? Did you think just because you cast a spell on me, I’d forget about it?” “Yes,” I nodded as I looked back at him wide-eyed, “That’s how the spell works.” “Oh?” He passed me a toothy grin, “Perhaps it doesn’t work the same way on people with perfect memory.”

As I reached the second spell, rain began to lash against the windows, conjured by my magic into a stormy tempest outside. Chanting the final spell, I felt my aura blaze brightly, casting a glow around me as I wove the magic that would erase Alpha's memories. The intensity of my focus was palpable, each word spoken with unwavering determination. I visualized the specific memories, carefully unraveling them from Alpha's mind, layer by layer, until they were no more.