Spell Hollering Novels & Stories

I walked into hell by myself, knowing there was no other way but to keep moving. "Spells. We have been at this topic for a month and I would be happy if we concluded it this week. What other name is a spell called in ancient Egypt"? Mr. Gregory was astonished by the character the students portrayed while in class. Some were sleeping while others were busy pressing their phones. I could have sworn that I saw my classmates kissing. I knew the answer to the question for sure but that didn't mean I was going to answer the question, just the same way I never answered any questions Mr. Gregory asked.

He stepped back, his eyes flashing with anger and cruelty. "Who's the Wolf?" I demanded, a firm, unwavering voice. Isabella laughed, a harsh, teasing sound. "You'd never know. Spiders are everywhere and they're nowhere. You can't stop what you can't see." His words sent chills down my spine, but I refused to back down. "We'll see about that." With Isabella in hand, we began the interview and the hard part of the puzzle. He was stubborn, but we were determined to expose the truth.

Harvey sneered and with a sinister smile, he said, "But this tough exterior of yours won't last much longer. I will hit it again and I guarantee it will shatter into pieces!" As he finished speaking, he was prepared to retreat for another powerful charge. "Do you think I will give you that chance?" Woody retorted. Harvey laughed even more arrogantly. "Do you think you're in control here? I'm the one who calls the shots!" With that, he eagerly charged forward again. This time, with even greater force and ferocity! On the other hand, Woody was casting three spells simultaneously. The Protection Spell focused on defense, while the Golden Spell and Evil-repelling Spell were used primarily for at

As we bowed our heads for the final prayer the doors to the rear of the chapel were flung open as Hollie stumbled in laughing as she stopped herself from falling. “Oh, please don’t stop on my account.” Hollie raised a bottle of bourbon to her lips as she staggered towards the front where I and my mates were sitting. “Hollie what the… your drunk!” Raven stood from her seat in an attempt to help Hollie sit down. Raven tried to pry the bottle from Hollie but the more she pulled the righted Hollies grip became. “Hollie let go your causing a scene.”

‘No. ‘Wheel?’ tried Stent. ‘Nope.’ ‘Woodland?’ was Dean’s suggestion. My jaw lolled open into a grin. ‘Nu-uh.’ ‘Oh, you’re an idiot.’ Holly shook her head at me. ‘It’s wolf, isn’t it?’ ‘You’ve got it!’ I cried. ‘Your go.’ ‘Or we could do something more interesting,’ she said, looking between us. ‘Oh?’ said Dean. ‘We could do literally anything other than this game.’ She rolled her eyes. ‘Unless we started doing paw or claw or oh, I don’t know, spoke or bag or whatever, I think we’ve pretty much exhausted I Spy.’

Hollie quickly pulled his hand, but her strength was no match to Gellert. There was a sharp pain in her neck, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly. Soon, her face turned red because of the lack of oxygen. "Let... let me go." Hollie squeezed out a few words from her throat. She waved her hands in the air and kicked Gellert's body weakly. At that moment, Hollie's body and mind were filled with fear. Gellert looked polite, but he was actually a demon. Once she angered him, she could not bear the consequences.

I funnel energy into the trap we’ve constructed, weaving the spell into a shimmering net that spans the clearing. “Steady,” Soren whispers, sensing my tension. In the clearing, Hilda shifts, tilting her head slightly. Her voice rings out, taunting. “So Maelor sent his lapdogs instead of coming for me himself? I hope he’s close enough to hear me calling him a coward. Come on then, let me see who he considers to be dispensable.”

Sweat clung to his dark skin, running down his face in rivulets as he raised his arms and threw back his head. “Mortuos voco! Pro nobis pugna! Domum nostram defende!” Sterling shouted, his voice low and haunting. “I call forth the dead! Fight for us! Defend our home!” Shit, this wasn’t good. A spell like that would drain him like a fucking juice box. What had to have been at least one hundred wisps of smoke rose from the cracks in the ground. They quickly reformed, taking on the shape of human and wolf alike. Two glowing eyes, the color of polished rubies, shone from within each one.

Always quick on the uptake, Holly put two and two together. “Oh my. Master.” Holly gave him a reproachful glare. “You’re kind of a jerk. I don’t know why she’s still even talking to you.” “I know. I get it now. And I already told her I was sorry—” “You have to keep apologizing, I think. You have to grovel at her feet and beg for forgiveness. Tell her you were an ignorant jerk and that you had no idea you were making her relive her past trauma when you used that forbidden spell on her.”

I focused and thought his name once, and suddenly I heard his silky smooth voice in my head say, ‘Hey, baby. “Whoa! What?!” I freaked out and shook my head, taking two large steps away from him, not expecting his voice to come to me so clearly. It was like when you have a song stuck in your head and you hear it a certain way in your head, but then you put your headphones in and you really hear it clearly – this was like putting in headphones. Everyone laughed at my outburst. I exhaled and looked between all of them, “Okay, so I can summon others, but others can summon me? How does that work?”