Spell Book Novels & Stories

They were pretty, but they were destined for the bin. "I see you've come to grovel," she gloated. "Good luck with that." "Pardon me?" he asked. Belle rolled her eyes. Was he stupid or what? "I've been reading about witchcraft," she said, holding up the book in her good hand. "I know the spell has been deflected back onto you times three." "Oh?" Damien asked. "It says that?" Belle shook her head, wondering why he was playing dumb. "You know it does. You're the expert in this stuff. How does it feel, to be on the receiving end?"

“What kind of spell?” “I want to see who was here. It’s a divining spell. I have to be very specific about what I want and then it will show me. In this case, I’m going to ask it to show me who was here. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but that’s the gist.” She says, moving to the center of the room.

It's a relief to know that whatever is causing this affects him, too. I unbuckle the belt that holds the book covers closed and look at the first page. It is written in intelligible symbols. They are like some kind of runes. I bite my lip. Alex said that the book was sealed with magic and also said that the Sorceress's magic resides in my blood. Before I lose my nerve, I rummage through the drawers of the nightstand and find a box wich contains hundreds of colorful pins. In the movies, every time the protagonists faces a similar situation they take a carving knife and open a gigantic wound in the palm of their hands. Thank goodness this isn’t a movie.

“I may be busy and not around sometimes, so you have to tell me first so I can prepare.” “Noted. Anyway, how have you guys been?” Matthew asked while observing the books that they were reading about. Titles such as; Spells: Configuration and Construction, How Base Magic Were Produced, and Support Spells And Their Uses were some of the books they had set aside. “I’ve wanted to be of more help. Before, I’ve only been able to cast the most basic of spells and none of them are attack type. I figured that I’m just not suitable with Arcane Magic. So I started focusing on Divine spells instead.” Cecilia explained.

"Fine. But don't think for one second I buy on all this good girl facade. I know who you are and I'm not going to fall for it." Fall for what? Evy has a hard time wrapping her head around what she said. "I still need to teach you so open your book and I want you to read the whole page from chapters 1 - 10 and then we'll begin our lecture. I don't want any complaints. I'll answer questions during my lecture." Santina proceeds to stand up and leave her alone in the room by herself. Evy read the title of the book. 'Theoretical Basis for Spellcasting' written by Herald the Grey.

After I have heard Kruz and Clara talking, I was paranoid of my own shadow. I looClked through the shelves and found a steel box with a lock on it. The key in my hand heloed me expose the books to my sight. These were some powerful spell books and also a very detailed exolanation of the causes, symptoms and results of those spells and curses. I looked for the particular one, the one she gave me when I was going to perfrom the ritual for the first time.

"Use this spell book Ariel" Ariel jolted back as she finally made out those words written. But her racing heart calmed down after a while and Ariel took the book and it opened up it's pages again. This time, Ariel seemed to find the words more easier to read. On this page, was written: The healing spell. Below it, were some strange words written. Ariel figured out that this page was actually for her at that moment because her hand was already bleeding from the cut.

I say, without mentioning how this all relates to her being my mate. Harper just shrugs, still confused. “I don’t understand… but that's okay! I’m still so happy to have this magic book! I can’t wait to try all these spells! Oh! Which spell should I learn first?” My back straightens like a well-educated coach, ready to teach a very important class. “The cleaning spell would be a good place to start! And then the room expansion spell.” “Hmm... Why?” “Because I can’t stand this terrible living environment anymore!”

“But it does make me hesitate to hand you the next item.” “Maybe I just shouldn’t press anything else to my lips,” I suggest. “Probably a good idea,” he agrees. Gideon picks up the next item and holds it up. “This is my grimoire, my book of spells. Every witch makes a spellbook of their own. Over time you will have your collection, but we all start with the same base spells. Think of it as a recipe book, but instead of cooking food, you’re using it to observe the world around you, to listen, to feel, and to record what you need to maintain balance. Sometimes it’ll be a chant heard on the wind, other times it will be a fruit out of season, or a flower blooming somewhere it shouldn’t. The full