Protection Spell Jar Novels & Stories

“You have two minutes until the guards come back around. Pack a small bag. Hurry.” It took all the control he had in his body to turn away from his mate in her time of need. He had to remind himself that this was a matter of life and death. But when Ava finally joined him with her backpack on and tendrils of her hair sticking to her sweaty face, he knew they would not get very far. He pulled the vials from his bag and gave her one of them. “Protective spell. It will mask us for a few hours,” he told her. “Drink it all.”

I looked at him, my voice low and teasing as I asked: “Aren’t you going to put the ointment on too?” He lifted his gaze, dark eyes locking onto mine, and the faintest smile touched his lips. That rough voice that always made my heart race answered: “Sure.” Rocco stood up from the chair and grabbed a different jar from the mini-fridge nearby, along with a cup of ice that he set within reach of my feet. Then he pulled off the latex gloves he’d been using to tattoo, his bare fingers now promising something more intimate, more tender.

The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy as Elara and I worked side by side, preparing protective charms for the werewolf clan. The witches’ sanctuary was a place of ancient magic, its energy pulsating through the air. Elara's calm presence and expertise were reassuring as we chanted incantations and infused the charms with protective spells. "These charms will shield your clan from Gabriel's dark magic," Elara explained, her hands moving gracefully over a small stone amulet. "But they are only as strong as the belief of those who wear them."

They contain food, water, medicine, flashlight, and others for survival, protection, healing, the bidders might give you special boxes if you impress them but before you can get it, you need to verbally spell the word that the programmable box uttered. "For the word of the day, if you know the spelling, you will know if you are a Spell or a Beat. If you don't know the spelling, you should protect yourselves and your teammates because you don't know who is after your life. Each wrong letter is equivalent to one life in your district. Be careful who to beat, and remember when to beat. The winning district will be granted any three wishes tangible or intangible that start with the letter of the

The witch explained, "I might have saved you once, but I might not be there next time, dear. Here, let me..." So said, the witch turned and dived into the messy shelves, looking for something. Kitty didn't dare to disturb so she just stayed where she was, waiting. "Here, my child. This was a relic from the Greats, they are the greatest witches and wizards from ancient times, way before me." The witch handed Kitty a dusty old paintbrush, "Well, I said 'was' because it's broken now. There's no magic left in it, and it's no use to a witch now. But it WAS left with a protection spell. Take this with you, and it will protect you, exactly once, because once the spell is broken, it will be just a p

But today I had a bigger problem to pay attention to. "Only one thing is left, I think we should try that," I said to Mia. "What?" She asked me. "Do a protection spell on Sebastian and me. We won't be hurt by fire and with the help of his fast speed we will be able to save many people." I told her, but she looked at me like I was an idiot. "You know after that spell will wear off you will be in pain, in intense pain for an hour or so." She said on which I nodded.

He reminded once again and the stone that shone earlier turned back to normal. Lorenzo shook his head as the stone suddenly disappeared. He then faced Minerva who was in the high chair. "I would just engrave some protection spells on you. Don't worry it wouldn't hurt you at all." Lorenzo said as he smiled. By his index finger, he drew something on midair. When he was done, a rune was made and it flew back towards her direction. Suddenly, she was engulfed in yellow light. But it did not take too long as it vanished quickly.

Willow stated to Cordelia. Allegra breathes and tears swell from her eyes. She couldn’t explain how hurt it was to hide secret to Thana. She could never imagine how could Thana accepts all the lies that she kept to her daughter. “Please bring the spell to Thana. It’s her protection from Lazarus and to protect her from the evil deeds.” A fiery red liquid, glittering and glowing like a fire, is a magic spell that she made. Allegra knows if Thana turns to Sixteen Lazarus will come after her.

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.

I kept my steps slow and steady. Once I reached her, I slowly ran my hand over natural black curly hair. She flinched away from my touch and peered up at me. She looked so frightened that I didn’t know what to do. She looked behind me and I turned to find Jarren…encased in large block of ice. Horrified, I ran to him screaming, asking if he could hear me.