Spell Commandment Novels & Stories

Chapter 118 Commander stood to his feet and to our surprise all the offices at the commander’s office were on their feet. Under the command of the commander, we were saluted in unison. The reason was that our mandate was towards world peace and the safety of mankind. After the commander and all his officers were back on their seats He asked My Prince why were you punished by the astral word? By your mandate you hit evil so why should my Prince be punished. Hmmm Commander I was punished because I kissed my pretty wife Mayfair. What? The officers seem not to understand. I am a chanter and have strong rules to adhere to.

’ I repeated the message as we were being hauled back to our cells. I don’t know what the green power was, but I knew every word the witch said to Tiberius. She was casting a spell of some kind. Somnus. Tantum evigila mandato meo. Servite et vivite. Deficio, et morior. Sleep. Awake only by my command. Serve and live. Fail and die.

Without you, I wouldn't have woken up. After spending some time recuperating in the hospital, my body gradually recovered. During this period, Paul's actions spread like wildfire. Although he was dead, there was no escaping the online backlash. Our janitor, Mr. Waechter, came to me one day, asking me to forgive Paul and clear his name online. "Stephy, Paul only did it because he liked you too much. He's gone now, and he doesn't deserve this kind of backlash." I rolled my eyes. "Is shameless selfishness in your family hereditary or something?"

I raised an eyebrow at Pocholo. "Then I'll give you a punishment. Two hundred laps on the open field. You won't stop even when you're done running. Wait for me to come." the Commander said. His voice is calmer now unlike earlier, he was like a dragon spewing fire because of so much anger. "Yes sir!" "I'm not forbidding you if you two have a relationship. But I hope you avoid indecency here in the camp. Wait for your training season to end. Do you understand?"

“We’ve only removed one opponent. Selena is still a formidable threat. And Morgana… she’s hardly a complete player anymore.” Leon knew Morgana well—she was capable, but next to Selena, she had always been just a pawn. A useful one, perhaps, but never the mastermind. Aric let out a soft chuckle, amusement flickering in his eyes. “You’ve spent the past few days combing through the Judicial Division archives, and yet it seems you’ve missed the most important clause.” Leon frowned. “What clause?” Aric met his gaze, his words deliberate. “There is an interrogation law that allows the use of forbidden magic—the ‘Command’ spell—on a guilty party, forcing them to speak only the truth.”

" I see the flash of anger in their eyes at the fact that I gave them an order. They have no other option but to follow my orders, so they do as they are told. I do try to soften the blow though. "I am sorry that I had to make that last part an order, we need everything in a very specific way for the spell to work, I needed to make sure that no one moves or touches anything they are not supposed to. Thank you for understanding." I tell them, wanting them to understand the order, but at the same time makeing sure to keep the order intact.

Meredith stated, flipping through the pages of the book until she paused at a page and started reading out the content. "A soul lost might also be found…but only if that which occupies the vessel so willingly exits." She glanced at me as she jabbed a finger at a page. "This spell must be uttered by more than one, but less than three…so that's two of us," she noted. I nodded briskly and moved to peer down at the spell. "Expellimus Spiritum," she whispered. "Spiritus intrus, egredere! Corpus alienum relinque!" I chorused, and she shot me a surprised but very impressed look.

I cast and feel the energy sucking out of me, but it doesn’t do anything to awaken the triplets. Jared laughs, his eyes telling me how much of a failure he counts me as. Breathing in, I reach deeper. “Impero terrae, audi verba mea, et adhae-rere omni petitioni meae. Hanc maledictionem averte et innocentem sana.” Dragging my sentences, I lay emphasis on each word, making sure that my intention is well understood by the air. When I finish the spell, my eyes glow brightly, telling me how much of my energy the venom sucks just to get the triplets back to a healing state.

I tell my friends seriously, “How should we begin?” “Ok, first we’re going to teach you a basic self defense spell,” Hope says, “I like to call it, ‘Karma’. Because once you invoke the spell, whatever the person tries to do to you comes back to them. For example, if the person tries to punch you, their punch will be returned to them, and they will be punched instead. If they try to cut you, they will be cut instead. You get the idea.” “That’s exactly the type of thing I need to know,” I exclaim in relief, “Let’s do this!”

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.”