Spell Channeling Novels & Stories

Ancient words in a language that predated modern supernatural society. The circle blazed to life, silver light connecting all of us in a web of magical energy. And then the pain started. It felt like someone was reaching inside my chest and pulling out my soul through my ribcage. The Shadow Queen's power fought back, tendrils of darkness trying to maintain their hold on my consciousness. "Don't fight it!" Mrs. Chen's voice cut through my screaming. "Let the power flow through you, not from you. You're a channel, not a source."

I regained control of my breathing after Sam had vanished completely. The spell's rules and directions were still fresh in my mind. My breathing must be steady, and I must recall a happy memory. I concentrate on Cole without being distracted, and chant the spell. The spell must only be used on humans, which has been confirmed by Cole. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in the silence. I then opened my eyes and began chanting the spell while keeping my gaze fixed on Cole.

She channels her thoughts and powers into the incantation. As the incantation escaped her lips over and over again. A surge of energy coursed through her veins. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation and the air grew heavy with power. Her voice reverberated echoing through the space as she continued on. Determination etched on her face. With each line of the incantation, her eyes glowed with an otherworldly radiance, reflecting the depths of her inner strength. The ground beneath her feet trembled, responding to the raw power welling up within her. Her fingers outstretched as she channeled her focus and will.

"Yes. Let's do this." As we began the ritual, the grove seemed to come alive with energy. The air crackled with magic, and I felt a surge of power coursing through me. I chanted the ancient words, calling on the spirits of our ancestors and the magic of the forest. The Silverwood heart glowed brighter, its light spreading outwards, enveloping us in a protective shield. I could feel the power building, growing stronger with each word. The spell was working, but it was also draining. I could feel the strain on my body, the intense pressure of the magic pushing against my limits.

I tell them and Alpha Hunter shakes his head yes and says, “I have faith that you can do it Luna Willow.” Moving toward Alpha Hunter, I stop when I am a foot in front of him and raise my hands in the air towards him and begin to chant the spell that I was taught a few months ago by our High Priestess Emma. As I chanted the words I was taught, I felt the magic within me come to life as it moved towards my hands. Once I could feel the spell form, I moved the energy from me to Alpha Hunter. After I felt it completely leave me, I lowered my hands and said, “It is done.”

He chanted the Nine Word Mantra and formed hand seals as the Silly Husky behind him let out a bark. Countless tiny Silly Huskies came streaming endlessly from the void, instantly overwhelming the Purple Specter before charging toward Paul. With just one hand seal, the entire battle dynamic had reversed. Paul stared in complete bewilderment. To him, Chase's single-word incantation completely overturned his understanding of spellcasting. Initially, he assumed Chase had used some secret method to compress a long string of incantations into a single word.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

"I'll be needing you to do it, Sheera. You're to go through that book as fast as you can and find me the spells I'll tell you to." Sheera's heart was racing faster now. She'll need to use her powers. "Cheek for the Voidcaller's spell. It should be somewhere in the middle." Sitting down, Sheera flipped as fast as she could. "Found it." "Good. Now, master the spell. I'll be needing you to cast it on this when I'm done." While Elke prepared the remedy, Sheera practiced the chants. "Are you ready?" Elke asked a while later, to which Sheera nervously nodded.

"This spell will allow you to communicate with each other telepathically." The class murmured in excitement, and Master Colt raised his hands to silence us. "The Mind Link spell requires concentration and control. You must be able to clear your mind and focus on the spell. There's also a challenge: you'll be tested, and if you fail, you won't be able to get the spell. Are you ready to begin?" We chorused, "Yes, Master!" Zina handed out the spell-books, and I smiled as I collected mine. It was boldly written: "Guard for Learners."

So I do the next best thing. After the morning feed, after Lulu's settled in her pen downstairs, after I've white-knuckled my way through the first two hours of the shift with a smile stapled to my face, I steal ten minutes in the back room. Lock the door. Pull the shade. Liora taught me this months ago—a bare-bones communication spell. No circle, no runes, just a candle, a drop of blood on the flame, and her name spoken three times. She called it "the cheapest long-distance plan in the supernatural world." I called it creepy. She said I'd thank her later.