Spell Alive Novels & Stories

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

from: xs******@email.com AUGUST "Everson, I know it's been a long time. Guess what? I'm still alive, and I'm still hoping to see you again, but with all the complications surrounding my false death arising because of Archer's actions, people's attention is returning to me. I am content with my new life, and the last thing I want is for people to recognize who I am. I know I shouldn't have been bothering you now that you're successful and only a few months out of college, but I don't know, my fingers have their own minds. I'm still hoping you remember me, and I'm waiting to hear from you."

“Per vim venti audiant dolorem meum auferant incantrmentum in corpus suvum, et volert in tenebrus noctem.” ( By the power of wind hear my agoy take away the spell into her body and let them fly into the darkness night.) A thick dark smoke comes out from the mouth of Allegra, disappeared into the air. Allegra is awake, grasping in air to breathe. Her pale skin backs to normal and the green shrub on her arms and leg slowly subside. She opens her eyes wide and looks around. She saw her sister Salina and the two Supremes of Atenowa and her mother Cordelia just staring at her.

It was smaller than before, with softer edges and the feeling it emanated wasn’t foreboding. Jess leaned forward, approaching the inky shadow with caution. "Save me," the thing whispered—its voice the sound of a dying breath. When Jess woke, covered in a cold sweat and alive with knowledge. It was Caine, crying out to her to be saved. 'Don't worry,' she thought, remembering the unbinding spell. 'I'll save you.’

he inquired. I gave a nod. “Yes. Why?” He extended his hand in front of me and greeted me with a handshake. “Howdy, Zach. Hello, my name is Azrail,” he made a gesture toward the lady sitting next to him. “Her name is Dabria, and we’ll pick you up and transport you to the site of the Live Suicide.” “Nice to meet you,” was all I could say since the inertia of the situation had not yet dawned on me. Apart from the fact that this limited edition automobile was in front of me, I couldn’t believe Live Suicide existed in the world at all.

Then again she sat beside Iru and said to me, "Well, you and Iru both of yours health is different. Thankfully you have no health issues but Ira is not the same. I am unable to give her healing medicine. As she injured her spleen, where white blood cells and other blood cells get stored. She takes medicine to reduce white blood cells and I can't take the risk of that. So she will take time to heal." Then she looked at Iru and said with teary eyes, "I'm sorry." "Do you need a hug ?" Iru asked with teary eyes. "Very badly." Saying that Sana puts her head at Iru's chest and starts crying loudly. I am still confused. Iru's eyes are rolling with tears. "I am so sorry. I shouldn't tell you about S

TYLA'S POV "She is not dead.” Alpha Hyperion bit out as I gazed at him with a confused expression on my face. “What do you mean she is not dead??? We watched her die!! We watched her stop breathing!!" "Sherleen is not dead…I am not so cruel to kill the one I loved…I made her fall into that deep sleep and what the spell does is to make it look like one is dead but the actual truth is that the person is fast asleep....or maybe I am just that cruel." he said with a smirk.

*Adalith* It had only been a few days and the child was growing exponentially. Tomorrow she would be introduced to the mortal world as a Princess and there were some immortals that were not happy about her existence. They also weren’t happy about my favor to her and Hephaestus. They could deal with it. I entered my realm. It was a beach that looked out over an eternal sunset, always the perfect temperature and the water always warm. I decided I wanted a company, so I became two. This why they call me Adalith. One half of me is Adam, or fate. The other half is Lilith, or destiny. Most of the time we are one and the same, but when I wish to not be alone, we separate for a time. A lounge chair

Rainwater slid down my jaw as I stared directly at him. “She is there alone.” My voice dropped lower. “With monsters.” Ael’s jaw tightened. “And what exactly are you becoming right now?” That question lingered in the air between us. For a second… neither of us spoke. Then I looked away first. Toward the dark forest ahead. “I don’t care anymore.” Ael went silent. Because he knew I meant it. My chest tightened painfully again as the bond pulsed weakly. Sylvara. Still there. Still alive.

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.