Spell Calm Novels & Stories

Turning around, he saw a scientist holding an empty syringe. “Sedatives,” Dr. Conscire blurted. “It will attack your central nervous system and slow down the brain activity. Typically used to treat anxiety or panic attacks. That will relax your body.” When the doctor informed, the medicine injected seemed to have worked in a flash. He mildly rubbed his own neck, bit his lips, and not even a minute after, he got all perplexed and could not comprehend the situation. He did not weaken—but it felt like he was about to faint. He knew for sure that it was because of the medicine that he quickly lost the will to fight and speak. Then, two scientists supported his hands so he could get off the platf

They just need to hear a distracting sound and they will be ready “This is a phase you have chosen yourself and although I'm scared, I believe that you will do it exceedingly well and that I don't necessarily have to panic over you,” Harper said “Are you consoling me? Because it doesn't look like it. The one consoling me can't be trembling this much,” Calla managed to bring laughter “Anyways, you should know that things will work out well, we just have to trust supreme beings to make it happen. That is the only way we can be rest assured,” Calla added

Not with her. My jaw clenched, the old anger bubbling up from somewhere deep inside me. But I couldn’t let her get to me. Not now. Not when everything was so fragile. I took another deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, to push the rage and fear down before they could consume me. “The spell is broken,” I said, forcing my voice to remain steady. “The child will be born any minute now.” Her eyes gleamed at my words, a cruel, triumphant spark igniting in their depths. The kind of joy that came not from happiness but from the anticipation of chaos and destruction. “Perfect,” she purred, her smile widening. “So, we should be on our way.”

In an attempt to provide stability, I extend a steadying hand, my voice maintaining a delicate balance between tranquility and apprehension. "Take a moment to compose yourself, Jacob," I utter, my tone infused with gentleness, yet resolute in its intent. "Breathe deeply and center your focus. Remember, we stand united beside you." Your inhalations are marked by desperation, your chest heaving as you fight to regain control of your breath. After several moments, you manage to restore a semblance of composure, enabling you to speak, albeit with a tremor of urgency permeating your voice. "Compose yourself, Jacob. We must remain calm and resolute," I interject, my tone echoing with unwavering de

If only I could remove the collar on my neck — then I could try to communicate with Ahbaya through the connection. ‘Calm down, just calm down. Panicking won’t help. Just … try to calm down. Don’t hurt yourself more.’ Sow reminded me, trying to calm my raging nerves. My wolf chanted silently in my mind like a lullaby until the pain dropped and I was able to relax.

Thump-thump. Steady. Unwavering. An iron-clad drumbeat of pure, lethal calm anchoring the exact center of the chaos. Thump-thump. It was significantly slower than her own frantic, racing heart. It was vastly deeper, radiating an immense, protective strength. Leela immediately latched her feral mind onto that heavy rhythm. She aggressively synchronized her shallow breathing to match its unshakeable pace. In... (Thump-thump). Out... (Thump-thump). Slowly, miraculously, the deafening, chaotic screeching of the ancient grove began to dull into a background whisper. The blinding, chaotic violet lights violently flashing behind her eyelids smoothly faded into a highly manageable, soft, ambient glo

She had practised on her own to command things, but to no avail. "I'm ready," she murmured. "Take a breath, and relax. Now, see the ribbon in your mind, it's a perfect heavenly blue, and it brings you peace and a feeling of joy when you look at that colour. It seems to quiver with all the wonderful feeling it brings." Granny Talbot's said. "Can you see in your mind that it wants to unravel?" Saffy nodded; she didn't dare say anything. She might lose the feeling. "It's coming, Saffy. Use your hands and arms to tell it you want it to unravel. That's it; move your hands to tell it where you want it to go. That's it, open your eyes, Saffron."

she pleaded, feeling the energy slip away. “It’s okay, just breathe,” Odette reminded her. “You need to keep your emotions in check. That’s the key.” Taking a moment to center herself again, Alice focused on the flame, willing it to remain. “I am calm. I am steady.” This time, she felt the connection stronger than ever. The flame stabilized, glowing brightly without her panic. “I can do this!” she shouted, a mix of exhilaration and relief washing over her. “Just keep practicing that calm energy,” Johnson advised, stepping back to let her focus.

She smirks. “How at the same time?” I scrunch up my nose in confusion. “Clear your mind, take deep breaths, slowly.” Her calm voice is soothing, helping me feel calm. “Now, feel the earth beneath you, take a deep breath smelling your surroundings, always be aware of your surroundings.” She stated. Sirena’s P.o.V

Yeah, the guidelines seem simple and I'm sure the spell is easy for someone whose thoughts aren't constantly banging at their skull for attention. I pace up and down my room and read the guidelines from the book one last time. I close my eyes again and steady my breathing. I feel the oxygen fill my lungs as my chest rises and falls. I envision my happy place and try to remember how I let out a peaceful sigh as I watched the sunset over the calm sea. Happiness and calm begin to wash over me and I use it to my advantage.