Spell Desire Novels & Stories

“His eyes had a pink tinge to them but that’s it.” “Are you sure?” She questioned. “Close your eyes and think. Is he wearing something out of the ordinary? Something you had never seen before?” “No. I did find the love spell here.” I flipped to the page and showed her, but she was shaking her head. “That isn’t a love spell. It’s an infatuation spell. It makes the one cursed become unhealthily attached to the speller to the point of murder. If the cursed ever find the one that cursed them with someone else. Or goddess forbid they have a child, and the child starts to take precedent for them, then they can go on a rampage.”

"I am afraid I do, and there is no way of warning any soul, whether immortal or mortal in kind." Once we are finally back in the safety of the car, everyone except my beloved knows what is about to happen, and there is no way to beat around the bust; it is clearly going to have to come in the most forward way which will scare her to death. But before I can even muster the words, she takes me by the hand. "Sebastian, what is going on?" "My beloved, within the Book of Spells, there lies a spell so great that if it succeeds, it shall build the perfect race."

“Look around, Kieran. Really look at the sapphire fireflies.” I forced my eyes to focus on the dancing lights. Now that I was paying attention, I could see they weren’t just randomly floating, they were connected to us by thin, nearly invisible threads of light. Each firefly was tethered to one of us, and those tethers pulsed with energy. “Those are spells of Desire,” Sage explained, her voice taking on a lecturing quality that reminded me uncomfortably of my early training days. “They’re on your Beta and your slave. And they’re on you too, Kieran. We’re all bound by them.”

"But the one we provided you was already quite potent." "Yes, it was powerful, but now I need something even more formidable than what you previously gave me. Do you understand?" The desperation in the customer's voice was evident, even from where I stood. "It's alright, Jasmine. So, what kind of spell are you seeking this time?" "I want a spell that will make him forget he has a mate. I want him to see only me. I want him to eliminate her with his own hands, without remorse." Shocked by the woman's words, I was tempted to turn around and confront her. However, I resisted the urge, deciding to wait patiently until she stood before me. I needed to see the person with such a heart filled with

Aurelia smiled. Seraphina cast a worrying glance towards Achilles, “I’m not sure I would say we have worked things out entirely,” Achilles looked hurt by her words. Aurelia noticed her brothers pained expression, “What do you mean?” she pried. “Well, it is true that a spell has been used on Achilles, even now I can still sense the magic however, I don’t know of any love of lust spells that can completely fabricate feelings, as far as I am aware, there must already be underlying feelings,” Seraphina glanced at Achilles out of the corner of her eye before continuing, she could see his face going red.

Sindra closes the door to the balcony behind her. During their travel to the master bedroom, Bel’Vonth speaks in a most uptight and precise tone. “What spell do you plan on doing, my child?” Sindra had to think for a moment, taking the time to ponder her thoughts among all the spells that she could do, only one suited her needs in the just cause set out by her mother. “Korupcia Mysle.” The daughter says in the tone of a slithering serpent of the night. The mother gleams with pride once she hears the name of the spell and while she walks a nod drip downward as if agreeing with her oldest. “A fine spell for what we need to do. Are you prepared to do it?” Sindra lets out a huff before her respo

The fate bond that bound us felt like shackles around my soul, controlling my every desire. I glanced back down at the old, leather-bound book Grandpa Seb had given me. It was filled with spells and charms, including the one he used to hide my mark and suppress the call of my mate. My hands shook with determination as I pored over the pages. The spell was intricate but manageable. I needed to gather the ingredients and practice the incantation, just in case I had to strengthen it. The thought of facing Gabe again, of losing control, filled me with self-loathing.

She then holds it over the lit blue flame and whispers, ”Earth, Water, Air, and Fire I turn to hearts-fire Find the heart of my true love's desire. Take me to the man I seek Place me in his arms Within his dreams.” She blows out the blue flame and moves it slightly back and forth through the light green smoke. She then turns to me and says, “As you lie down to sleep, take a deep breath with this against your nose, then slip it under your pillow before you then recite the dream spell.” I take the small pouch and place it in the pocket of my skirt as I say, “Thank you.”

Fino a perdere tutti i tuoi sensi: Until you lose all your senses. Non ci sarà pietà, solo piacere: There will be no mercy, only pleasure

Without that immediate claim, the spell would dissipate and fade, leaving no lasting connection between them. The spell was not meant for fated mates, but rather for two people who were not destined to be together but desired to bond. It was often used by couples who were already in love but wished to make their union permanent—an act that required both parties to choose each other, to take that step to bind themselves irrevocably.