Spell Tail Novels & Stories

I need a dragon handbook. I turn my neck and sway slightly because I'm unaccustomed to my size. I gain my balance and try again. I'm surprised to see my scales are yellow. This makes me laugh. I'm a yellow dragon-the color of the sun and also daisies. I'm beautiful. I raise my front leg, tilt slightly as I do it, and examine my black talons. They're long and sharp. I whip my tail around and it smashes upside my head. Yep, it's there and I need to learn to control it.

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

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.

The Terror Hound chuckled and said, "Dude, you don't know anything. Let me tell you. The Old Turtle has three ultimate techniques. Two of them are lifesaving skills, so the Old Turtle can't easily showcase them. "Its last ultimate technique is called Void Reversal, or Topsy Turvy. That ultimate technique is very powerful, but it has a fatal Life Gate below its shell near its tail. When it is about to showcase its technique, it will leave it by you. By then, use all your might at the Life Gate. "Once you break its Life Gate, leave the rest to me. My promises still stand as long as you help me gain the heavenly spiritual aura. How does that sound?"

The mirrors in the room and the glass in the window pane cracked and blew inward, spraying us with tiny flecks of glass. “You can't defeat me, a piece of my soul will always be in her. You will fail to protect her from me, just like the night Kyllian was killed, you will fail again. You can't protect either of them.” Tasha says, she began to scream, her head snapping side to side. Kole seemed affected by Tasha's words, but he couldn't lose focus. He continues chanting. The spell was working, Tasha grunted, turning to me with a sinister smile.

The surgical lamps flickered, then stabilized. From her medicine pouch, she withdrew a single moonwell pearl, crushed it between her fingers, and mixed it with powdered hawk-root. As the paste glowed a soft teal, she painted a glyph over Thaleus’s spine. Then she opened a case of silver needles etched with solar-gold lines, spiritguides, tools known to only a few across the continent.

I whisper to Nathan. Beneath the “werewolves” column, she neatly prints, “Nathan and Bailey: Reproductive Spell.” Changing from her black marker to a red one, she makes a bullet point below it: “Bailey = Tyr” and “Nathan = Fenrir” “We know enough about the spell that we understand the symbolism,” she says, moving to the next column. She notes there that thralls cast the spell on us. Then, under “unknown,” she writes “moonstone.”

Adam says to Skylar. “We tweak the spell by binding it to a talisman for each. The spell will last as long as the talisman remain unbroken. Adam do we have any of those necklaces left from the convention?” “I think there are about a hundred left.” “We are going to need all of them.” Skylar tells him. “We will give each wolf a necklace with an enchanted talisman and tell them they are for protection.”

My jewelry is laid out in a precise spiral, each piece angled deliberately, obsidian ring, velvet choker, silver cuff, onyx pin, ending with a single silver bracelet, upon closer inspection I see that is a serpent eating its own tail, the symbol of the Velvet Coil, placed dead center. Lazriel used to do this before negotiations. He called it setting the stage. He once told me, if you see the coil, love, it means I’m still in control of something. My throat tightens. He’s alive. And he wants me to know he’s not breaking.

The scientist looked back at the male tailed beast and at the same time, the crystal gem glowed bright red causing the neck of the scientist to suddenly crack, that ended his life. The male tailed beast with big ears and the female tailed beast looked at each other, not stating a word but both knew in their stares, there were people behind them that they were ready to kill them. But before they could attack, the male tailed beast was able to control them to drop their weapons and the female tailed beast showed her third tail, a long fish tail full of sharp scales. When the male tailed beast lifted them a few inches above the ground, the female tailed beast showed the beautiful sharp scales t