Spell Heart 소설 & 이야기

Her pulse hammered not from the fight, but from the words that refused to leave her head. You’re exactly like her. Leo reached for her shoulder, steady, protective, but she couldn’t look at him. For the first time, she wasn’t afraid of the man who’d tried to kill them—she was afraid of what he thought he knew about her. And deep down, a darker fear whispered: what if he was right?

And deep in Kai Mercer’s heart, a voice whispered the cruel truth: if the ring pulled him back in, it wouldn’t only be his fists that bled. It would be his soul.

sorrow? "Come in." She said "we have much to discuss." "You're Helga Ashwood?." Kade asked Carefully. "I am." her eyes never left my pendant. "And you child, are far more interesting than you realize." "what does that mean?" I asked. Helga's smile was sad and knowing. "it means you've come seeking answers about a binding spell. About why you can't shift." but the truth is far more complicated than a simple spell. The truth dear child involves blood, betrayal.

“Not really. This is just a small portion of the sword heart!” Alex also shook his head. “Senior, this is the sword heart that you’ve forged with your life. It’s also the soul of the spell formation here. I can’t take it away. You’re going to guard this place eternally. If I take away this, the strength of this spell formation will decline, and it will affect you too.”

Pointing her sharp claws against her chest, she glanced at the almost-complete spell from the eleven warlocks. It would only be a matter of time before the spell would be completed! Her last bit of reluctance was already tossed at the back of her mind. She pierced the part of her chest which was only half an inch distance from her beating heart. On cue, blood gushed from Diana’s lips. And yet, her eyes remained closed. Heart blood was also known as the Essence of the supernatural beings of this world. By destroying this, Diana was at risk to lose something important to her. What would it be?

“Back in the hotel, you used the spades to detect if the place was enchanted in some way, right?” “Yes, and it’s not limited to places. You can use it on people you suspect have been bewitched or cursed,” Kian said. “Although it nullifies the curse and the spell. It doesn’t heal. For healing, we have hearts. Again, same logic: small wounds can be cured by larger numbered cards. For example, ten of hearts can heal a cut in skin that’s not deep.” “So with that logic: ace, jack, queen and king are the strongest cards, right?” I asked, shuffling the cards in my hand.

Seraphine said. “Even if you kill me, the cult will continue. Others will rise to take my place.” “Then I'll kill them too,” I snarled. “Such conviction. Such determination.” Seraphine's smile widened. “It will make you so much sweeter.” She lashed out with a spell I'd never seen before. It bypassed my shields completely, striking directly at the Moon's Tear within my chest. I screamed. The Tear, usually dormant, controlled—suddenly surged.

The forest was a mess as sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson light crashed into molten light. "You... Moonbound... impossible!" the person hissed. "No one can mix betrayal, power, and bonds, but you..." When I yelled, Silver Heart shone with strength, loyalty, and pulse. "I AM THE SILVER HEART!" Betrayal, power, or shadow can't hurt what I have!" The broken part of me was linked to the Silver Heart, the Shadowed Moon, the True End, and the voices of my past lives. Sparks of molten energy hit shadows and twisted furiously before starting to match my pulse.

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.

“Only the sacrifice of your child can break the spell in its entirety.” “What?” If Blayne had not been reinforcing my stance, I would have hit the ground again. I twisted my head to stare at her in disbelief. “Did I hear you correctly?” Marlena’s eyes fell to the ground, her fear of my reaction was very transparent. “Yes, Alpha Vance. This spell bonds your heart and soul to her, and it takes a blood sacrifice to sever the connection.” My murderous aura emitted and though I knew it would impact Marlena and Blayne, my wolf was ready to destroy and rip the unconscious woman to pieces. I wanted to shred her body into mince.