Spell Obedience Novels & Stories

What was Damien's excuse? Jess felt Ricky pulling at her hand, ushering her into the circle. It was hard to hear over the roaring wind and Belle's screams. She could see Ricky's mouth moving, speaking the words of the spell she'd practised so many times. He looked over and gave her a reassuring nod. She did the same to Sammy, taking his small hand in hers. As one they repeated the words; "Trifectus, Trivestum, Trivorum, Unbind thy spirit,

I chanted the spell that would make sure I would gain advantages about the situation here. My presence could inspire bravery and determination in those around me. I could perceive the intentions and actions of individuals, allowing me to discern their guilt or innocence. I could emit an aura that bolsters the strength and morale of my allies. This aura not only enhanced their physical abilities but also instilled a sense of honor and nobility, encouraging them to fight with unwavering resolve. I could invoke the power of divine retribution to punish those who have escaped mortal justice. This power ensured that even those who evade human consequences face a reckoning that aligns with the law

I cast and feel the energy sucking out of me, but it doesn’t do anything to awaken the triplets. Jared laughs, his eyes telling me how much of a failure he counts me as. Breathing in, I reach deeper. “Impero terrae, audi verba mea, et adhae-rere omni petitioni meae. Hanc maledictionem averte et innocentem sana.” Dragging my sentences, I lay emphasis on each word, making sure that my intention is well understood by the air. When I finish the spell, my eyes glow brightly, telling me how much of my energy the venom sucks just to get the triplets back to a healing state.

‘Charles, you don't understand the consequences of this spell,’ he pleaded desperately. But I continued to shake off his grip, my determination unwavering. I had spent months researching and preparing for this moment, and I couldn't let anyone or anything stand in my way. The power surged through me, and soon I will have the power to change everything. 'Ekleípō.' I mumbled under my breath as I focused all my energy on casting the spell. The air crackled with anticipation, and a blinding light enveloped me, signaling that the spell had taken effect. Little did I know that the consequences of my actions would be far greater than I had ever imagined.

Every bruise, every skipped meal, every night locked in the attic flashed behind my eyes. “You watched,” I whispered. “And did nothing.” “I watched,” he agreed, voice barely air. “And every day I hated myself more.” Blood dripped faster now, pattering onto the hardwood. I lunged forward. “You’re bleeding again—stop talking!” He waved me off, swaying. “I’m fine… it’s just the consequences of breaking the vow tonight.” Terror clawed my throat. I whipped toward Sebastian. “Do something!” Sebastian’s face was stone. “I can’t. The convenant is between him and the Goddess. No spell overrides that.”

The spell burned at the back of my mind, itching to be tried out. Since I came across the spell while in training as a priest candidate and asked the old man to teach me how to use it, I've not had a reason to use it. The spell can only be used by Priest and Priestess candidates and can only be undone by the Priest or Priestess. The Blood Oath Spell would allow me to share the brunt of the damage and his wounds while healing him in the process. My life force becomes his. It's why the spell was forbidden for a reason.

My first meeting with her. “Freku sa tilolo fis eku nas ti lalin.” He chants, making the whole place instantly dirt-free. “And here I was, thinking it’s -ti lalon.” I say about the spell “Ti lalon or ti lalin, can go both ways depending on who is using it; A warlock or a Witch.” He tells me “Well, I did know that some words are gender specific but I just never thought it would have to do with a single letter.” I mutter thoughtfully

Last I knew they couldn't speak, maybe with my added power I could finally understand them. "You should go with them" I said, pointing at the fading traces of the group. One of them stepped forward, he seemed a little larger than the others, a little bit taller. "We swore an oath," he said, speaking in tongues. His voice was rough and loud, commanding. "An oath to be your warrior guards, to protect and defend your honour. We cannot go" he replied. "You swore? When was this?" I asked, interested in this particular tidbit of information. I was goofy like that.

Sky above, Earth below, Listen to me Heed my sorrow. Daughter of Him Sorcerer Divine Come to me now This is my time Magic I need Through Time and Space Break these words, Undo this disgrace. Give me thy power Let me ascend Mine is the glory To protect and defend I accept thy Will Forever Amen. The collar around her neck

Lucas muttered, crossing his arms to protect himself. At one blink, the small sphere exploded destructively, bursting with raging fire everywhere. The blast had blown Lucas away like a fly, slamming him against the wall, all bloody and burnt. “You underestimated my attack, Lucas. A Divine Spell can only be broken by another with the same class.” Kael returned his sword to its sheath as he walked towards Lucas. He could see the blood that splashed on the wall from the traitor’s back. “This is the end.” “Was that your new skill, then? It truly is devastating.”