Spell Forever Novels & Stories

"There’s something else... about the manor. About what I saw in the sealed chamber before the explosion. It was more than just corrupted magic. There was a sigil — a royal seal. And I think it belonged to your uncle." Her breath caught. "You’re sure?" He nodded. "It was the same as the one on the letter you found. And there was something else. A name. A spell that shouldn’t exist anymore." Seraphine's pulse quickened. "What kind of spell?" He hesitated. "A soul-binding. Ancient. Forbidden. It links two fates together... for better or worse." She swallowed, the weight of that revelation sinking in. "And you think...?" "I think someone tried to bind your power. Maybe even your future. To contr

There is no reversing death, but it needn't be the end. With a sweep of her hand she gathered up their entangled souls, and she cast a spell over them – the most powerful spell she knew. She freed the magic into the vast oceans, streaking away like shoals of darting silver fish. She saw then that everything had played out just as it ought to. True love lives forever – her jealous heart had helped them to discard the shells of that first lifetime, just as a snake sheds its skin, and they'd surely meet again many times over.

“You can’t fix it yet, but that doesn’t mean you never will. All magic can be undone. Only death is permanent, and our Liam is still very much alive.” She appreciated that Damon was trying to make her feel better, but she wasn’t naïve enough to think that she would find a way to reverse the spell. Her siphoning didn’t work, and it was supposed to work on all magic. She would still try of course. What kind of wife would she be if she didn’t try? She would spend the rest of her life trying to fix this, for him, for her, and most importantly, for Treasa. “My siphoning is supposed to work on all magic. How can I do anything if the one thing that makes me who I am doesn’t work?”

Opens it. His face goes white. "Oh no. No. Absolutely not." "What? What is it?" "A spell. To repair severed bonds. But the cost..." He shows me the page. The spell requires a sacrifice. A piece of another bond. Willingly given. Permanently damaged. "We'd have to give up part of our bond to save hers." "Which part?" "I don't know. The spell doesn't specify. Could be anything. Could weaken us. Could damage us. Could even kill us."

(Soul bonding) This was the most dangerous spell in this book. There wasn't a tab on it. That made no sense I read the description making sure I wasn't mistaken. This spell could only be used once and it would combine mine and one other Gods soul. It would make them immortal and they would never be able to be replaced. It was a true binding spell.

ßenlong emits flame and spins around vanishing those fireballs. “So you are not lost spirits, but the dirty ones needing purifying,” Siwa said. “Shut the fuck up!” Alfi is coming to him with Tipit on his right hand ready to strike him. But, suddenly a black circle appears on Alfi’s body petrifying him that he is unable to move at all. “What the hell?!” Alfi can’t believe what’s happening to him. “This spell!” ßenlong is shocked by seeing the black circle on his body.

‘Within this vessel shall hold thee Forever sealed for eternity No more harm will be done Seal the darkness to protect everyone No more dangers, no more harm. Seal this creature and let this be done,’ I feel the power surge down my arms each time I say the spell, but it doesn’t seem to be enough power to seal him, as nothing happens. Suddenly Reaper perches on my shoulder, Queen Maia places her hand on my arm, and then Yiselda places her hand on my other arm. I smile at them before Kadva touches me. Ria, Fern, Ela and Lilac all then place their hands on me, and Ember sits between my feet, rubbing her face against my leg. They begin the chant the spell, and I join them. The power intensifies

#Flash back# #Cedric Marshall# #Supernaturals# Hello Alaric, you look haggard as ever! ♥Cedric's POV♥ My life is a shattered mess, a puzzle that can't ever be gotten right because the missing piece led me astray and left me alone in this cold, dark, world. What benefit is the gift of immortality when ancient curses can drive you mad and invite death to snatch you right from my grip?

"We're almost there! Just a little further!" "I am here, Ryan! I am not letting go!" Seraphina cried out, her voice echoing across the cosmos. She focused her mind, projecting her intent deep into the matrix of the spell. *Let this shield be a source of strength. Heal the broken. Amplify the good intentions of every soul who walks the path of light. Let harmony be their natural state!*

he said, stretching out his hand, and Jason handed it to him. "Thales is a unique name," I whispered beside Jason, and he simply gave me the stink eye. "The binding spell is a truly ancient one, and imbued with dark magic. The magic from that massacre site has fused with these spells binding this orb over time. It's really strong. So a couple of minutes won't undo all of that… but we can try." Thorne said and closed his eyes. He chanted in a whisper, and we watched as the orb began to crack.