Spellbound Book Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It's not a mistake. She chose you because she believed you could do it” “That is bullshit! I don't care what she thinks, I'm not interested” They seemed they would not take no for an answer. Freya stretch out her hands and a book appeared. “Take it” Cautiously, I asked. “What is this?” “It's a book of spells passed down through generations of high priestesses” It was a large book with a dark, worn out leather cover. On it was boldly written: BOOK OF SPELLS. “I said I don't want……”

The one she swore she’d never open unless she had to. It wasn’t really a book anymore at all. It used to be, once — long ago, before water and smoke and teeth and panic had worked on it. Now it was a block. Thick and lopsided, bound in mismatched leather, edges burned and split. Half the pages were gone, charred to curls. The writing that remained had bled in places, ink like old blood, symbols Baylee didn’t recognize, stuttering between languages that shouldn’t have sat together.

"When two powers-demon and witch merge, they create something called the Bloodbound. A fusion. The last one nearly destroyed three realms." Seraphina's stomach twisted. "And you think I'm one of them?" "I know you are," Kael said. "I can feel it. The moment your magic flared, it resonated with mine." She pulled her hand away. "Stop saying that! You don't know me." He stood up, letting out a low sigh. "I know enough." "Then why help me?" she snapped. "If I'm some kind of cursed weapon, why not kill me right here?"

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

"Then how do we stop her?" Sonia stood, her body still trembling slightly. "We need to trap her. Not fight her in open battle. If we can trap her inside a seal, we can separate her from the book. But it won't be easy." Gloria whispered, "Then teach us, Sonia. Please. We can't let her hurt Emily again." Sonia looked at all of them-Jason, Emily, Patrick, and Gloria. Then she nodded. "Then I'll prepare the binding spell," she said. "We will need moonstone, silver root, and nightshade ash. And time... we only have one chance."

I seated myself gently, the leather chair creaking under me, and summoned the two volumes I needed: The History of Dreadveil Palace and The Book of Spells and Sorcery. I began with the history, eager to uncover clues about what might come next. There was an unusual energy about the book—it seemed… alive. As I read, the words shifted before my eyes, changing to reflect the current reality. It revealed that I, Mira, had finally helped Luca break his curse, and that together, we had grown stronger. But then a line appeared that made my heart tighten: But will she be able to withstand what is coming next?

If she let her guard down, if she missed any move, it could be fatal. Her hair remained tightly tied in her bun as she spun, attacked, defended. Two of her opponents were defeated, unconscious after she struck their heads. "Lariel, get down!" She crouches and rolls backwards. "POTENS FULGUR!" Instead of forked lightning, now several smaller, extended bolts of lightning take the form of chains, which directly strike the remaining soldiers. They fall. Sweaty and tired, the girl throws herself to the ground, but still without taking her hand off the axe. The wizard begins to run towards her.

Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

A/n: Welcome to season 3! I am putting this book into seasons because obviously, the storyline is MASSIVE and I can't put it in one whole book. For reader and writer convenience, I have decided to put the books into 3 whole seasons. Don't be confused with sequels and seasons, I won't be writing a sequel for Hellbound Alpha (unless you lovely readers want me to) Hence, now I welcome you to Season 3! *** 2 years later,