Spell Weird Novels & Stories

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"

like something was brushing against my soul. I looked at Ryan. I felt unsure and awkward. He leaned closer and whispered, “It’s alright. She’s my friend. I told you about her.” “The psychic?” I whispered back. He nodded. “Her name is Melinda. She’s a seer.” Melinda opened her eyes suddenly. Her expression changed and concern filled her face. “Oh no,” she murmured. “This is not good.” My heart dropped. “What?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” “There is a dark spell placed on you,” she said. “A strong one.”

I plead in our link, unable to turn and check her for myself. “I’m ok, just feel weird, a bit lightheaded and tipsy. What just happened?” Wills voice sounds slurred and small through the link; the spell has her on a contact and bond high. Her emotions are riding on that high right now and she’s headed for a crash. I can feel it in my gut.

Their eyes glowing red with razor sharp teeth bare as they lunged growling, and like a tornado started tackling the pack members. “Imaginarii…” I muttered the incantation and cast a spell repeating and chanting the same and it worked confusing the enemies for a few seconds but the spell got broken. How was it possible? I thought and Eva whispered while throwing away the enemies from our members, “There is some other witch present here who knows to break the spell.” I looked around to see who could it be but found none, “Must be hiding, bloody coward.” Willow growled.

That's one thing about this disgusting spell, it tampers with the sky and it sends down its anger in the form of rain. I could hear Craig, gasping at once and I could near the fresh smell of blood everywhere as I walked. "We were binded with the Spherical spell." "Mmm.." I nodded. We would have walked round forever in those woods without noticing, following that path until we got hypnotized. We appeared in Shadow Saint Pack at once and I started with playing around with things before I got serious, especially if anything had already happened Heaven. "Kill anything that stands in your way." I told Craig and I could already imagine him nodding with excitement.

I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwillingness of people after death, the spiritual wisdom born after a hundred years of immortality, and the rumours spread by word of mouth. In the final analysis, weirdness is the existence of hatred and resentment, do you understand, little cutie."

Jordan said but nothing happened. "Nothing's happening, Wendy" Minx said hurriedly. "It's not a Latin spell, it's a Spanish spell," she said weakly. "What?? I don't know Spanish" Jordan said. "Every witch knows all the languages spells are written in, I need you to focus on your knowledge," Minx said. "Hurry, she's broken the boundary spell of the property," Oliver said and Jordan closed his eyes and focused on his knowledge of spells. "Gran poder nos Ileva a casa a través del tiempo" Jordan spoke and all of them appeared in front of the pack house.

I felt nervous yet happy. Hayden entered the office in the workshop and stared at me. From his expression, I could tell something was wrong. "Now what?" I asked him, looking him in the eyes. "Nora and Debbie left with the competition; I think they want to sabotage the next race," he told me. I wasn't surprised at all. Cockroaches always end up in the same hole, but I was very annoyed at how low they had sunk. "What did Jona say?" I asked him.

Penelope said, beaming with joy. Aiden raised his eyebrows in surprise. "The last known book of witches? That sounds interesting. What's it about?" "Well," Penelope began, flipping through the pages, "it's about a powerful potion and medical procedures that can supposedly get rid of any monster that's taken over a person's body. It's called the Spell of Exorcism." "Exorcism?" Aiden chimed in, looking up from his sandwich. "Isn't that what they do to evil spirits in horror movies?"