Spellbound Books Novels & Stories

He asked. Since she had rat herself out, princess Ghanil did not cover her feelings and turned to We Long with a serious face, “I came here because there is a human who has bewitched your brother and as you know I am betrothed to your brother, I have a say in his business! I know that, that human can make us lose our powers temporarily. Don’t you see that she can threaten our lives? What if your brother meets an enemy when he is with her?” Ghanil Zuki spoke righteously.

She ran her fingers along the spines, the gold lettering cool against her skin. Drawn in by the sheer volume, she hesitantly pulled a book from the shelf, a slim volume bound in dark blue leather. The title was etched in silver: The Royal Grimoire of Sacred Oaths. She opened it, her eyes skimming the ornate calligraphy, the intricate diagrams filled with arcane symbols.

The thread seemed to settle into place, and the books remained perfectly still as if frozen in time. I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and amazement at the power of the spell and who it was coming from. My best guess was Rune. “And just in time too,” I said as there were many ways my coming here could go wrong. I watched in silence, mesmerized by the thread of light that seemed to hold the books in place. It was as if time itself had been woven into the fabric of the spell, suspending the books in mid-air. It had Rune written all over it.

I was so buried in the search when Andrian called out to me. “My Alpha, I think I found it.” Hearing that made my heart thump a bit. I swiftly ran to where he was. A small book, which shouldn’t be more than two hundred pages, was in his hand. I collected the book from him. The covering was a deep crimson hue, reminiscent of a blood moon casting its eerie glow. And on the hardcover were swirling shadows hinting at hidden magic, and the book of spells was boldly written on it. A small smile found its way to my face. I wasn’t happy because Tristan can also use the spell, but I was happy because I could get to know more about the spells I'm using, which I'm sure would be in this book.

"The Grimoire of Imogene Greenreaver. Only those in my line shall read the words upon these pages. So mote it be." A shiver ran through Saffron as she read her grandmother's words. She turned the pages and found that this was indeed a book of spells, not just one of traditional remedies. Her eyes widened as she flipped through the spells. A tingle ran through her fingers as she read one for casting light in the darkness. Confused she looked at her hands. They seemed to glow slightly. She flexed her fingers experimentally. A spark of light shot from them.

‘If I learn the complete version of the spell now, would my golden cores increase drastically again? ‘Honestly, I’m getting kind of scared.’ After that, he saw another nine types of forbidden spells: The Great Storm Spell… The Great Flame Spell… The Great Void Spell… The Great Seal Spell… The Great Silencing Spell… The Great Summoning Spell… The Great Reincarnation Spell… and The Great Resurrection Spell. ‘Oh my god, this means I’ve gathered all of them!’ ‘The Holy Book is so powerful. To think it’s my family heirloom…’

All magic had a signature, even dark magic. As I continued to scan the room, moving through it carefully, I found a single book resting upon an old stone pedestal. The leather was thicker than the others, held together with ebony stitching that looked as dark as the shadows slithering about. Scratched onto the front were the words, “Liber Sanguinis.” Book of Blood... My gut told me this was the book I was looking for. The one that held the spell Kimberly used to bind herself to Jude. It was coated in a thick layer of that tar-like substance.

Elias nodded and sprinted off. I stayed beside Selene, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re stronger than this,” I muttered. “Come on, fight it.” Elias returned a moment later with the thick, ancient spellbook. Its leather cover was worn and pulsing faintly as if the spell was still active within it. He opened the book carefully and flipped through the pages until he found the right one. “There,” he said, pointing at the incantation written in crimson ink. “It’s a disappearance spell. Meant to send the victim to a limbo or a location chosen by the caster.”

he asked mockingly. "Xavier, how is it possible?" his aunt's voice instantly put him on alert. Even Sebastian sat up straighter. "What happened?" the Alpha King asked. "The magical spell I had cast on the library, the section that comprises books about our Kind has been breached... by a human girl."

“Come in!” To my relief, it was Sybill. She looked more regal than ever, her long hair lying over her shoulders like a waterfall of silken strands. “I felt you might need some guidance,” she said, her voice a soothing balm to my nerves. “May I?” I nodded, and she took a seat beside me, her presence grounding. “I found out some things about the spells you encountered,” she began, her eyes scanning my face for any sign of fear. “The book you hold is a powerful artifact, capable of amplifying one’s innate abilities. But it also requires a balance, knowledge and responsibility. You must be careful.”