Revive Spell Novels & Stories

she lengthily narrated to me. So that’s how a resurrection spell works. A life for a life. You need life as sacrifice to bring back dead to life again. Raise the dead and you will never know what you raise. These are the words I remember when I accidentally read the book that was in Mother Arianna’s room back then.

Different witches have tried revoking the spells, but it either it takes their lives or puts them in a critical condition. They believe that the person who pronounces the spell must be the one to revoke it, but now she’s long dead. Her name was written boldly in italic words: Monica Roman. My fingers crossed the name on the book repeatedly, and it sounded familiar. A part of me was telling me that I know this person like she lives within me. “Monica Roman?” I called loudly. “You feel her too?” I asked Sparkles. “Yeah!” She blatantly replied. Sparkles hasn’t said any words to me ever since we arrived, and it was starting to get me worried. Is she silent because of what she has to tell me abou

I remind you again, it is not time for your screaming, so stop protesting! Hadassah extended her hands in the cold stormy air, her hair moving and she started to chant the hardest and nastiest spell in witch history, only the astringents of extraordinary power knew how to do it "O spiritus corporibus resurgent dillecto," she chanted, breathing heavily, blood beginning to drip from her nose. "Auxilium meum verum corpore resurrecturos, anima vero mei resurgent, anima vero mei resurgent," the spell was killing Celandine's body, it required too much power which could be done nothing but her life and she started to sob

Henry asked. "Before Zeus died, he performed a spell. He told me that spell would protect him. That if he died by any supernatural means, he was going to be revived after some time." My lips pursed recalling the last look on his face. My palms curled again. "But I didn't think it was possible. I mean I waited but after his burial, I just lost hope." "I know that spell." Lilith interjected, my gaze met her immediately. "Indeed one would be revived if the conditions are met. But once he wakes, he's going to lose his memories for a short while before it all comes back."

Wh-what? "REVERSE, REVERSE", they all screamed at the top of their lungs. If someone had glanced to the back of the room, they would have seen a girl, frozen in fear, with eyes so wide she could have seen a ghost. I am that girl, and I could be described as anything from horrified to mortified to terrified... pick one, or pick all. A secret faction that wants to reverse the New World? I have to get the hell out of here. Before slowly creeping out the door I came in, I noticed a familiar set of gloomy hazel eyes. And he noticed me...

The noise grew louder; now she could make out someone moving in the shadows. "Daniel!" she called out, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "What is going on? Daniel and Kael turned to her, shock and guilt upon their faces. Daniel looked as though he had just seen a ghost, while across Kael's face registered a lapse into anger. "Sophia!" Daniel exclaimed, pressing one step forward. "I-" "Save it!" she exclaimed loudly, for the shaking of her hands. "You're going to betray the pack! You're with them!"

Exactly as my father had reported. "Destroy it," I commanded. "All of it." Vida began chanting immediately, her hands glowing with raw power as she cast the explosion spell. Her voice rose and fell in an ancient language I didn't recognize, each syllable vibrating through the air like the earth itself was listening. ***************((***((***((**************** 'Serath en mortis,' she whispered...... 'by fire and ending'. 'Vel'akar'....... 'break the form'. 'Zaihren tu'kor'...... 'release what is bound'.

She died on the spot. In this life, Sally decided to switch paths early and made preparations ahead of time. So she wasn't as vicious toward me as she had been before. Even then, she still failed. Because she never expected me to uncover the truth. Sally refused to accept it. "So what if you figured it out? No one can break the curse. The only person who knew how is dead. Kyla, you're still going to die by my hand in this life." I didn't say a word. I just lifted my hand and showed her my palm.

“They were working with the hunters, planning our demise.” I read over his shoulder, trying to translate the mix-match of Latin and Middle English as I go. "No," I say at last. "They tried to stop them." "Oh," my Gamma says and gives me a sheepish little grin. "My Latin's never been that good." I start to go through the parchments on the altar, looking for answers. Within a few seconds, I find it - the spell that forces them back to life. It needed a nymph’s essence, her spirit, for it to activate. The spell lay inert until Deborah and Kaiya showed up. It’s always been a part of the catacombs, and whoever cast it used light magic, which I can’t detect.

This ancient darkness could make Sylvia do something really crazy that wouldn’t be cool if I wasted too much time. When I noticed she was walking towards the door; I quickly walked a good distance away as I needed no suspicion from her. Her kind of nurse could decide to station herself there if she sees me coming, even though she knew I knew him. They’re just too dedicated with their work. Immediately she was out of sight, I walked back to the ward and quietly entered. “Alright, let’s do this.” I muttered out some stronger spells, hoping it was going to work out the way I wanted it to. In no time, Ralph gasped and sat up, then coughed out. The spell had not only revived him, but given him st