Spellbound By Sylvia Day Novels & Stories

She said as she stood and handed my necklace back to me and walked over to the wall of books grabbing a particular book from the shelf and bringing it back to the table. The book looked similar to my mother’s grimoire and I wondered who’s this one was. Sarah opened the grimoire and quickly flipped through the pages until she found what she was looking for and handed it to me. As I began to read the spell Sarah says, “Your mother and I worked on this spell together to bring back Master, but we didn’t have enough power between the two of us to make it work. But if you could draw power from your family’s moon stone it just might work.”

Sylvia suggested. We spent a few hours looking at it. It was all so confusing to me because of how many different spells were listed in it. "What exactly are we looking for?" I raised my eyebrows after a while. "There's a spell where you can catch the evil and trap it somewhere else. Maybe when his mother performs her rituals and drags it out really fast, you can quickly recite the spell and drive it away. You know...before it enters your body," Sylvia said. "It's dangerous, but I have no choice but to try." I sighed. "Okay, let's do it then," Sylvia said and continued to flip the pages.

"Damn. This is going to take us a whole lifetime." I lifted my arms like I was in prayer and closed my eyes as I chanted the revealing spell. I half expected to see it glow amongst the other books, exposing itself, but nothing. I presumed it was not in the spot where I stood, so I moved to the next, and the next row, repeating the spell. Melody's POV

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.”

Dust motes spiraled through the shafts of late afternoon light, settling on rows of books that seemed to be holding their breath. Which meant something was happening elsewhere in the house. And that meant Autumn wasn’t telling her everything again. Jade set aside her notes and flipped back through the Veilwalker Apocrypha, an unofficial, unapproved collection of personal spells, protection rites, and "soul-binding risks" that the Council had once banned. She’d borrowed it from Dominic’s private archive without asking. She found the passage at the very back. Handwritten. Tucked between two pages with salt-burned corners:

el that she had brought with her, one that she had kept concealed, even from Dickson and Theo. She opened it and took out a book with care.It was small, but it was old, its binding bound in black, supple leather, its pages weathered to a golden brown. The cover was adorned with curling, delicate symbols so slender they were nearly invisible until the light hit them just right. It gave off a faint, earthy scent, like old paper and desiccated spices."What is that?" Alex Henry said, her eyes flying wider as she caught the arcane power emanating from the book."This," Sama Arthur replied, holding the book in his arms, "is a spellbook. It used to belong to my mother. It's been passed down through

The book looks ancient, in an intriguing way, old leather binds the pages together. “Come look at this.” I call over to Creed. Skimming my fingers along the cover. It’s so beautiful, I start skimming the first few pages seeing simpler spells like, blindness spell, forgetness spell, protection spell, as I keep scanning each page the spells get more and more complicated. “What did you find?” Creed asks when he gets up to me. “My mothers spell book… there are some very complicated spells In this.” I whisper out loud. Creeds pov.

“For every forbidden spell done, there will be dire consequences. It might not happen to you but to others around you. Such a dark spell can cause a domino effect, causing a natural disaster in the human world.” “I don’t give a shit! Start the spell now!” Ramsey roared impatiently and my heart pounded when Sabrina spread my legs and arms wide, tying them to something. She looked at me with pity in her eyes and mouthed the word 'sorry' to me. I was splayed on the table like a sacrificial lamb and it was fucking scary. Sabrina began to whisper a spell and the air around us suddenly became cold as an eerie shiver ran down my spine.

My throat tightened at the sight. Augus’s brow arched. “The gamble might be too great, my dear niece. No wizards use a blood sacrifice on themselves. You’ll die if those sapphires break. And I don’t really want to see you die,” he said, his tone casual but tinged with underlying tension. Sylvia didn’t respond. Instead, she let out a roar, and the sapphires, now infused with her blood, shot into the sky, radiating an intense light.

Surreal. The portal came in the form of a flat sheet of a film clashed about by the magic of the holy water and the enchanted flames. The flames that now resembled of a perfect web, flattened about and frozen in mid-air, though there still was a spurt of flames every now and then, it surrounded the arch weaved for by the holy water. From where she stood, it didn’t look that amazing, almost like it was just a hastened artwork with yarns tied about just everywhere. But at a closer inspection, each of the yarn-like line, as strong as a metal, had with them a thin bubble that she couldn’t pop no matter how much she poked it. It merely bounced and flashed about the curse patterns illuminated by a