Penyihir Novels & Stories

Slowly, Thea's magic wove a bridge between the physical world and the ethereal realm. As the incantation reached its crescendo, the room was filled with a haunting chorus of distant cries. The anguished voices of Faith and Kendrick's children echoed through the air, their desperation and fear resonating in every corner of the room. Thea's power drew upon their emotions, their connection, to fuel her spell.

Natyaramona asked, louder this time. I glanced at Ambrosio. He nodded and used his new vampire speed to get Natayaramona the liquid she wanted. Fabbrician, on the other hand, squatted to level the gaze of Natyra beforing using his compulsione - a skill only vampires can do which allows them to hypnotize other creatures - to test out if Natyaramona truly transitioned well. “What in the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?” Natyaramona spat at Fabbri.

Majority of a clergy of priests are not left out of the spirit of the gin age, some priests have been caught countless of times drinking gin in the name of the church communion wine. Out of every five couples, three were married as one partner had successfully hypnotized by the other with the use of a magical spell- the love potion. An age where true love seem not to exist, jinn was used by so many country folks to wish themselves of valuable things to the detriment of others, and even to wish themselves someone else's husbands. especially in the aspect of using love potions to forcefully collect someone's love partner, most of such victims act like puppets.

So keep calm and let me do my wonders. With that, we stop talking and she continues to paint my face. Finally! We are done. They refuse to allow me to see what I look like until the hairstylist is done and am fully dressed. "How is that fair?" "Nothing is fair in this world young lady, says the hairstylist." While Gabriella, the make-up artist continue to whisper things to peace, which made both laugh hysterically. "Girl! You should see your face right now, peace mocked."

Yeli was so jealous of Hilena's talent that when she found out that Hilena was very talented and could receive a lot of resources, the sub-master placed a 'binding silence spell' on the young witch's body so that she could corrupt all of Hilena's benefits. Fortunately, after she passed through adulthood, Hilena reached a high-level witch through her intimate acts with Marek, so that the binding spell lost its power. For years Hilena has been looking for a way to get rid of the binding spell, it turns out that the binding spell is just like any other spell, which will release when the spell caster is overtaken by the power of the person receiving the spell.

Her cheerful self was gone and replaced with the seriousness of a witch. "All you need to do is to channel your emotions to your prey or object." Suzy rolled her hands in the hair and a whirlwind started. The windows of the quarter began slamming themselves. One smashed the wall hard and the shred fell to the floor. I stared at her with wide eyes as I tried to absorb what the hell just happened. "Did you cause that whirlwind?" "I concentrated my emotions and controlled the molecules present in the air. It is quite simple, try it." I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate but nothing was coming through. I rolled my hands in the air, grunted, punched the air, yet it was still the same emptine

I was determined to ignore every ounce of attraction that wanted to exist between us—wanted, because I wasn’t ready to accept that it truly existed yet. I signed the contract where necessary, feeling some sort of doom come over me. I felt like I had just made a deal with the devil, which I probably had. I handed the pen over to Mr. Coleman and he signed as well, then he looked up at me with a devilish glint in his eyes. I didn’t know what to make of that look, but I found myself strangely bound by it. “It’s done?” I asked, before the infuriating man could say anything.

So ,what were you going to tell me? Reiya: Ohh that's right. I just wanted to see whether or not you can learn this spell from me. It's an incantation for the color Violet. It is really useful in fights as it is an imprisonment spell that creates a cage like prison surrounding the specific area depending on the caster's will. Size and durability of the prison will also depend on who cast it. The Pregucia Familia specializes in these types of incantations and they can be very annoying in fights as they really know how to fight dirty. Laying traps everywhere on the battlefield, binding their targets, weakening them and they can even seal their opponents spiritual strength but not many demons

I stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. Seraphina wastes no time. Her lips begin murmuring words in a language I don’t understand, a spell that reverberates in the air around us. My entire body begins to vibrate, as if an electric current is surging through my veins. A golden, pulsating beam of light forms between our hands, connecting us with an energy so powerful it almost knocks me backward.

The symbols seemed to pulse with a strange energy, and as I studied them, a voice echoed in my mind—soft yet powerful. "Emily, guardian of Silverwood Falls, you have been chosen to uncover the truth." The voice guided me, revealing visions of ancient battles and hidden prophecies. I saw a mighty werewolf, shrouded in darkness, wielding unimaginable power. The vision shifted, showing me a towering mountain and a hidden cave, the entrance guarded by fearsome creatures. Inside, a dark force pulsed, its malevolent energy threatening to consume everything in its path.