Perfect Spell Novels & Stories

I pointed my finger and Micheal seemed troubled as he got on his feet again. " taught you, Spells, like what? " He was serious all of a sudden, clenching his hand on the spear. " Aging spell, immortality spell, healing, growing plants, I also wash the dishes without washing them, you know what I mean. " I smiled, grateful I have such unique powers. However, Michael didn't smile. " What else he taught you? " I feel bad all of a sudden. " I'm not in trouble, am I? I never hurt anyone. "

Damian said. “It’s starting to add up now!” Justin said “What is starting to add up?” Alex asked, already scared. “If I’m correct, there’s this spell. It is mostly used on wolves. It basically makes you kill people to activate your wolf curse. The spell can be strong, depends on who casts it” “I was with her today. There was no way someone could have casted a spell on her and I wouldn’t have known” Alex said “The spell can be prepared in advance. You don’t need to light up a thousand candles and lay her down in a giant circle for you to cast it. Did you notice anything strange today?”

Meredith stated, flipping through the pages of the book until she paused at a page and started reading out the content. "A soul lost might also be found…but only if that which occupies the vessel so willingly exits." She glanced at me as she jabbed a finger at a page. "This spell must be uttered by more than one, but less than three…so that's two of us," she noted. I nodded briskly and moved to peer down at the spell. "Expellimus Spiritum," she whispered. "Spiritus intrus, egredere! Corpus alienum relinque!" I chorused, and she shot me a surprised but very impressed look.

"A baby? That can't be me, right?" "Don't ask me. How would I know?" …This guy is full of mystery. Forget it. Once his memory returns, I'm quite sure that he would tell me everything. "Ehem, back to our topic," I said. "What you read just now is a magic spell." "Magic spell? What is that?" "Magic spell is an incantation, a spell, a charm, an enchantment or a bewitchery, it is a magical formula intended to trigger a magical effect on a person or objects by consuming mana— Restia."

This spell feels cold but the wind it blows whistles a certain melody that would tame the wolf. "Hessuel... he who resonates the song of your howl in the soul of your listeners, that is the meaning of your name. Hessuel, if you can hear me, come forth to my voice and extend your hand," I recited, then close my eyes while stretching my hand to him. The process of this spell includes diving into the thoughts of the wolf to search for that slumbering intelligence. However, all I see is pure darkness within him. "Hessuel? Hessuel... can you hear me? Hessuel?"

"From what I heard it sounds like 'Scho-Tino-Theyama'.." This time, it was Allan and Niccoli talking to one another. "Now, finally we will move on for the mild offense spell types. I have prepared a total of five spells today that you can easily utilize after reaching at least the intermediate level of Red Realm." The first spell that Professor De Belen introduced was the FROST BOMB. "STAMATISTE EKEI" It is the same ice-type magic spell that Nike used during the banquet to chase after a Lava Breathing Boar way back.

Merilyn whispered, the words like a curse in the air. Aekeira struggled to even pronounce the words. "W-what does that mean?" "The words translate to 'The giver and the taker.'” Merilyn's voice was barely above a whisper. “Hav'zie de Baah is a potent and dark spell. Its incantations are known only to a few. It is one of the forbidden magic of our people, deemed too dangerous to be practiced. Some have dedicated centuries to studying the book of spells, yet cannot master a single spell. But on that dreadful night, Vladya, consumed by desperation, uttered the incantations."

“Ah—! That’s right. I understand it. The three thousand great spells and the completion of a grand spell.” Alex figured it out and began to stack the three thousand great spells. The Great Flame Spell! The Great Icebound Spell! The Great Storm Spell! The Great Void Spell! The Great Seal Spell! The Great Silence Spell! The Great Reincarnation Spell! The Great Summoning Spell! The Great Resurrection Spell! The Spell of Great Fate! The Great Kun Peng Spell! The Great Gravity Spell The Great Nightmare Spell! The Great Mirror Spell! The Great Cover Spell! The Great Swallow Spell!

Sweat covered her face, but there was a smug look on her face. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She rasped, her eyes glittering with pure excitement, "A soul-thread. One of the oldest and most precise spells in the craft of witches. You'll be stunned by all I know now with just six weeks of studying my new powers. One wrong move, one spark of interference from your lightning, and it severs. Your Elijah will die instantly and unfortunately, your Motherly Powers, as vast as they might be, cannot revive the dead," As Eleanor said so, she pressed her fingers closer, and the thread quivered. Elijah let out a strangled groan as blood bubbled at the corner of his mouth.

“Please, don’t do this. It’s not worth it. Don’t pay the price.” Tears instantly blur my vision, blurring the terrible words on the page. I can barely speak. Isla screams in my mind, a chaotic, loud roar. "Don’t listen to the projections! Focus! Finish the spell!" I choke back a raw sob and force the final, burning words out, my voice shaking with grief and effort. The last line of the spell burns my tongue, bitter as the taste of blood. "...by shadow’s grace and light’s disdain, Return what’s lost, undo the chain.”