Overlord Spells Novels & Stories

He motion the other to attack them, but a light comes out in between that scattered along the surface of the woods. “Stay where you are… Keep preaching.” Cordelia stated. “Audi Lunae dea carmen meum. Malus creatura dormiat in tenebris rt proiicat ea. In globo lucis requelescant.” (Goddess of the moon, hear my spell. Let the evil creature sleep in darkness and cast them away.Let them rest in a ball of light.) Lazarus could not believe what he saw. Her kin fell to the ground and lost consciousness and deeply asleep. The lights that wrapped around their body suddenly appeared in his sight.

As Caroline laid out the spell’s components—a circle of salt, a basin of water infused with moonlight, and two thin strands of silver thread—Olivia reached for Ralph’s hand. His fingers laced with hers, warm and steady. “If anything goes wrong—” he started. She squeezed his hand. “Then we fight our way back. Together.” His jaw tensed, but he nodded. Caroline knelt before them, placing the silver threads in their palms. “Close your eyes.” Olivia did. The moment the spell activated, a sudden pull yanked her forward, like being dragged underwater— And then everything went black. When Olivia opened her eyes, she was somewhere else.

My father’s Beta, who was the lead warrior, died trying to protect him, now his son had assumed that position. After those bitter experiences, He'll never allow a weak link cost him the lives of those he loved, and have sworn to protect as the protector of the realm. No mistake was allowed, He'll always be prepared for any and every attack. He'll take precautions, if necessary, and would always be one step ahead of his enemies. Over the years, he'd kept tabs on his uncles’ movements and actions, hiding spies on every plane. He was not ashamed to use magic, even though werewolves shunned anything diabolical. He would do anything and everything to protect his realm from malicious invaders.

We’d strung a series of spells across the road, the first rank meant to slow any intruders, the next to bounce them back across the territory boundary, and the last, Dor had told me blithely, to boil their blood in their veins. Gross. Effective, but gross. He’d taken some blood from the Kimball shaman and used it to focus the spells so that, with luck, it’d only hit the Kimball pack. I’d paid close attention, hoping I’d be able to learn something. Gods, if Dor would teach me…and I’d have the courage to ask him for real instruction the same day Ian bought those throw pillows. Pink ones. With sequins.

She stretched her hands out, and a wave, pale blue and white in color, came out of her hands and surrounded King Odesseus, moving into his body, but particularly his head and his eyes. A small orb that displayed the scenes of Odysseus ever-loving Eira came out of his heart and moved a few distances into the air before exploding into tiny sparks of flame. “The next course of action will be to summon all the kings and prepare for war. It would be better if we attacked them at their base rather than wait for them to attack us.” Urelycus said as Miriyam and Elixir helped King Odesseus to his seat as the spell had drained him of his powers.

*** Gloria circled the three warlocks, staring at the cloud of fiery smoke that swirled around them. She couldn’t go too close to them because the smoke gave forth some serious heat. Although Gloria had been busy fighting, she’d noticed exactly when the three warlocks had appeared on top of the building out of nowhere. And from the way they’d been chanting, it was obvious that their aim was to restore the clan’s dark energy to its full power. Well, Deloris wasn’t called the queen of spells for nothing. That spell she had cast, according to her, could only be broken if she died because she’d tied it to her life. Fortunately, those silly warlocks didn’t know that so Gloria had ignored them and

The moon, her silent witness, cast its approving light upon her efforts. The words of her family echoed in her mind, a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions. He had encouraged her, motivated her, and instilled within her the belief that she could conquer any challenge. His voice whispered that this was just another test—one of many that she would face on her journey.

The king replied, “More than a thousand lives of my Maddox Village are in your hands. If I really wanted to trick you, I wouldn’t have brought you here.” At this moment, Xyris Labelle explained from the side, “This is a Cannibalistic Spell, a sort of powerful parasite. They will devour any sort of flesh and blood that get into contact with it.” Everyone turned to Xyris simultaneously. The bishop asked, “How do you know?”

And they needed a solution fast for they would all be dead otherwise “Alice I beacon you chant the spell with me HANDROSI PLONT, Albert yelled at the end of the forest line. Alice looked on at Emelia and at her remaining warriors, trusting Albert would be for the last Tim she promised herself with a resultant sigh she chanted the spell "HANDRODI PLONT” she looked at herself nothing seemed to have changed, and then it did she could see the end lines of trees ……. And move arms that weren't hers …”what is going on Albert “This is the power of the royal troll you can use it and control me I leave you to it and trust that you will use the powers well he spoke as she felt an unimaginable power com

he began again, but I lifted a hand and cut through his protest. “Enough. We warned Evelyn. She played with forces beyond her understanding and paid the price. But you? You knew what she was doing. You enabled it. And now you’re trying to contain a storm that was never yours to tame.” His jaw clenched, and he said nothing. Sorrell stepped forward, her eyes dark with magic. “This spell… the one you all messed with... it’s not just broken—it’s hungry. If Olivia is suffering, it will devour her from the inside out. If you want her alive, she needs us.”