Muffliato Spell Novels & Stories

"Ok then I think I can remember the wording to the spell. Relax, close your eyes and in a moment you will feel a sharp pain in your chest but it won't last long. Open your eyes when I tell you." Ellie again does what she is told and closes her eyes as she faces the mirror. She hears Missy saying something again using the Old Latin, a spell of some sort she assumes. Then she does feel a sharp pain in her chest that lasts for maybe 3-4 seconds. Finally, Missy tells her to open her eyes. Ellie opens her eyes and sees something amazing. Her loose fitting sweatshirt now appears to be concealing two rather large bulges underneath it. "My God Missy are...are they real." Ellie whispers as she stares

She tried again, shouting the spell out loud this time, hoping that volume might add to its potency. “Illuminati verdas,” she cried. Her shout sounded like little more than a whisper, as if this horrid place had somehow sucked up and absorbed the sound of her voice. This time, a faint golden glow appeared above her palm, casting little light. The darkness remained as impenetrable as ever.

Instead, he felt overjoyed… This spell was, in fact, a Forbidden Spell related to farts. However, it didn’t just let out a foul ball of air, but a unique smell that consisted of poisonous law power. The stench was simply unbearable and was thousands of times more noxious than that of a weasel’s fart. It was a good spell for escaping. After that, Alex went to look at the other two lotus flowers, realizing that they were just what he needed. The first one was the Great Claymore Spell, whereas the other was the Great Gravity Spell.

I gasped and looked at Malphus who was staring up at me with beady eyes. Who was this? “It is I, Malphus.” the voice spoke back and I recognized that Malphus’s voice was not throaty or anything masculine. It was rather a cute voice. Omg! How? The voice replied “I’ll explain it to you later. Repeat the spell that I say after me and click your fingers after you say the spell.” Okay.

"A baby? That can't be me, right?" "Don't ask me. How would I know?" …This guy is full of mystery. Forget it. Once his memory returns, I'm quite sure that he would tell me everything. "Ehem, back to our topic," I said. "What you read just now is a magic spell." "Magic spell? What is that?" "Magic spell is an incantation, a spell, a charm, an enchantment or a bewitchery, it is a magical formula intended to trigger a magical effect on a person or objects by consuming mana— Restia."

It clawed the back of her throat and sat foul in her lungs, like wet fur and old magic. Spell-burn. Scent-block. Barrier. Her wolf snarled immediately, slamming against Lillieth’s ribs so hard she arched in instinctive panic. NO. Lillieth’s chest heaved. “K—” Her throat caught. Her voice barely scraped out. Something had dried her mouth, cracked her lips, left her tongue heavy and slow. Marla’s voice drifted from the dark. “Oh good,” she cooed. “You’re awake. I was getting bored.”

Her eyes glowed blue and the same with her palms, she turned over as sight instantly swam across the barrier and towards her. Line by line, she began to reverse; " lleh fo semalf eht yb llaf" (Fall by the flames of hell) The first line was spoken, the line which triggered a reverse spell. "Htaed O' (O death) The second line, spoken, it seemed like nothing had occurred yet. "Ssenkaew ruoy si siht rof" (For this is your weakness) "Maria stop this please!" John let his emotion flow as he cried out loud, hitting against the barrier once more.

Mike looked confused for a moment, looked around the circle of men, but recovered. Floyd's eyes twinkled. Maddie sat on the back of a chair. ‘It's over,’ said Maddie with a lovely smile, ‘no more manipulation.’ Floyd got up, straightened his jacket. ‘I don't know how you got out of that spell, honey,’ he said, glancing at Mike for a moment, ‘but it doesn't matter.’ He raised his hand, muttered a spell, and focused the energy on Maddie. He smiled triumphantly for a moment. But when the energy hit Maddie, nothing happened. She absorbed the energy without any problems.

I muttered in confusion. She simply sighed, rubbed her forehead with her hands and explained what it meant. “Just like the name implies, it’s a spell used to create illusions and can also be used to hide objects or people from the outside world. They made it out of mana, powerful mana, and that’s why you’re finding it pretty difficult.” She said, Almost everything she had said sounded like gibberish to me, but I faked understanding by bobbing my head up and down like an iguana.

“So if someone is cursed to sleep, what spell would you use to counter the curse?” I ask Aunt Shanna. “Ah!” she exclaims after pausing to think. “I know just the spell.” She begins to flip through the pages. Words fly past in rapid succession, but I manage to read a few. They mean guard, bind, and dispel. After flipping through half of the book, Shanna stops and points to a page. The explanation of the spell is short and merely states that the spell will wake up the recipient. The magic word is ‘izuzzu’ which means ‘arise’ in the language of magic. This is written at the center of the magic circle and is surrounded by lines that form the shape of z’s. Shanna seems to be watching me because w