Spell Becoming Novels & Stories

I feel words of a spell that has never existed before float to the surface of my mind. Lex rages at the loss of our Beta and I grit my teeth, continuing to use my goddess voice as I exact my revenge, “Apéranti siopí [infinite silence].” Her eyes turn wide as she looks at me. She shakes her head and screams while she tries to push my hand away from her mouth. I feel the tingling heat of the spell working as her screams turn into a muffled whining. Tears pour from eyes as she understands her fate.

He said, "Don't worry. I'll give you a surprise. I'll give him a fright as well." Sebastian took out the shiny copper coin from his pocket, which looked brand new. A silver gleam flashed across the copper coin, and Sebastian let a drop of blood drip onto it. At once, the spirit's entire body was bathed in a red light. Elton's eyes bulged at once. He muttered in disbelief, "A Soulgather Spell? You… Are you part of the Sacred Medicine Society?" Only the Sacred Medicine Society had the complete legacy of the Soulgather Spell.

Her gaze was locked onto me, her expression unreadable, but there was a warning in her eyes. "Care to share with the class what the three key components of a successful spell are?" she asked, her tone dry. I exhaled sharply, my fingers curling into my palm. "Form, intent, and precision," I said, my voice steady despite the way my pulse spiked. She nodded, her gaze lingering on me for just a second longer before she turned back to the class. "Correct," she said, her tone approving. "And why are these components essential?" A hand shot up in the front row… Elara, her dark eyes sharp, her posture rigid. "Because without form, the spell lacks structure," she said, her voice confident. "Without i

"But we have to be careful. If he's as scary as I think we can make no mistake." I nodded, my determination tightening. "We'll do it. Whatever it takes." Over the next few days, we delved into the shadowy world of Sebastian Grey, gathering bits and pieces of information from various sources. He seemed to be following a spell—Grey’s path was impenetrable, his relationships buried deep in deceit and conspiracy. As we learned more about his actions, it became clear that Gray was not just a minor player but an influential figurehead. Its reach extended beyond Lawson's policies and involved powerful individuals and institutions.

They landed, instead, on the heap of clothes piled on the floor—the crimson side-slit dress, the white lace slip, the sheer stockings, a man's shirt, a black tie, a belt… The belt buckle's cold glint was a physical assault, piercing his eyes and heart. His body shook violently, his teeth chattered, and his vision instantly blurred.

As she walked through the water, she assimilated the spells and as she does, they disappeared. More spells kept appearing to her. Her hair had changed from white to gold. As she learn the spells which had different colors, each color appear in her hair. And the more spells she takes in, the longer her hair and fingers become. She could tell the spells were becoming too much for her but she could not control which spells she takes in and which she shouldn't. Her eyes were changing colors as everywhere became dimmer. She was losing herself slowly to the spells and she could hear voices too. The more voices she heard the more confused she becomes.

"Hurry Axel, let's do the spell, so we can find Lucy and explain everything to her and alpha Killian." They began the spell, and Axel wasn't kidding when he said he was terrible at Latin. After they started the spell a dozen times, they finally got it right. The room began to shake, and the shelves fell from the walls with a loud crash. Axel's nose began to bleed, and Ellens's eyes were glowing like fireflies in the dark night.

“When we are still a child, we are all taught by our elders here and cast spells.” “Oh, I notice that you have a different language when you cast spells. And some are holding a piece of wood.” “Oh, we speak Latin in our spells.” Lana answered rather enthusiastically, and pulled out wood from her back, “You mean this? It’s called a wand. Latin is a dead language for humans…but I guess it is still used widely in this realm. I gulped, feeling like I Could learn more about this realm. I have to buy time and also keep myself from boredom before I can give birth and earn enough energy to fight and commence my escape plan.

the wizard stated. “What is the Inca spell though?” Levi asked with curiosity written on his face. The wizard smiled and said... “It is an ancient spell that diffuse mystical holograms.” This amazed everyone and Mason in particular, wasn’t satisfied with the explanation and so asked... “Mystical holograms? What is that?” the wizard turned and looked at him.

I have no doubt Thelma told her about what transpired last night. “I need your help,” I start. Rhia looks at me and frowns. “I am trying my best not to turn you into a frog right now,” she says. I chuckle. “Transformation spells don’t work on me. You know that.” “Well, I can always try,” Rhia scoffs as she raises her arm as if she is going to cast a spell.