Spell Obedience Novels & Stories

As he rushed forward, Sebastian bit his middle finger and let the blood drip onto the sword. He tossed the seven paper charms out simultaneously. They landed in different positions, which looked chaotic, but was actually merged with the spell of the mystic sects. The seven paper charms and the one that Sebastian was holding formed a spell to suppress evil. It was the Gold Spirit-subduing spell! Sebastian was carrying out the spell of the Sacred Medicine Secret Annals according to what he could remember.

she echoed. "It's not an ordinary bonding spell Khloe," Stephania spat repulsed by her daughter's blunt question. Nothing about the magic she did was ordinary. "This Bonding spell is of my own recipe mixed with another spell and bound with magic that should not be spoken of, nothing can break through this spell. Nothing at all." She geared roughly. "Except when Azians real mate comes along, isn't that so mother? Whatever century she decides to show herself," Khloe muttered.

in the RPG, spellcasters had to make certain Components necessary to use magic. The components are Verbal, Somatic and Material. A verbal component is a spoken word. Which means that to provide a verbal component, you must be able to speak in a strong voice. A silence spell or a gag prevents speech, thus nullifying the ability to cast magic. A somatic component is a measured and precise movement of the hand. To provide a somatic component, you must have at least one free hand, although certain especially creative (and cheat) players may argue that they can fulfill that component with another part of the body.

The witch's spell translation and pronunciation: Robora mentem meam, (ro-boh-rah men-tem may-am) Confirma contra tenebras, (con-fer-mah kon-trah ten-neb-rahs) Robora corpus meum, (ro-boh-rah kor-plus mau-um) Nil sinas occupare. (neel see-nahs ock-koo-pah-reh) It has been loosely translated as: Strengthen my mind, Strengthen it against darkness, Strengthen my body, Allow nothing to occupy it.

I lean down and place a kiss on his forehead as I then whisper the final part of the spell, the part just for us. “This spell is to be broken Through the sharing of their bodies, Allowing their souls to realign Making two become one again… Riley and Romeo, I love you both…” I place another kiss on his forehead and then his lips, sealing the final part of the spell. I then remove my hands and lift them to the sky once more as I say, “Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Soul Thank you for lending me your power, Sun, Moon, Space, Land, Sea

“The things which I have promised here today, I will perform and keep, so help me God.” After taking the oath, I kissed the Bible and signed my commitment, returning to my place. The archbishop approached me, offering a welcoming handshake and a kiss on the cheek. Yet, as I stood there, an intense heat washed over me, and dizziness clouded my senses. The room seemed to pulsate with power. "What is happening?" I questioned in my mind. "Just breathe; it's your power emerging for the first time. It's as if all this while, you've been under a spell that concealed your abilities, rendering them invisible and undetectable. Consequently, your entire potential has surfaced at once. Just breathe," th

“Blood spells are not one-way. They create a cycle. What you send out will return to you three times stronger. The obsession you invoke will consume the target… and then it will consume you.” “I’m aware of the risks,” I declared, my heart pounding. “I still need it.” She sighed, as if she had already had this conversation with many arrogant young people before. “Very well. But remember the three laws: first, the doll must contain something from the target. Second, every needle you drive into it will also pierce your own soul. Third…” Her eyes darkened. “Once the spell is initiated, it can only be broken by death or madness.” I paid with more than half of my allowance. When her bony hands del

Like standing under a powerline, that low vibration you feel in your back teeth before you hear anything. "This will break the suppression spell," Sage says. She takes her position across from me. "Root to root." "Will it hurt?" She looks at me across the smoke. "Yes. But you have survived worse than pain. Pain ends." She opens the book to the page she marked. "What's been done to you has not ended. Tonight it does." She begins to chant. The language is old. I don't understand a word of it but my body does, my pulse shifts rhythm to match it, involuntary, the way your foot finds the beat of a song before your brain registers the music.

“Quick, brothers, I will need your help.” They nodded and stood beside Tricc. His voice resonated with the resonance of ancient incantations, he spoke the words of awakening, his brothers joining in the familiar chant that reverberated through the chamber like a celestial hymn. "By the bond that binds us, by the threads of fate entwined by the Goddess, awaken now, o spirit of the Lion, rise from the depths of slumber and reclaim your rightful place!" Tricc's voice echoed with a primal intensity, his words weaving into spells that shimmered with iridescent light.

Corpse Condemnation was a Higher Order spell. It required an immense amount of spiritual energy and a good grasp of the laws of death to activate it successfully. Casting the Corpse Condemnation required extremely complicated gestures, or incantations. Wilbur had done neither. How had he managed to activate such a terrifying spell? Angie did not get an answer to her question, until her death. What she did not know was that Wilbur's advancement to a new level and absorbing the power of death allowed him to understand the laws of death to a certain degree.