Real Vampire Spells Novels & Stories

Josh’s eyes met hers and she nodded at him. She raised her hand and summoned the talismann into her hand. For a moment, Josh looked at her, startled and confused, unsure of what she was about to do. He raised his brows but she ignored him, focusing on the problem at hand instead. Now that the werewolves had no power, vampires were winning over them, sucking any they could get their hands on completely dry of blood. Eira took in a deep breath and raised her free arm. She muttered the spell under her breath and snapped her fingers.

But they were there now, and they were ready. Landry gave her a nod of approval. He had his sage in one hand and a match in the other; he was ready to do exactly what she asked of him. She stood with her feet on the ground and rose her hands above her head; she gazed up at the full moon, pulling the energy from it and allowing it to absorb her fair flesh. Crystal began to recite the spell in Latin; something she had memorized a couple of months ago. Just as she started speaking, Landry sprinkled the sage in a circle around her, just as he did when he summoned the vampire lord.

He said. "Can you?" Wayne asked shifting his position so Paula can join them. "I can, but she kicks doors down fairly easily, so that's a problem" "Put a spell on her then?" "None of my spells can overpower Elaine's, if I put a submissive spell on Tala and Elaine uses hers to call Tala in, it will break the hold my spell has" Hector said and looked at Jasper "What about you? Can you cast a strong enough spell?" "No..." Jasper said and smiled "But who needs spells these days right? How many chains do you think can hold a werewolf?"

But to actually perform the spell, I needed something far worse: a piece of his skin. I fucking hate black magic. When nightfall finally came, I closed my windows and laid out the dusty leather book: Liber Noctis Sanguinem (The book of night blood). I shivered as my hands touched the ancient pages. After pouring a circle of salt, I laid his parchment inside it and opened the grimoire to the page of the ‘Rite of the Bleeding Moon’ spell. This spell was meant to reveal the true source of a supernatural illness or curse and provide the necessary solutions to the problem.

"I've read something about a daylight spell. One that you could make night into day. Can you do that? Vampires have no powers during the day. He'd be stuck on foot without supernatural strength or speed." "Yes we can do that spell, but it requires a sacrafice, specifically a sacrifice of a powerful leader.... but we can modify it with just a lot of blood from an Alpha. The more blood we have, the longer we can keep the night day. We just won't be able to do it for more than 3 hours without a sacrifice. We have the rest of the ingredients."

"Spread her legs and make them free. I love them when they fight back. As he pulled his zip down I struggled and pushed him away. I felt fingers and claws around My thigh, I tried struggling more, not wanting my pants to be pulled down. It finally registered to me that it was particularly cold that evening. I Was nothing compared to their strength, and the fact that they were calling their wolves to the surface. My eyes began to change and I saw a twinkling flash before my eyes, I called into my wolf, something I had only done once. "Take her far away and hide her, find a sorcerer, and put a controversy in her mind. We must prevent anyone from seeing her" "I am afraid…. " "Don't be. I'ill me

My eyes widened in surprise. "This orb contains wolf blood. It repels vampires and keeps away those who wish you harm. It turns black when there's a vampire or danger nearby," she explained. "Now, regarding the spell, I won't be able to perform it unless we have something that belongs to him, like a hair, a piece of skin, or flesh." "Urgh!" I groaned, frustration building up inside me. "I just want to know where he was when it happened," I muttered, gazing up at the sky.

The moment I slit the vein running along my wrist that was the moment a pool of blood running across my vein suddenly started dripping on the floor like a free tap, it was hurting me a lot which was weird because I thought vampires weren’t supposed to feel any pain because we are dead and all that but here I was feeling this excruciating pain and a feeling of dizziness convincing myself to fall freely on the floor and pass out but I had to keep going on and I knew this spell would take everything of me but I guess I didn’t know that it would require so much of my energy, the moment my blood covered the serpent that was the moment I felt my eyes rolling back exposing the pale whiteness in the

Four veins appeared which were in the form of a bracelet with protruding thorns. Grand Witch Elphaba made them wear the bracelet. Blood started flowing from their wrists. Even the Vampires weren't healed had quick healing abilities. The veins that adorned their wrists held a spell that enabled the vampires to heal and made in a way that the blood was clotted making them bleed without stopping. Both Maximus and Lenora filled the bowls with their blood. Zaros and Adira filled another bowl with their blood. After filling it, she cast a spell that made the wooden veins disappear from their wrists that made them stop bleeding. Werewolves had a slower healing ability than the Vampires. So their wr

I said. It was handed over to me and as I poured it in I focused on my healing energy. I dipped my hands into the bowl and began to chant. "Conteret ferrum illo anathemate. Et ut cura esset in hac vita. Reversusque statim producat quae sua sunt." I began chanting. I could feel the spell working. Then it stopped. I felt immense pain in my head. Then I felt their voices. They were so many yet they spoke in unison. The ancestors. "You deserve to die for helping vampires!" They yelled.