Spell Collision Novels & Stories

Win has a split second to react, and he does so, almost without thinking. The beta comes barreling towards Win, clearly intending to bowl over him. Win lets the collision happen, taking it head-on, and moves with the momentum. He puts his hands on the colliding broad shoulders and turns sideways as the beta crashes into him. His move takes both of them to the ground in a heap. Win ends up on top of the growling, snarling wolf trapped underneath him.

Avery says. “Battle death? What does that mean?” I ask, looking down at my mate. Her heart rate is good and she’s breathing normally, so I hope she’s just exhausted from whatever spell she did. But I’m going to have my mom look her over anyway when we get back. I wipe the hair out of her face so I can see my sweet mate, the death fighter. “Those spells that hit you were death spells. They move throughout your body slowly killing you until you die. Your mate literally fought death to save you,” Amir says.

Chase says to Jonah as he walks me to an office in the corner down a hallway. " Wait here. I won't be long. Anyone bothers you, tell them you're Ghost's girl. " He kisses me on the cheek and disappears inside the office with the name Sage plated on the door. I sigh. Ghost's girl? Is that like his secret code name? " What have you gotten yourself into, Lauren?"

Chapter Sixteen. Back to Black. Toxic: very harmful or unpleasant in a pervasive or insidious way. Regret: a feeling of sadness, repentance or disappointment over an occurrence or something that one has done or failed to do. Elliott didn’t know what she was doing anymore. She was lost and it was showing. She kept getting stares as she stood stoically in the middle of the cosmetics aisle of the supermarket, her dull eyes fixed on a box of Trojan extra large condoms.

"Because once you perform that little spell in your pockets, Caine here won't remember a thing about his whereabouts." "How did you know about the spell?" Sammy asked. Belle shocked them all by bursting into laughter. She pointed at Caine. "Psychic Boy knows everything!" Her laughter became tears and quietened to stifled sobs when Damien kicked her in the side. She began to plead quietly, begging Damien to release her from the spell, but the sound of her voice was drowned out by the rain hammering the window and the howling of the wind. The glass rattled in the pane, threatening to break under the pressure of the storm outside.

"Nasty turn of luck for the Prince. If one of those go off, they all go! And we won't know what spell will trigger--oho! What a move! I'll be damned to hell and back, that was a corkscrew feint right there! Beautifully executed spin--and they've shook off the Hex missiles! But Zafir and Sunrise have capitalised on that and now they are leading--" As the hex missiles (malevolent ball-shaped spells that focus on one target and will follow it until they explode) collided against one another when Colin and Honey spun in midair to lose them, a blur of red streaked across their vision. Taking advantage of the fact that Colin and Honey had taken care of the trap for them, Zafir and Sunrise made a l

A sea of honeyed fire comes down my throat but my hunger isn’t filled, my meal is interrupted when The Ray bites down hard onto my tongue. I shriek and push him away, tricked by the sweet smells of the monster. “You bit me!” “You kissed me!” “That was not what I would call a kiss,” I sneered. The Ray turns even redder than before, a feat unknown to me. This creature turns red and is so warm and easy to bother. I no longer fear it, because he fears me more than I fear him.

Mate. The word reverberated in every ounce of Chloe’s being. Every synapse, every cell, every ounce of her body seemed to light up and sing the word like it was the only thing she knew and understood. Even the golden wolf locked in her mind had joined in the chorus until Chloe’s ears felt like they were ringing from the calamity within her.

That is how it has always been with Peace. this time around, she's not stopping me from going because she felt like Alex is no good for me but she doesn't want me to have an emotional breakdown in front of everyone. "Peace!" we kept on whispering to ourselves when Alex suddenly appears behind us. "Hello, he said."

Addison crashed into a table, wood splintering beneath her. My pulse spiked. The spell wavered. Camilla turned toward me. Finally. Her golden eyes locked onto my stomach. “There it is,” she whispered. “The future.” She moved fast. Too fast. Addison launched herself forward at the last second, tackling Camilla before she could reach me. They rolled across the glowing edge of the spell circle, disrupting the outer runes. “No!” I gasped. The barrier trembled. Camilla raked her claws across Addison’s ribs. Blood sprayed across the floor.