Penyihir Novels & Stories

“Is it a recipe for making people less annoying? Because if so, I have requests.” Sonia smacks his shoulder. “Parker, shut up.” I take a breath and run my fingers along the edge of the book. “It’s a book on ancient witchcraft. Forbidden rituals. Curses. And—more importantly—antidotes.” Theo leans forward. “Antidotes for what?” I glance at him, at the concern in his eyes, the weight of it pressing down on me like chains. “For soul transference. Mirror curses. Spells that make you think someone is someone else. Or worse… make the whole world believe a lie.”

he said, nodding towards my battered silver band, "are hard to come by." "My twin and I wear a matching set," I said, spinning it with my thumb. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because you need to know what we can do." He sat up, eyeing me warily. "When I take it off, the world changes. It looks the same, but foggy, and I don't see people anymore, I see their souls. It's a pretty pointless ability really," I said, staring at my hands. "Lills is different though. She closes her eyes and sees the taken. She can interact with them and hear them speak. I can't. The ones I see are just dim reflections. It doesn't have much of an effect on me, but it takes a lot out of her."

The demon started to explain as Guru reminded Lexi that he would also be able to siphon some from him. "So that makes three. I can take a bit from each of you to use an illusory trick. Like a sight shield. I'm right there but your eye sees nothing but an energy shadow and not even that unless you are in engaged in an act of Elemental magick. That's not the act these toms are thinking about, I'm sure."

"Isabella, weave your enchantments, cloak us in illusions that shall deceive even the keenest of observers. Alistair, unleash the fury of the elements, let their power surge through our veins and prepare us for the full moon ritual." With a wave of her hand, Isabella summoned a cascade of illusions that enveloped the trio. The chamber transformed, walls shifting and morphing, creating an ever-changing landscape. Their appearances blurred, their forms flickering and dissolving into hazy outlines. Dante's senses were tested as he navigated the shifting illusions. He knew that the ritual required utmost concentration, for any lapse could mean failure and the loss of the precious powers he sough

Zahir could also be wearing a facade of love to hide his true intentions. I was just bluffing when I said I could use forbidden magic. It was the truth that I knew the spell that could take me into someone’s unacceptable parts of mind, but I had never used it. I wasn’t trying to use it on Zahir, either. I just wanted him to panic a little and then I immediately teleported us here in front of Hikari.

It isn't the same shimmer as a ghosting. If someone is bewitched they have a subtle pink shimmer, it’s only noticeable by the change of wind. It's like the glaze that is over them, controlling them has to change direction when the wind hits or it will lift just slightly which will allow the bewitched to become coherent enough to call for help, it is the only way I can explain it. “Thank you Derrick, summers are rough, so who was Ricky’s mother?” I asked, pretending to sip my coffee, I could smell the tiger's eye before I took my first sip. I have been playing along for now.

Lord have mercy. Somebody, please, do hear the noise I made and come to see what is going on. "Lucia," my voice does not sound like my voice, and I sound extraordinarily pathetic. I've never heard myself speak this way. I let a hand slide under her chest, where her bustier and skirt left her bare skin to my eyes. Lucia trembles. I scare her. Of course, she is scared, stronzo. She is a kid, and you are literally doing whatever you want!

“What kind of spell?” “I want to see who was here. It’s a divining spell. I have to be very specific about what I want and then it will show me. In this case, I’m going to ask it to show me who was here. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but that’s the gist.” She says, moving to the center of the room.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

“ That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that, “ I said sheepishly He flashed his fangs. “ It’s the façade you put up. Everyone puts up one, but you’ve built a wall too tall for anyone to climb over, “ he explains watching my every move. My hands started to shake. He pinned me to the side of the house. “ W-what are you doing? “ I ask He states deeply into my eyes. Making a shiver go through my whole body.