Spell Heart Novels & Stories

Hmmm? He’s right. I examine the next charm. —A heel. I think I know what this one refers to. He smiles mischievously. —A disco ball. Hmm, yeah...this one definitely deserves to be here. The last charm is an arrowed heart. It formes a lump in my throat. I look at him excited. Tears have began filling my eyes. —You’ve got it, tigress. You have my heart in your hands.- purrs in my ear.

She looked at Anthony and distanced herself to Roland. “ Honey, please don't get angry. We were just having a little conversation.” Danielle went close to him and tried her best to calm him. She wrapped her arms around his waist. Anthony can't hide the jealousy in his eyes but when Danielle made an effort to show her affection to him, he softened and pinched her chin to look at him. The magic word “ honey" made him feel warm inside. “ My love, why do I have a feeling that whenever you’re out of my sight, I'm so afraid that someone might take you away from me?”

"The Heartspring lies at the center of the Hollow Realm. It is the source of healing magic. The first healers drank from it. The Moonborn Queens guarded it. And its waters can purify corrupted souls." Killian looked toward Aiden. "So it can save him." Lyssandra nodded. "Yes. But there is a price." Everyone stiffened. Kael groaned. "There's always a price." Morwen nodded. "The Heartspring grants healing, but demands truth. You cannot lie before it. You cannot hide. You cannot pretend. It reveals who you truly are." Seraphina's expression changed. Killian noticed immediately. "What is it?" She hesitated, then whispered, "I don't know if I'm ready."

His cloak billowed, shielding her, axe gleaming, warmth her anchor, runes pulsing, growls closer. Lila’s charcoal raced, hazel eyes wide, voice a gasp, mapping runes, frost smudging parchment. “Sam, spiral’s the heart—break it!” Spark yipped, fierce. Shine, Lila! Her hands steadied, map glowing faintly, courage blooming, the hum a threat, spires looming.

Glinda says excitedly "Yeah." I chip in half-heartedly "...Or maybe, just maybe, the heir to the throne; Prince Helios may even be my destined mate." Glinda purrs dreamily "Nope. That is not a possibility, wake up Glinda! A witch cannot be mates to a Lycan." I tell her

Secondly, the person who is cursed may turn mad if the spell take long before being neutralized, so to prevent that they have to ne intimate to prevent that. But rumors said that those who have the intimacy session near the lake might be lucky to get the pearl. There was rumors of one individual finding this rare pearl and he was the one who said the pearl find you but you don’t find it. And the best and safest way to cope with the spell and let it break on its own is by falling in love. The person cursed can give his or her heart to the caster thus with time when the love bond between the two are strong the spell will break. From the moment Yael cast that spell she knew that she had automat

“I know you are going to Spain for three months for work this weekend and as much I want to come with you. I have my job too.” He stopped at the table, pulling a chair for me to sit. I sat down with wobbly feet, my heart pounding at what I thought was happening. Alex untied the ribbon on the basket and opened it. He took out the first box, opening it. He removed a bracelet and tied it around my wrist. I stared at the charm bracelet with a happy smile. There were five charms – a fish (to remind me of the aquarium date), a phone (from the day we first met and he threw my phone at the wall), a boat (from our trip to Venice last year), a cupcake (he first took me to the café to buy me his favori

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.

Paolo and Serena are both standing at the centerstage, as they waited for the Stage Director to give them further instructions. "Let's do Chapter 18...The Death of Hope." the Director announced. Paolo and Serena did their own mental training. In this scene, the prince decided to sacrifice his life to prevent the death of his beloved, who carries a curse. Paolo will play as the prince, while Serena will play as Amaia, a commoner who carries a curse, and the lover of the prince. "Take my lead." Paolo whispered at Serena, who nodded in return. They both sat on the floor. Paolo hugged Serena tightly...

Perhaps it held a clue, some hidden knowledge that could guide them forward. As she flipped through the faded pages, a symbol leapt out at her – a fractured heart, pulsating with a faint blue light. A jolt of recognition ran through her. This was the symbol of Aethel's core, the corrupted heart they had hoped to heal. Suddenly, a memory surfaced – a fleeting vision from the Wellspring, an image of the ritual, not as a sacrifice, but as a conduit. The Wellspring's energy, channeled through a specific symbol, could not only heal the heart but also purify it, expelling the darkness that festered within.