Spell Desire Novels & Stories

The next moment, he exclaimed, "how could you possibly master the four spells!" "And this is your mistake." Caspian snorted softly, and he did not even need to look back to guess the incredible look on Charles's face. Then, he added, "Who told you that a cultivator in the Pulse Control Realm could only master three spells? The so-called limitation is only because they use spiritual Qi to operate, so there can only be three spells." Before Charles could figure out the connection, Caspian continued, "Your fourth mistake is that you aren't aware that— I also have an acquired physique!"

Warning to Esper There is obscurity in sensation and pleasure that Esper gives to Salamar. It appears to be captivating and bewitching, that every muscle and flesh on his body quiver. The ecstatic taste of her lips and the euphoric smell of the lavender in her jet black hair push him to tighten his groin more. He's almost there, choking Esper as this is part of the play. Salamar stare as he's witnessing the submission of her dark eyes to pleasure. Reaching the peak of their bond, the king spills his seed inside, letting it slip over her leg.

she said as she edited some of her pictures. Sirusen is term for Sins that enhance their sense of hearing and Hirrusen is a third level spell that enables one to hear an individual’s thoughts. It’s one of the hardest one to achieve, also the deadliest. “I can't use it. You know those types can easily trigger alarms.” I reminded her. “You can take him to the forest or by the ocean.” she the suggested, knowing that there are areas without alarms. “Still, Hirrusen is a third level spell. I'm only on the second level.” I said as I drank the pink juice she made.

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."

"And... And he just killed the girl I was about to lose my virginity with." As I was thinking all this, I heard someone's voice. "Son, do not fall to despair yet. It is too soon for that." I sat up and looked around to look if someone was there, but there was no one. "You have to find the wish fish and break the curse. Do not lose your hope until you do it." Where was the voice coming from? What curse was he talking about? "Who are you? Show yourself," I called out. "I am not there. Only you can hear my voice right now."

this is what our researchers have deemed to call it. A madness of sorts that consumes the minds of those of the living, and this fever causes them to yearn for those that are in the land of the dead" she replied. "People that are alive, your normal wolves would want and yearn for their relatives and loved ones that are dead and live in hell now" said Queen . "Madness fever gives them the ability to crack the barrier and to gain access. As of now we have several in captivity and are undergoing further research. We do not know what that has to do with the prophecy though" she added

I felt his lips on my skin, and As a reflex, I whispered a fire spell but it didn't work as I feel Theodore's smile against my neck. " Do you really think I'm the Reason for the curse in the palace? No dear, it's you, your existence will kill everyone around you, lover, family, your only safe place is me, I can handle your powers. " " You talk so much! " My spell finally worked as my entire body is on fire Theodore backed away pissed. " None of you said is true, now wake me up from this dream! " " Who said that is a dream? You came on your own and you can leave whoever you get in. "

LILA POV It all made sense now. The nights he woke up gasping for air. The screams, the fight with his wolf. The way he turns cold, icy and ruthless all of a sudden. The way he sometimes looked at me desperate, but... distant. By the moon goddess, The Siren Spell. Nicklaus's words echoed in my mind, splintering everything I thought I knew. The Siren Spell wasn't just some punishment. It was a death sentence , not for the body, but for the soul.

hoping. But there was nothing. Not even a flutter. Not even warmth. Just emptiness. Jezebel told me the spell would work right away. That I'd feel it. A spark, a pulse, a bloom of life inside me. She said the magic would be strong, ancient, something even the Moon would recognize. That by the time the next sun rose, I'd be carrying Alpha Dexter's child... or at least a child the world would believe belonged to him. She never said where it would come from.