Spell Heart Novels & Stories

A nostalgic smile fills my heart. I'm going to miss this a lot; you all are my wolf boys. No matter where you are, you are mine, okay? Be as mine as I am yours. I am your partner, your alley, your ACE OF HEARTS in perfection. Don't look for me, don't take risks for me, and don't stop your lives for me. You all are the best thing I've ever had in my life. Don't forget to give Horus a kiss from me and tell him I love him so much too.

I had a couple of messages left in the chat. I spent the whole night reliving Jax's lips.

They labeled me as a black-hearted girl, incapable of ruling and only destined to sow discord among the villagers. Their words shattered my spirit. The absence of parental love can be a cruel burden. What blossomed in my heart was a garden of resentment, pain, sorrow, and hatred. I decided to cook them a delightful meal, infused with my unique 'Die Immediately Spell Potion,' and invited them to dine with me. As they savored their lunch, I erupted into laughter, watching their confusion until I finally revealed, “The black-hearted girl says RIP to you.” Their eyes widened in horror, mouths agape as life slipped from them.

She knew the images were from the night of the welcome party where she saw Sara and Aaden together. Her heart hurt seeing the person she loved so much in the arms of another woman. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that her husband had betrayed her in such a manner. Her heart pounding in her chest, Crystal took a step forward, her eyes still fixed on the screen. She stood there in shock, unable to move or speak. Her mind raced with questions and doubts, and her heart felt like it had been ripped apart. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. The images burned into her mind, causing her chest to tighten and her eyes to fill with tears,

After all, only the best and refined killers manage to graduate from the academy she did. She pulled her long, brown locks into a tight ponytail before bending down to put on her shoes. Her mask remaining to cover her face, keeping her identity hidden. Bella warmed herself up as she waited for her name to be called. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Give it up for our favorite fighter! Red!" The announcer's voice blasts through the speakers.

"Miss Sia, should we get going?" Henry said. "Even if you're a tank, we don't know what you're capable of. But I have the impression that you are trustworthy. There are many foes, but I can assist you with my spells." Sia stated. "I am, indeed, dependable." Henry cracked a faint smile. Sia announced, "I will cast my first spell." "A Clear Heart, a Clear Mind." A red magic circle whirled into existence as her palm pointed at Henry, generating innumerable red light specks that dropped on his body.

I am older, but I am weak and useless to them. I may be all of those things, but I am not stupid and I most certainly do not give up just easily. If I cannot get the recognition that I wanted and deserved alone, then I am dragging someone into this. And I am not the least bit conscientious. Eliana Deere, daughter of the admired by many Boss R, the one and only heiress to the throne, you will be mine. And you will make me the most successful pack leader in all of the vampire history.

You can find me with it too, by changing the spell. There were tears of emotion in her eyes. ‘It's made with blood magic, so it's very strong.’ He kissed her forehead. ‘The spell is, Gaol eachdra idheilm, eternal love.’ He took a long lace from his trouser pocket and put his hand above it. ‘Fadna Chláir, forever connected, Cha chaill mi riamh, you will never lose me. Chan ann le draoidheachd, fóirneart no úine,

Nizhoni walked up behind Sebastian and knelt down sometime later. Smiling, she hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Hey, babe, how’s it going?” She was referring to the two-thousand piece puzzle he and Jaxsen were putting together. The puzzle was of a fire breathing dragon flying around a burning castle, a mage standing in the forefront, arms outstretched as if conducting the mayhem from afar. It was a gift from Rose.

"Ted, you know exactly why Mom and Dad left the inheritance to me. Are you really just going to stand there and let her drag my name through the mud?" Just then, a relative couldn't help but point at Suzy and shout, "This is outrageous! Larissa donated her bone marrow to Ted when they were kids, and she even gave him a kidney when they grew up." "That's right! Larissa is so kind-hearted. She never turned her back on Ted, even after inheriting everything. His company, his car, his house—she gave him all of it! How dare you slander her?" Ted wanted to defend himself, but the sight of him made my stomach churn. So, I stepped forward and said, "Ted, you aren't welcome at this funeral. Please lea