Spell Bound Novels & Stories

“I understand all of that, but I can’t make this decision alone. I can’t bear this burden alone. It would have been easier before I knew what the vine had done to my father and the general.” I frowned. “What do you mean? What did Divine do? You haven’t told me this.” She drew in a deep breath. “Neveah showed me. She told me that Divine used a spell… she blinded my father’s eyes, and the general’s too. I saw it happen. The only way to break the spell is if what triggered it is removed. In the general’s case, when he regained his wolf, the spell broke. But my father… the bond can’t be broken unless Divine’s physical body is killed.”

As she had noticed me trying to say the spell correctly. The woman's voice repeated the incantation, guiding me through its intricate nuances. Slowly, I began to mutter the words, their weight settling upon my tongue. " Vendrevious mgeheridous," With each utterance, the air around us crackled with energy, and my amulet began to glow with increasing intensity. As the final syllable left my lips, Rona's eyes widened in astonishment. My amulet radiated a blinding light, illuminating the room and revealing an image suspended within the glow. It was Rurac, his eyes filled with determination, poring over a massive book that looked quite old and dusty.

She demands rather than ask. “What kind of spell?” Tanner asked. “It is a protection spell, it will keep your wolves safe from any manipulation of the mind. From what Mack and you all have told me, Shaba has managed to turn members of a pack against their own Alphas that they swore to protect.” “How does it work?” “By illuminating one’s conscience.” Skylar says. “If all members feel the same then the illumination will be the same color, and a protection barrier will be set in place so no outside influence can get in their head and turn them against their packs or Alphas. The spell is only temporary and there are no side effects.”

"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.

She scoured ancient texts and scrolls, searching for any hint of forgotten power or hidden strength. Hours passed, and Lola's eyes burned from reading by candlelight. Just as she was about to give up, she stumbled upon a dusty, leather-bound tome. The title faded, but she could make out the words "Beast of Gévaudan." Her heart raced as she flipped through the pages, reading about an ancient and powerful creature that once terrorized the lands. The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost.

My mind was too preoccupied with other things at the time. "Yeah, I did say that," Sabrina admitted, her voice gentle, "but unfortunately, Glinda kept a journal. It meticulously documented the effects of the spell. The good news is, it's incredibly effective. The bad news... well, it apparently stings quite a bit while it's working its magic. Think of it like a really intense sunburn, but localized. Afterward, though," she added quickly, seeing my worried expression, "you won't feel a thing. And there are absolutely no lingering side effects. Nothing that will affect you long-term. It's essentially a regrowth spell," she finished, offering a reassuring smile.

Instead of a protective barrier, the spell had unleashed something far more sinister. She knows the spell she cast that day was not one of protection at all. In her desperation, Demika had attempted a revealing spell, seeking to unearth the true nature of the creature that had attacked Selena. But as she cast the spell, she was pulled into a vision, a nightmarish realm where the air was thick with malevolence. She remembers the vision she had while attempting to cast the spell—a vision so terrifying that it left her convulsing on the floor, her mind shattered by the sight of the creature that attacked Selena.

The barrier flared brighter, forcing the spiders back with a hiss of protest. But it wasn’t enough. “These things aren’t stopping,” Jake said, his blade gleaming in the dim light. “They’re tied to her,” I replied, my voice strained. “If I can sever that connection, they’ll fall.” “And if you can’t?” he asked, his tone tight. “Then we burn them,” I said, rising to my feet. The air crackled with tension as I prepared the spell. I drew a circle of salt around myself, whispering words of power as I poured my energy into the symbols etched on the ground. The spiders outside the barrier seemed to sense the shift, their movements growing more frantic.

I knew it. I opened it and flipped through the pages until I landed a fourth of the way through. This version was in English, but more of an Old English. Some of the words were a little foreign to me and yet I was still able to understand. The page I landed on stuck out like a sore thumb and I knew there was no way I just happened upon it by chance. ‘Unbinding spell. To return something that has been taken…’

The room hummed with an eerie energy as the spell took hold. As the last syllable left my lips, I felt a surge of power ripple through my body. The room seemed to vibrate with powerful energy as if the very air itself shifted in response to the spell's invocation. Though I knew the spell would only offer temporary protection, I held onto the hope that it would be enough to find Veronica and bring her back to safety.