Spell Thought Novels & Stories

We were trapped, the spell within our grasp but the way out blocked by Gabriel and his men. "You won't get away with this," I said, trying to muster as much defiance as I could. "We won't let you use the spell." Gabriel laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You still don’t understand, do you? This isn’t just about power. This is about destiny." As he stepped forward, the glow from the book intensified, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The library seemed to come alive with ancient magic, the air thick with anticipation.

Lucifer snorted angrily. "I didn't know it belonged to Melissa and why would I ever bother to read words on jewels and for your advice since when people started to write on jewels like seriously, aren't paper was enough?" My mother was as angry as Lucifer. He gritted his teeth as the glint of anger flashed through his eyes. "Spell, you said? What does that mean?" I mumbled quietly. "I don't know, it's an ancient spell and I'm not strong enough to understand it," she shrugged her shoulders before sitting down next to me.

He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds. “Your mom sent me a letter so I really came here prepared. I also got the news of what happened two days ago so I personally came to check you out. So how are you? Are you fine now?” I literally got that question several times now. “Perfectly fine, nothing to worry about. Anyway, have you brought your sister? Where is she?” I looked around to see if he’s got his sibling with him but Aubrey’s not around. Kirk and Aubrey are my only friends who knows about my secret aside from Lena.

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.

The recycling spell that swallowed every firm of magic which was the strength became the weakness. The spell was meant to reveal all, but it was not as fast as the recycling spell. Trust cleaning up spells to be quick and precise. But no bother, like all good and sure things, this revelation spell needed time to make its big entrance. It took longer than expected but it did. “There” Thane said, sensing an abnormality in one of the rabbit holes that were everywhere in this hill. They were littered everywhere. I turned and saw the one which he spoke off.

You could enlarge the wound you are trying to heal" Narek warning voice came out low and menacing, I gulped down nothing. He stood straight and clapped his hands, "Now the spell. Hespanon scruth van thowar zum" The words rolled out of his lips with ease, he was so good with spells, I admired it. "Now before you all say it, notice the way the first word come out. Hespanon, the first letter 'H' is silent, don't forget that. With that being said, let me hear it" he added, referring to the spell he just taught us about.

“Spell of life is hard enough to master. How are we supposed to combine that with the tension of trying to heal?” “That’s where practice comes in,” Professor Blowfish replied. “You must master the spell of life to be able to heal lesser beings like smaller animals. That’s the least you should know. Of course, there are more advanced spells healers have to know to heal higher animals,” A loud murmur erupted from the class. Healing spells are hard to master, especially because the language is a spiritual language and is quite long to recite. Plus it takes a balance of the tongue to recite it because it makes the mouth heavy and quaver. If a wolf isn’t careful, it runs a high risk of misquoting

she retorted, her voice trembling with unresolved resentment. The futility of their argument hung heavy in the air, their words falling upon deaf ears. Shana let out a frustrated growl, the sound blending with the low rumble of thunder in the distance. "This conversation is pointless," she spat, her voice tinged with impatience. "Just get ready to do the spell so we can leave and stop wasting our time."

Maddie speaks and leans over with my letter. “Just watch me.” She winks. It is so off that it makes me laugh. Even though I don’t want to - nothing about right now is funny. “Maddie- what are you talking about?” “I know how to perform a spell.” Maddie voices weirdly- very nasally. It incites another giggle out of me. It helps me wipe away my tears. “A spell? Are you some witch, Maddie?” I play along, feeling myself lighten up.

I pointed out. Spiro laughed. Not loudly. Not happily. A dark little sound, bitter enough to scrape. “You do not know the half of it,” Spiro muttered. I faced him fully. “What does that mean?” I asked. “It means the categories you use on this side are too clean,” Spiro explained. “You see a dragon and think one thing. Aetherfang and think another. Vaelcryn and think another. The Outlands does not remain that polite.”