Spell Alive Novels & Stories

Because I'm tired of this little game- -I don't mean that- she shook her head- If you are my partner, but not my body- -I do not understand a single word of what you say, you smell like my partner, as you are not going to do- Alisha felt him growl beneath her. -Christian. I was not born that way, not totally. The blood that flows within me is that of the wolf, which after we bond, we merge. When I collapsed, I was inside his real body from many years ago. I was not born. Right now I can't put the dots together to explain you in more detail but ...- Cristián's finger rested on his lips.

I hold onto a bookshelf, my head spinning. "It's a lot to take in," Alice says. "I know." I wipe my brow with the back of my hand. Did I really just accept that I'm a non-human? I laugh, but the sound is hollow. How could I be so stupid? Alice touches my shoulder. "It's okay. I know it's a lot, but you'll get used to it." I'm not sure I want to. "There are more than werewolves, though," she adds. "There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—"

Ding! {Extended Lifespan unlocked.} "Huh?" Ivy blinked, clearly caught off guard this time. Her brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in her eyes. "Does that mean… I can't die in this world?" she asked, her tone laced with both excitement and disbelief. Ding! {It means you will not die easily, host.} {In the first apocalypse, you survived for ten years before dying.} Ivy's expression stiffened slightly at the reminder.

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."

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.

He looked distracted. Sensing my approach, Leila turned, her face lighting up. “Evelyn!” she called cheerfully. I returned her smile and quickened my steps toward them. Oh, I nearly forgot to mention—Leila was alive. Or, more accurately, she had been resurrected, along with Addison Madden and Skyla Fox. After Augus’s death, Sylvia had used the shattered sapphire, which contained the heart blood of all three, to perform a resurrection spell. And it had worked. But of course, it wasn’t as simple as it sounded—far from it.

Soul Sight: a rare hereditary ability, manifesting in early childhood in those with a predisposition toward soulbound recognition, enabling the perception of— The text had been damaged after that. Water-warped. I had spent two weeks trying to find another copy and failed. But I didn't need the text to understand what I'd seen. Golden threads running from my chest to his. Longing in the space between them, vast and old and inexplicable. The knowledge arriving not as a thought but as a fact: he is mine.

Earned through death and resurrection, through torture and survival, through loving Zack with everything I had even when the universe tried to tear us apart. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!" My voice resonated with cosmic authority that made reality itself tremble. The shadow beasts froze. Every single one, locked in place as if time had stopped for them alone. Malachar's confident expression cracked. "Impossible. She is just a Luna. She should not have this kind of—" "I am not just a Luna." I rose slowly, power crackling around me like lightning. "I am death and rebirth made flesh. I am the answer to your ritual and your destruction. I am what happens when you push someone too far."

They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak. "The luna is dead. Why do you keep claiming to be her? And this is not what Luna Ashley looks like." "I shouldn't be explaining myself to you but for the sake of this, I will." "I was reborn in another body. The spirit is Ashley while the body is another's. That explains why I know all your secrets and I am back for revenge." They fell to their faces and could not bear to look up at me. Cold sweats dropped from their forehead to the floor.

Zane walked towards Aiden and looked straight into his eyes. “Why my mate is inclined towards you,” Zane asked in a serious tone. “Alpha, she is my Luna and I respect her,” Aiden said bowing her head down. Zane smirked and turned around and looked at Elena. “He is my loyal beta and he will not help you in escaping my wrath,” Zane said with a victorious smile on his lips. Elena raised her head and looked at Aiden with vulnerability.