Spell Thought Novels & Stories

I pointed my finger and Micheal seemed troubled as he got on his feet again. " taught you, Spells, like what? " He was serious all of a sudden, clenching his hand on the spear. " Aging spell, immortality spell, healing, growing plants, I also wash the dishes without washing them, you know what I mean. " I smiled, grateful I have such unique powers. However, Michael didn't smile. " What else he taught you? " I feel bad all of a sudden. " I'm not in trouble, am I? I never hurt anyone. "

I walked into hell by myself, knowing there was no other way but to keep moving. "Spells. We have been at this topic for a month and I would be happy if we concluded it this week. What other name is a spell called in ancient Egypt"? Mr. Gregory was astonished by the character the students portrayed while in class. Some were sleeping while others were busy pressing their phones. I could have sworn that I saw my classmates kissing. I knew the answer to the question for sure but that didn't mean I was going to answer the question, just the same way I never answered any questions Mr. Gregory asked.

It's not Latin or any other language I am conversant with. However, under the foreign text, it seems someone has translated the language and also in a neat handwriting. The discovery instantly makes me feel so much better. Slowly, I read the translated text. And then, I read it again. “No,” I whisper. “Yes,” Fiona says. The translated text is a spell called ‘The Severance’, and the spell is designed to steal power from one source and transfer it to another. Specifically, the spell can steal a Trueblood’s power and give it to someone else.

“No, no, dear. That’s a common misconception. A spell isn’t something that can be repeated, or just churned out by anyone. And, as we don’t speak Latin, a spell in Latin would do us very little good. No, a spell should come from the heart. You speak with intent, and it can be as simple as you like.” “Okay,” I nodded. As Skye took his steaming mug of ginger tea, I nudged him with my knee. Turning to him, I whispered, “Can I try a sip, please?” “Sure,” he said, frowning slightly. Then his eyes widened in understanding. “Oh. Oh, yeah, of course, El.”

The power to be a slave. "It seems very exaggerated. How is that going? What do you mean?" His eyebrows furrowed and paused for a while. "I don't know? This might be a result of reading books." I said and he nodded twice, paying attention to every detail I said. "Darling, in the English language, can you spell the 5th longest wor⁠—" I interrupted him. I closed my eyes, jumbled letters began to flow like specks of pixie dust forming a word. It's like magic but It's not fantasy. It is sensory, a thought experiment. It is science.

I asked curiously, in case I didn’t hear her right the first time. She laughed under her breath at my shocked state and repeated more confidently “A mind reading spell. You can read anyone’s thoughts within your range of hearing. It might be overwhelming to hear so many voices in your head all at once but I think if you focus enough, you can filter out all the others and focus only on one of them” I took her hand in mine as we headed to our usual rendezvous spot outside the pack house entrance, and asked her curiously “And you’ll be performing the spell on all three of us or just you?”

"Hmmm, you sealed this land with your magic, and now, you can't seem to break it, do you take me for granted witch, maybe, teaching you a lesson would make you realized that I never came here to play some silly witchy games with you." Philip said, looking at him, he was ready to rip the witch apart, he had been holding him self not to rip the witch apart, and now the witch been here, daring him, with those words, was enough valid reason to rip him apart without thinking twice. "Am being sincere, this is a spell that causes confusion to the other opponent, I can't seem to break it because am in the same land as the confusion, so we will have to look for a crack, that separates us from the out

It was another day at Corazon pack and everyone had gathered at the Alpha's mansion for their daily teachings from the wizard. The wizard, on the other hand, had arrived a bit late that morning because he needed to go through his ancient spell book to look for basic spells to teach the soldiers. As usual, Alpha Trent was there to watch the whole event .“Yesterday, I made mention of a particular spell and I said this word was a defense mechanism against the offence that might be thrown at you all by the witch. What is the name of this spell?” all the pack members in unison said the exact word he had told them yesterday, leaving the wizard quite impressed that he may after all be teaching inte

He said arrogantly. Alfi draws four black Jepitrons with 666 on their legs from his bracelet and enchants a rune spell. “"fire", "daubentonis"=>"water", "felix"=>"earth", ’strigiformes"=>"wind"); ?>“ “Err, What is he doing?” Kartika asked as she looks Alfi speaking gibberish. You may see the spell-like a simple PHP code, though I am pretty sure most of you don’t know what it means, yet in the scene, he just speaks gibberish. I just deciphered it into PHP code so you will get the point.

"The spell is wearing off. We need to act swiftly." A spell? in my mind flashbacks of that day in the garden where Mrs Pierce was sneaking around and talking to someone mysterious come back. she had spoken about a spell and how it was beginning to wear off. that the destiny and success of the kingdom depended on the success of that specific mission. could it be… My heart skipped a beat, and the cup slipped from my fingers, tea splashing onto the floor, forgotten in that moment. My mind raced to fathom the weight of those words.