Spell Desire Novels & Stories

I sighed and held my forehead. "Do you know what this means?" She asked me, but how could I know when I had no idea they had to share powers. So I shook my head, "No, I don't. Tell me." "The spell is called hechizo de vínculo de pareja. It's Spanish for mete bonding spell. Which means any witch can do this spell but they don't know yet. Once other Alphas find out about Ashley and her powers, they'll do everything within their capacity to be bonded to her too." Mia explained slowly.

But the smell was there, as real as the cold door against my back. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, my lungs filling with that fragrance that had been haunting me for three years, that had been in our house when Dorian confessed the betrayal, that had been in our room when I watched the video, that was everywhere my marriage was falling apart. “Jasmine. Always jasmine.” For the first time, an idea crossed my mind. Not as a passing thought, but as a revelation that settled in my chest with the force of certainty. “What if the spell didn’t limit itself to binding Dorian to her?”

Symbols of the Killing Heart Spell glowed in the air, ancient and crimson. “No...” I whispered. “No, no, no—” Killian swore under his breath. “That’s a spell designed to turn love into a weapon. To force a bonded mate to kill the one they love.” I couldn’t breathe. “And forget it afterward.” The memory played out like a nightmare. Azaria lifted her head, blood trailing from her nose. She said something—no sound came—but her eyes held fire. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t broken.

she echoed. "It's not an ordinary bonding spell Khloe," Stephania spat repulsed by her daughter's blunt question. Nothing about the magic she did was ordinary. "This Bonding spell is of my own recipe mixed with another spell and bound with magic that should not be spoken of, nothing can break through this spell. Nothing at all." She geared roughly. "Except when Azians real mate comes along, isn't that so mother? Whatever century she decides to show herself," Khloe muttered.

Maps lay scattered across the table, but they weren’t discussing borders — not this time. “Tell me everything,” Kaelen ordered. “Every detail about this scent spell.” Lorien spoke first. “It’s called Aether’s Perfume. A high-level enchantment that twists a wolf’s senses — makes them believe they’re bonded to the caster. It’s fueled by the victim’s emotions, which means the stronger your feelings, the faster it spreads.” Kaelen clenched his fists. “So when I thought I felt desire for her—” “It wasn’t you,” Lorien finished gently. “It was the magic feeding on what you already were — love, loyalty, instinct. It twisted those until you couldn’t tell where they ended and the spell began.”

Her hands swept downward, gathering threads of energy that shimmered like strands of sunlight, weaving them into the spell. "A lock to your desires, ignorant to all but her," Venus continued, her voice growing more intense, more commanding. "The fire within you shall be tempered, and your soul tethered to hers. The moment your bond with her activates, let this spell commence!" As she spoke, the sigil on the floor erupted in a golden blaze, swirling and expanding as if consuming the air itself. Selene stepped closer, her calm demeanor unshaken despite the immense power building in the room. She raised her hand above the glowing sigil and allowed two drops of her silver-blue blood to fall into

The king replied, “More than a thousand lives of my Maddox Village are in your hands. If I really wanted to trick you, I wouldn’t have brought you here.” At this moment, Xyris Labelle explained from the side, “This is a Cannibalistic Spell, a sort of powerful parasite. They will devour any sort of flesh and blood that get into contact with it.” Everyone turned to Xyris simultaneously. The bishop asked, “How do you know?”

"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. "Damien, 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."

I insisted. Veles sighed. “The spell she’s working on will be two or three times more beneficial than she would. If we took Valeska from you and just gave you another mate, would you ever really be happy?” “No.” I admitted. “I’d try, and the mate bond would help, but I can’t imagine my life without Valeska. What is the spell? Why does it have to be a secret?” I asked. “No one can tell you. It’s one of those deity things. Just roll with it, Bear. Give her the ingredients. You need the spell to work.” Veles told me. “Now, go.”

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter