Spell Staring Novels & Stories

just as Ravenna and Aeron burst into the scene. The creature let out a furious snarl. “Vis ex te exhauriatur!” Ravenna’s voice rang out in a language I couldn’t understand. Her eyes glowed silver, matching her hair. That was when I realized she was casting a spell. The beast whimpered and dropped to one arm, driving the stick I had stabbed deeper. Then it staggered upright and bolted past me, towards the workers' dinning hall. I stumbled back and landed on my butt, heart pounding, body slick with sweat.

He thought and his lip twitched as he looked at Spade, waiting for the other to answer. Spade didn’t hide it from them and he is not one to cover his sister’s flaw. “You are right. She is really bad at aiming.” He answered, then made a pause. “Well, that happened when she cursed Stelle. So, she learned her lesson and started cursing when her target was near her.” He said. Rai and Shane froze. “What…” they muttered as their eyes widened in shock when they realized what Spade said. “Stelle was cursed earlier than us?!” Shane exclaimed in a low voice.

With the ancient text spread out before her, Seraphina began the delicate process of casting a spell, one that would grant her a fleeting glimpse of what lay ahead. As she whispered the Hebrew phrases, her voice infused with magic, the room seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly aura. Seraphina's eyes, usually a deep shade of brown, began to glint with a silvery light as the spell took hold. It was a risky endeavor, for peering into the future often came with a price. It was a realm where uncertainty danced with possibilities, and not all visions were clear or welcome.

"You killed my mother !!!!!“. Lena roared in rage her eyes a dark orange red a mixture of hatred and anger “ 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 whispered, pretending the name felt foreign on my tongue. His face lit up, a flicker of relief crossing it. “Yes, Bella… It’s me. Jasper.” I blinked again, slowly, as if trying to process it. “Jasper...!” Behind him, Aster watched intently. I could feel the weight of her spell, like invisible hands pressing against my skull. I pushed the panic deep down and reached for my training. My brother Braxten taught me once: The best way to beat a spell is to pretend it worked until you can break it yourself.

“What? I’m just saying, my dear child, you might sit next to a handsome boy today. In case you end up sitting behind someone who’s bf material, just use the Care-Bear Stare on him.” Apparently, the Care-Bear Stare is the ’90s equivalent of the Patronus Charm. The difference is the Care-Bear Stare is a collective effort. “Momshie, that’s not even real. We can’t shoot energy out of our bellies.” “Of course not. You’re supposed to take it literally. You get your game face on. You stare hard at the back of the boy’s head and whisper to yourself repeatedly: Pag lumingon ka, akin ka (If you turn your head, you’re mine). Like a mantra. Like a love spell.”

He was so cruel when it comes to discipline, I was beginning to gather. “Shall we?” he asked patiently from where he was standing. I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and saw that it was time. Irena and Ian were late and I had a feeling that they couldn’t help keep their hands off each other when they met in their room to change their clothes. With a stifled groan, I got up and faced him taking my stance. “I have a speed spell on” I informed him. He nodded his head and started attacking me, lightning fast. But no matter how fast he is, the spell always works and makes his movements super slow when it detects that I’m about to be attacked.

His finger points to the spot where the stamp was. It’s gone now. But not the drawing. “No, that’s not-” No, that’s nothing. I shake and dart my eyes to Maddie. But she still won’t look at me. Why won’t she look at me? I don’t know why, but it doesn’t matter if she does or not because I need to correct this. “It’s not a message. It’s a spell.” “A spell?” Mykhol raises a brow. “Yes.” I nod, going on. “It’s a spell. For luck.”

"You have to know I'm going to want to look. Wouldn't you?" "Fuck no. That spell is a bit... dodgy. Your dick might explode. Keep your eyes down."

Iapetus nodded in deep thoughts, "The blue one was exactly like how Signo the Imprimerer described how the Vita Collybus spell would work. And the red one..." Their eyes were all on Iapetus. He paused for a second and said: "...is a tracking spell." "So someone has been tracking the blue haired witch, who exchanged her life with yet another someone?" Kitty asked, "But, the blue spell didn't hit anyone in particular either--" "Half of what you said was right. The red star is tracking the blue haired witch, but the blue spell, is the end of the Vita Collybus spell, as in, when the exchange ended." Iapetus said and stared at Kitty with expectation in his eyes.