Oblivion Spell Guide Novels & Stories

This is a reverse-harem, coming-of-age story about a girl who discovers her true power when she escapes heartbreak and moves far away from everything she knew in the bustling city of LA, to the wild redwoods of Northern California. A modern twist on “Little Red Riding Hood,” Rosalynd Reid will need to choose who to love and trust--her hunky werewolf, the reclusive artist billionaire/secret leprechaun, or the wise professor/Coven Leader sent to guide her in the ways of magic. She will find some parts of magic are beautiful, and others dark. She will learn to love the trees from the local werewolf pack as their future luna, and the ways of earth magic and sexual energy from the witches. Her leprechaun lover will teach her about all the hidden riches in the community and will open her eyes to the exciting lifestyle of a country billionaire. In the end, after many trials, adventures, and flirtations, she will discover her power and find true happiness with the men of her dreams.

What if the Moon Goddess was not a benevolent guide—but a temperamental tyrant with desires of her own? Gemma Hayes is a human witch trapped in a world ruled by wolves—and cursed with a fate no one envies. As the living vessel of the Moon Goddess, her body is power, her soul a prize. Every alpha wants her. To control her. To claim her as his obsession. But Gemma belongs to no one. She refuses to be reduced to a pawn in werewolf politics. Except Gemma is hoarding secrets. Fate binds her to the one alpha she swore she would never touch again—dominant, ruthless, possessive, and utterly unwilling to share what the mate bond has marked as his. With the Moon Goddess whispering inside her mind, packs circling like predators, and a bond that threatens to devour her free will, Gemma must decide what terrifies her more: defying destiny… or surrendering to an obsession that could destroy them both. Because once an alpha claims what is his, he never lets go.

Nineteen years ago, a prophecy appeared in the land of Calla Empire. "The day has come. The Goblin's Bride will be born. The Goblin will rise again." Mothers who were pregnant were f*rced to abort their unborn children. The Queen who was bearing the King's sole heiress was left with no other choice but to escape and run away from the Empire. Amara Fairoza turned into a lovely little girl. She was loved by the people of the woods and was always been a fan of folklores. "My children, do you want to know a secret?" said by an old woman when Amara was seventeen. "It was the Royal family who cursed the people. They were the ones who spread the disease and blame it to the Goblin. They took the Goblin and locked him under the palace. The Goblin's trapped into a deep sleep. A spell was casted by a witch and no one could wake him except for the kiss of his bride." She didn't have any idea back then that she was the lost queen of the empire and the Goblin's bride.

I'm cursed with the most deadly spell of the werewolf pack—leaving me with only a month left to live. However, no one in my family knows about this. Ever since they'd adopted Natali Fisher, an orphan who greatly resembles my older sister, they've poured all their love and attention into her—and stopped caring about me. And at that very moment, I'm curled up in a corner of the woodshed, with blood steadily dripping from the corners of my lips. Dad, Mom, and my older brother, Kent Greene, probably think that I'm throwing another tantrum and am deliberately hiding from them. But that isn't the case this time. They are currently outside cooking Natali's favorite mushroom soup in the courtyard. Their happy laughter fills the air, painting the picture of a warm, loving family. Maybe I could even believe this is a happy family if I weren't about to die soon.

Dad and my brother, Jonah Atwood, have always favored my sister, Lisa Atwood, while resenting me. At my coming-of-age ceremony, when several werewolves in the Blackwolf pack corners and harasses me, it's Rex Vaughn, the Alpha's heir, who steps in to protect me. He throws the most extravagant mate-bonding ceremony for me, right before the Moon Goddess. Overnight, I become someone every other female wolf wishes they could be! I'm seven months pregnant when I show up at Lisa's birthday party. Somehow, we're ambushed by dark magic. As always, Dad and Jonah put Lisa first. They throw everything they have into shielding and dragging her out of the enemies' barrier, leaving me trapped in the center of the spell circle, nearly consumed. In the end, it's Rex who pulls me out. Later, I wake up in Stone Cabin, only to walk right into a scene that makes my blood run cold. "You paid off an old witch from the Darkmoon pack to set up that spell circle?" Rex's eyes blaze red with fury. "She's only seven months along, and you were already trying to rip the pup out of her? "What? Were you hoping Lily and her pup would blow up and die together?" Jonah and Dad shrink back, trying to explain themselves. "Lisa's wolf is fading fast. The old witch said the only way to save her and her wolf is to sacrifice someone with the same blood immediately…" Rex snaps, "I care about Lisa more than either of you do! Why else do you think I claimed Lily as my mate? Sure, I want to save Lisa, but not by sacrificing Lily and her pup!" That is how I learn the truth. Rex didn't bond with me because he cared. He did it to save Lisa. As it turns out, he's no different from Dad and Jonah. All they ever see is Lisa, the weak-born wolf. I was never part of the picture to begin with. Since no one's ever truly cared about me, I'll walk away with my pup.

He didn’t just buy my company. He bought me in marriage. And he’s been orchestrating my downfall from the very beginning. I was the golden girl of the Sterling empire until my father and my backstabbing ex-fiancé stripped me of my legacy, threw me to the wolves, and left me with nothing. Broken and looking for a single night of oblivion, I walked into a secluded hotel lounge and fell into the arms of a cold, mesmerizing stranger. A man who possessed a lethal charm and eyes like a winter storm. The next morning, he was gone. Twenty-four hours later, he walked into my father's boardroom. Julian Vance. The ruthless, multi-billionaire acquisitions tycoon who just hostilely took over my family's firm. He’s cold, calculating, and three steps ahead of everyone else in the city. And before the ink on the merger can even dry, he announces our sudden engagement on live television to force my hand. I thought I was playing a dangerous game of fake marriage to get revenge on the family that ruined me. I thought I could use Julian's massive empire as a shield to take back what’s mine. But I was wrong. Julian didn't find me in that lounge by accident. He knew exactly who I was. He knew exactly what my ex did to me. And as a dark, international conspiracy closes in around us, I'm forced to realize that the man sharing my bed isn't just protecting me from the monsters out to destroy me... He might be the most dangerous monster of them all.

I was a semi-retired actress, joining a divorce reality show with my billionaire husband. "I want a divorce." Facing the camera, I spoke calmly. Off-camera, Hector Sinclair frowned as he reviewed the scene with me. "You need to show more emotion when you say it. That’s what will get people talking, stir up discussion, and drive the views. "Otherwise, who’s going to believe you really want to divorce me? They’ll just think you’re acting again. “Use your head. I can’t guide you every step of the way." Yeah. To outsiders, I was nothing more than a pretty face—vain, shallow, and talentless. Meanwhile, he was a shrewd and cultured businessman, commanding a fortune worth billion. No one believed I would willingly give up the title of Mrs. Sinclair, not even Hector himself. However, he had no idea that this time, I meant it.

In her first life, he took everything from her. Now, in this life, she demands her revenge. Evelyn King was the perfect pawn in high society, a demure, devoted fiancée to billionaire heir Julian Vance, blissfully unaware of the corruption lurking behind his charming smile. But everything changes after a deadly, rigged car crash and the agonizing discovery of Julian’s affair with her childhood best friend, Chloe. Evelyn sees the brutal truth: her marriage was a setup, her wealth a target, and her death orchestrated for profit. Instead of fading into oblivion, she wakes up ten years in the past, on the morning of the Vance Summer Gala, the night Julian plans to announce their engagement and trap her forever. Refusing to play the pawn, Evelyn makes a bold, deadly choice. She leaves behind the boy dressed in pretenses and walks straight to Arthur Vance Julian's estranged and ruthless father, a formidable financial titan ruling high society with an iron fist. Armed with secrets from her previous life, including a dark ledger revealing that Julian isn't even Arthur’s biological son, Evelyn proposes a scandalous marriage of convenience. By uniting her family's voting power with Arthur's, they aim to strip Julian of his inheritance before he even realizes the war has begun. The society is appalled. Julian’s fury spirals into madness, a psychotic rage convinced Evelyn is a greedy viper who stole his birthright. Yet, what Julian and the media fail to see is that Evelyn’s alliance with Arthur is more than a scheme for money; she’s stepping into a den of wolves. As they delve into a decades-old family conspiracy, the icy contract between them begins to ignite with a dangerous, possessive passion.

ACADEMY OF THE DAMNED: BRIDE TO THE ABYSS. When I died, I did not expect to be haunted and chased by a group of people that called themselves the school for the dead. Wait? I died??? I do not think I am dead, but I had a NDE. Unfortunately, that means I belonged to the school of the damned now, a school where supernatural beings like fae, demons and witches attended and guess where it was located. In hell. So when I, Alexandria Nicole Thompson wound up in this school, I was an anomaly. Human. A human never became part of the damned, and the demons made it clear to me that I wasn't welcomed. I had to fight for my life every minute, from being spell bound, to being bitten by a raging vampire with a hard-on for me, and the fallen angel, cold and bitter, angry at everything in the world, yet I was drawn to him, and finally, there was Cassiel, next in line to be herald of a plane, a ruler of demons who hated me with every breath and declared me unwanted from the school. I had to grow a tough hide....or skin

"Are you sure you want this?" The witch slid the vial across the table. "Once I cast the unbinding spell, your Fated Mate connection will dissolve over ten days. On the tenth day, it's permanent. No reversals." I didn't hesitate. "Your name?" She picked up her pen. "Mara Voss." Her hand froze. Everyone in New York's vampire community knew that name. Conrad Levin — the Prince of the New York Dominion, an eight-hundred-year-old monster who had never shown a flicker of attachment to anything — had three years ago announced to the entire supernatural world that he'd found his Fated Mate. A human girl carrying the rarest blood type in existence. Golden blood. Her name was Mara Voss. I held out my wrist. The witch began her work. I opened my phone and booked a one-way ticket to Prague. Departing in exactly ten days. This time, Conrad would never find me.