Sectumsempra Spell Novels & Stories

The church ticked—the old stone’s way of breathing. Frank spoke carefully. “Sulcatum… ploughed, or furrowed. Speculum is mirror. Sacculus… purse, pouch, a… sack. Repdetrious—I don’t know. It isn’t classical. It might be an invented declension. Or mediaeval. Or… wrong on purpose.” He swallowed. “You think this is—”

I call out, nodding for him to come sit with me. “Who is Alpha Emerson?” Maeve asks. “The Alpha of Safe Haven pack,” Quinn tells her. I watch as Emerson lifts his nose in the air, his eyes narrowing before he makes a beeline to Maeve and the twins. Oh shit, I didn’t think about this. I’m up and moving in a moment and I arrive in front of the girls at the same time he does. “Emerson…” I say, warningly. He ignores me, looking at Maeve. “So, you’re the witch that cast a spell on my sister's mate and screwed up her mate bond.”

Rhona asked, I bored into Rhona's worried gaze and then to Esther. I nodded. "Let's do this" We held our hands, channelling and connecting each other's magic and started the spell, slowly I shut my eyes tight close and began low mutterings. "Mis zexte sexlet, cum zolusia nobluis saxxen. Mis sexte seglet, cum zolusia nobluis saxxen. Mis sexte seglet, cum zolusia nobluis saxxen. Medillis sexte seglet, cum zoluluia nobillix saxxen nax et veras sigulia milan pertus...."

“Active transmissions as of forty-eight hours ago. Encrypted, but not entirely opaque. I caught fragments—internal project names we’ve seen in Eris campaigns. One in particular: ‘Speculum.’” Elise frowned. “Latin for mirror.” --- The three of them moved into the small strategy room, where a map of South America took up most of the wall. Raven pinned a red marker over Medellín. “Elise, you’ve said before their emotional manipulations often feel like reflections—twisting what’s already there,” Sophia said. “Exactly,” Elise replied. “They don’t invent from nothing; they warp. If they’re calling this ‘Speculum,’ they might have a base dedicated entirely to mirroring us. Our communications, our s

Gabe asked when I handed him the map. "I think we should make time. I'm quite certain this is the spell Sera is using to bring Lawson back to life." While Gabe unfolded the map, I unfolded the paper in my hand. My pulse quickened as I read the title at the top. Resuante da Morente, which translated to Resurrection of the Dead. Moving an old skull out of the way, Gabe spread the map of Sharra on the table. "Wouldn't she have the paper with her?"

"Aquamet Ignam. Per Teram at Erem Peripheco at Consecratet. Revoke at Revivae with Spiritus. Vineat at Corpus. Resurgent at Quod Perditum Est Restitutor. Elody Moonborn!" Odessa screamed, and there was a loud crash.

I asked in return. "Anyway joor, just give me the full gist abeg." "Okay. The most important thing you need to know is that I didn't get the contract." "Why na? I thought you said you had everything under control? What happened then?" "A devil and his assistant happened." "All this half half gist, I don't like it oo, just tell me all that happened." How do you tell your kid sister who sees you as a demigod that you were outsmarted by another being.

Rikas loosened his ears to listen to how the spell goes like “Akkrisis! Traas traas, helmott, ek astraa rohek, kiironn, draa iksss straataa... A dying son of... you put your father’s name, and then you finish off with... has summon you for help!” “Its simple” “Yes. Simple but powerful! Now repeat! Eyes open!” Rikas glanced at Hemon, with a suspicious look in his eyes, feeling as though Hemon was deliberately trying to mock him. What is so difficult in the spell, that he has to repeat again? He let out a small cough to clear out his throat. Then he began “Aksuris! traans traans shelton!” He instantly paused, feeling like he had missed out a part before the ‘shelton’ “Something came before tha

“Try again.” I took a shaky breath, trying to muster up some type of belief. Healing wasn't normal to wolves so it was only right to assume I was a witch. Maybe I was, maybe I could do this. I turned the page, the next spell looking complicated I flipped till I saw three words on an empty page “Valerie Rahlous— The Seer’s eyes widened slightly. “Wait!” But I’d already said it. “Demonica.” The words rolled off my tongue before I understood them, the air around me thickening like smoke.

kenoi ophthalmoi means empty eyes and is pronounced (keh-noi ohp-thal-moy) with the stress falling on the first syllable in kenoi and the second syllable in ophthalmoi. katocheutheís means possessed or controlled and is pronounced (kah-toh-kheh-oo-thace) with the stress falling on the third syllable. The witch's spell translation and pronunciation: Robora mentem meam, (ro-boh-rah men-tem may-am) Confirma contra tenebras, (con-fer-mah kon-trah ten-neb-rahs) Robora corpus meum, (ro-boh-rah kor-plus mau-um)