Spell Lady Novels & Stories

Isabella yelled with excitement. Mellony closed the lid tightly and they headed back to the shack. They went in and closed the door. Mellony took a piece of chalk from her apron and drew a magical circle on the floor. She placed the hourglass in the center of it. Then she recited the enchantment. “Past, present, and future. You remain the same. Birth, life, and death are not the things you claim. Let me tip the scales with the sands of time. For the spell is cast like a chime.”

Alice “How dare you?” she spat you shall all pay for doing this she rose up with her hands in the air she casted her first spell “ sabtagos min paria” a storm like cloud formed around them understanding the spell and it’s significance Alice casted a spell at the nick if time

I can tell that Bella gets increasingly more antsy so I stop stroking her, but as keyed up as she is that doesn't change things a lot. When no further questions are being asked Beth steps in front of the dais while Peter starts untying Charlotte again. "Okay, listen guys, for anyone not having caught on yet, we're using two different safeword systems - the usual green / yellow / red, and our own personal dungeon safeword is "applesauce". Hope everyone got that? If you hear someone use either safeword, make sure they're okay. Lube, condoms,

whimper Ruby. "Dear child, you hold such great powers, that your beauty was hidden by the "ugly" spell." "Ugly Spell?" "Yes. I was hoping that the prince would be able to see through all your ugliness and love you for who you are. I was hoping he would break the spell for you. However, he seems to be the type to love the outer appearance more," said Grandmother Willow. She turned away from Ruby and started to cry. Tear streaks fell onto her pale face.

Wynn looked around him, hoping that no one comes out of their apartments to see a naked prince Deacon. “I am Theodosia, but you can call me Madam Osia,” Theodosia said, standing aside so that the two men could enter her small apartment that smelled like wood and forest from the aromatic sticks that were burning. “What can I do for you, gentlemen?” Theodosia asked, shutting the door. “A mind spell,” Wynn said, watching her hips sway making Wynn think she was doing it on purpose. “What kind of mind spell,” she asked, showing with her hand for them to sit.

I narrowed my eyes, stumbling back from her. There was something off about her… "You need to pay attention to the spell." She said softly, even her voice sounded sensual. I nodded, looking into her mesmerising goldish-red eyes. She said the spell slowly and I repeated after her. After three attempts, I got it right. This was it, I took a deep breath, looking down at Chris’s handsome face. I will fix this. Here goes nothing… ----- RAYHAN

“A pitiful failure, unable to fulfill even the simplest of tasks. It seems you have lost your touch, dear sister.” Freya’s weakened form trembled with rage and defiance, her eyes blazing with an inner fire. She mustered the last vestiges of her strength to glare back at Felicity, refusing to cower beneath her taunts. Undeterred by Freya’s defiant gaze, Felicity raised her hand, her fingers tracing invisible patterns in the air. Dark energy crackled and swirled around her, a testament to the power she possessed. With a venomous smile, she unleashed her spell, a surge of arcane power that shattered the bonds that held Freya captive.

It’s a statement, not a question. “Yes, I think so,” she replies. “It’s an essence spell. It affects one’s very existence, their identity. Only the strongest witches can pull it off. And it seems like there’s a crack in it. At least for a moment, Reeva was able to break through.” “This spell even makes you forget your mate bonds?” Axel asks. Delphnie nods. “Unfortunately, yes. And there’s only one witch I can think of who might do this to her. Coraline.”

Willow told her. "Damn, I guess Lily was right after all. That changes things." Dante mumbled beside her, shaking his head at her when she wanted to ask what he meant by that. "What else did Hecate say?" Miss J asked earnestly. "The spell used to release her spirit was an ancient demonic spell that no Witch knows about. I think if we can somehow find out what that spell was, we can find a way to reverse it." Willow's hands shook as she attempted to drink her tea, but Dante took the cup from her and instead grabbed her hands to help calm her down. She didn't feel frightened though. It felt as if she had an adrenaline shot sent through her entire body and its sending her into overdrive.

I ran in front of her again, "How can you say?" "Oh, I can see a lot of things. I can also see a spell on you." The hairs on my skin were all rising and my throat went dry. "A ss...spell??" "Yes, a powerful soul binding spell. How are you enjoying your stay here?" She raised her barely existent grey eyebrows. "Do you know any sorceress by the name Shadow?" I asked her doubtfully. She gave me one of those classic witch laughter. "Did she give you a stone?"