Overlord Spells Novels & Stories

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

“Blood spells are not one-way. They create a cycle. What you send out will return to you three times stronger. The obsession you invoke will consume the target… and then it will consume you.” “I’m aware of the risks,” I declared, my heart pounding. “I still need it.” She sighed, as if she had already had this conversation with many arrogant young people before. “Very well. But remember the three laws: first, the doll must contain something from the target. Second, every needle you drive into it will also pierce your own soul. Third…” Her eyes darkened. “Once the spell is initiated, it can only be broken by death or madness.” I paid with more than half of my allowance. When her bony hands del

We stood together and we were not Alpha and Omega divided by tradition because we were dual forces that were bound and unbroken and unrelenting, and the night air shivered around us and the blood moon glowed deep red above and the forest seemed to exhale as it acknowledged the balance that had shifted. Darius crawled backward and he was defeated in body but he was not broken in will because he had been waiting for this moment for too long and he would not let it go easily. “You will not survive what is coming and the wolves who follow you will not survive because the power that you have awakened will not save you and the bond that you have forged will not protect you and the wolves who have

Kaelith, mine, and a third one, which I must not say aloud at this moment. Images appear in the bowl like visions: A tree on fire. A broken crown. A wolf swallowing the moon. Kaelith will understand these signs. The Old keeper had taken a long time—he'd been sleeping for too long, but now he had woken up, and it was time to act. This spell I use is very old. No one born after the fall of the first Keepers can understand it. That’s why I’m safe. Later, Marlik comes to visit me.

“You think you can kill me?” I smiled darkly. “Then why are you bleeding?” She screamed in fury, and suddenly the surrounding sea shook. The ocean creatures roared from deep below. Then they came. Huge monsters leaped from the water, their glowing eyes filled with rage. Their massive bodies crashed through the walls of the sea, heading straight for us. But before they could get close, a barrier of fire and ice shot up in front of them. Nicholas, Blue, and Jephta stood at the entrance, their hands raised, power pouring out of them. The creatures slammed into the barrier, shrieking in anger, but they couldn’t break through.

It had been over a hundred years since an omega had been born into the kingdom of Enchantia and at this, they were believed to be a myth however this was about to change. Loud footsteps of could be heard from outside the small borning room as Alpha Philip paced back and forth in anticipation of the birth of his child. This birth had brought him much worry due to his wife Beta Lela’s difficult pregnancy. It was unlike her previous 3 pregnancies which had run smoothly and ended in the birth of her 2 alpha sons John and George and her beta daughter Caroline. Beta Lela’s cries filled the room, she was exhausted and had been in labor for many hours with nothing to show for it. The midwives began

If anything, she was even feeling invigorated, maybe it was because of her adrenaline kicking in. She waited long enough for an opportunity like this to try her hand in spell casting. There is nothing more exciting than using your own magic to defeat your enemies. With a huge influx of magic mana coursing through her body, Audrey chanted the Lightning Ordeal spell. "ASTRAPÍ ASTRAPÍ!!!!!!!!!" As soon as Audrey chanted the spell for Lightning Ordeal, thick gray clouds out of nowhere started to congregate. A deep rumbling of the thunder can be heard in the back, and after a few breaths, lightning bolt as thick as the size of a bowl struck the unprepared horde of the undead.

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"

"And I want the night to last forever. Our interests align. His gates will flood this world with primal energy. Magic will return as the dominant force. And my children will inherit the eternal dark." Amy stepped forward, her dual blades forming instinctively. "You want to turn the world into a buffet." The Overlord's smile showed perfect, sharp teeth. "I prefer to think of it as... restoring the natural order. Predator and prey." "Enough talk," Classy said, crouching and touching the ground. The concrete surged up, forming a barrier between them and the Overlord. "You want a fight? Let's fight." Windwalker clapped from his perch. Bravo! Straight to the action!

Asked Professor Reavers. “She never told me,” was his simple reply. “That is a very powerful hiding spell. It also binds you to the castor for as long as you both are breathing.” said the oracle head. “Is that bad?” Dorin asked genuinely alarmed. “Not if it was casted by your mother... I hope...” said Professor Dimitri. “Do you have any other spells on you, Dorin?” Professor Morell Asked. “Well... just these lightning spells...” saying this, Dorin gave a small spark on his elbow. A bright yellow mark flared up as he did. “I used to get hit by lightning when I was smaller, so mother made a ward to send them away.”