Spell Resurrection Novels & Stories

A cold air enveloped me soon enough and I opened my eyes to see we were in the middle of a forest. My eyes scanned the area but there was no building in sight. “Is it here?” I asked Aunt Aurora. She nodded looking around. “I was told she uses the conceal spell.” I felt my curiosity about her heighten. I’d only heard of the conceal spell from my mother and even she didn't know how to use it, if she had, she wouldn't be dead. It was a painful reminder. “So how do we find her?” I asked. “We wait,” I turned to her with a look of disbelief. “We wait?”

Everyone’s body slightly glowed in purple. After confirming the effect of the spell, it was Rose’s turn. “[Thunder Burst]!” Rose slammed her hand on the muddy floor and a burst of electricity came from her. Electrocuting the very water including the lizards that were rolling around. The three that were casted with a special spell were unaffected by it. “GRAAWWW!!” “Good job. Now leave them to me. Hyah!” Matthew dashed in. ‘Now that the lizards are staggered and weakened, I can finish them off easily.’

With a low chant, I began to weave a dark spell around him, my hands moving in precise, intricate motions. Suddenly, everything went black. I opened my eyes, expecting to see the same darkness around me, but instead, I saw Zuku's eyes flicker open. He smiled at me, the expression ghastly on his decaying face. "Welcome back to earth, Zuku," I said, laughing as I stepped back from the grave. Zuku's resurrection was complete.

Hades called in a raspy voice his eyes glowing a faint yellow "Run!" he yelled "it wont hold for long, run!" "What about you?!" cried Moira "Hell if I'm leaving you here" "Go" He cried weakly just as the ground crumbled beneath him and he fell into an abyss of his own creation Moira let out a shrill unintelligible yell and began to move towards the rapidly closing hole, but Shay was quicker, whatever spell he'd cast was rapidly wearing off and the claws that held the violent wraith in place began to flicker in and out of existence

I yelled again. I contemplated on calling for help but I had no idea what judgment would be passed on me and her. Her room was the next logical thing I could do. I willed my grimoire and read through several spells to resuscitate her. I placed my hands on her shoulder, trying hard to concentrate on the voices in my head and trying to Channel some of my energy through her. "Vigor vitalis, surge et revivifica!" (Vital energy, surge and revive!)

The other witch was purposely peeing on dead mortals and resurrecting them without blood to be her army. When they fought, both mother and father suffered equal and sufficient damage to die. But a witch is a witch. I guess it had always been their nature to be smart, always adaptive and using wit. Mother made sure that I shall be born alive, even if she’s not. She casted la resurrezione – a spell to resurrect a dead body – in this case, she casted it upon me. This spell, however, requires more than two sacrifices. My mother, in the last minute of her life, sacrificed hers, the witch’s, and father’s life.

She just existed and my heart took notice. I'd tried to chase that feeling and looking back to all the women I'd been with, it just showed me that I had been chasing reminders of her but not quite getting the real deal, so why did all of a sudden Scarlet have all those emotions resurfacing once more? I didn't believe in reincarnation but I was willing to consider that because she had Eve's eyes... I'd memorized them and I knew they were the same, no matter what angle or weather. I knew because I had ingrained all her features into my head.

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.

She shouted “Not in your wildest dream,” The white angel said with his sword. He cut the other three of Lily’s wings that made Lily fall but I grabbed her with my left arm while my right arm reached Billy because she was unguarded while lying at the back of the white smoke. When I touched Billy in an instant she got burned and turned into ash. The white angel as well as his smoke were gone in an instant. While Lily and I gently fell to the ground and the note with ‘gluttony’ written on it fell on the floor. I didn’t bother to pick it up. I just stepped on it and it still burned. I looked at Uzmael and she slowly turned back to Lily and I am slowly turning back to my normal look. I saw an eye

“We are being held to our body through the power of the ancient dagger. So as long as nothing has happened to Zachariah, then we will return to our body once he removes the dagger and Summer performs the resurrection ritual...” “What happens if something has happened to Zachariah and he can’t remove the dagger and someone else does?” Zelda asks, getting more worried. “I don’t know and I hope that we never find out…” Lorelei says, finally not having the answer. “You have nothing to worry about, my daughter. Everything is as it should be. You can and will return to your loved ones soon.” I turn in the dark and just manage to spot the blue glow as it fades into the darkness. That is when I hear