Spellbound Novel By Kazzen Novels & Stories

He was hesitant before he continued, “She said when you’re ready, you need to read this.” “This is just another book of magic.” He grasped the book from Zenus. “Yes, it is. The last magic you need to learn—the memory spells.” Zenus averted his gaze. “What is this all about?” The line in his forehead deepened. Learning new spells at this time was the last thing in his mind. His only priority was to rescue the queen. “Read that book as fast as you can, then be ready for the after-effects. It will help you a lot to rescue the queen. It contains all the answers to your questions, including the mark on your back.” Kharyn said.

A house up on a hill, this is a great location to strengthen a magical barrier. Kenshi raises his hand and touched the thin barrier, creating a spark. With his thumb, he rubs the finger that burnt. “It’s a strong spell,” he mutters. “But it’s nothing to me.” He raised his hand once again, his palm open and he started to enchant something. Slowly, one side of his mouth raised up as some hair strand flew upwards. He closes his palm, and the barrier, like a glass broke and shattered into pieces. Strange how the late heiress Hanabi mastered a demon’s spell like that. But he wouldn’t wonder how she managed to. It was after all Kuzo.

"I am afraid I do, and there is no way of warning any soul, whether immortal or mortal in kind." Once we are finally back in the safety of the car, everyone except my beloved knows what is about to happen, and there is no way to beat around the bust; it is clearly going to have to come in the most forward way which will scare her to death. But before I can even muster the words, she takes me by the hand. "Sebastian, what is going on?" "My beloved, within the Book of Spells, there lies a spell so great that if it succeeds, it shall build the perfect race."

He was more than just my familiar, but a true friend I had lost precious time with. “Where’s the potion?” I pointed to the cauldron hanging over the hearth. “Careful. I don’t want to lose any in case we need to do this more than once.” Spells could be temperamental, and not all of them were exact science, especially when reversing one that had gone completely off course. Zara pursed her lips. “The spell will work, trust me.” That was exactly what she’d said last time. I’d only been trying to make the cage grow for Sebastian, so that if he shifted his cage would accommodate his larger form. It had resulted in my familiar being permanently locked inside his cage in his smaller crow form.

They'd stolen it from Rosalie's coven, and it was one of the many reasons they cast her out. Cadence and Rachel gasped when they saw the spell, because it was in a language they'd never seen before. "Theban, the Runes of Honorius," Sonja murmured, reading their confusion. "Why?" Rachel asked. "The spell is very old, older than Emme, and back then, Theban was the preferred alphabet for transcribing spells. And to prevent something like this from happening, the scribes never translated the spell to any of the modern languages. Old witches firmly believe that once something is locked away, nothing and no one should bring it back."

Magic pulsed from the pages like a heartbeat. And staring right at me? A title written in old, curling ink: “Luna of the Cursed Moon” I blinked. Nope. No thank you. I wanted a self-care spell, not a prophecy. I tried to turn the page—except the book bit me. “No. Ohhh no. We are NOT doing this fate-destiny-cosmic-mate nonsense. I just cleaned up a glitter chicken with sass issues!” But too late. Magic curled from the page like smoke, surrounding me, whispering…

After placing a kiss to the top of my head, Kenji moves away to look on a bookshelf not currently occupied. “Do we know what we’re even looking for?” Kenji asks after ten minutes of silently looking through random books. “Every book that I’ve picked up so far is a book of magic.” He tears his eyes away from the book in his hand to look at Levi and I. “I have no idea of what I should be looking for.” A frown creases Levi’s brow as he looks over at Kenji. “Honestly, I don’t have a clue what spell we would need to stop my Mother’s spell.” He gently places the book he was looking through back on the shelf he got it from.

As Luna regained her footing, she locked eyes with Amelia, sharing an unspoken connection. Elias, observing the battle unfold, had a revelation. He recalled an ancient legend that spoke of a powerful spell capable of vanquishing even the darkest of creatures. He shouted over the din of battle, "Luna, there's a spell! A spell that can seal its darkness!" With newfound hope, Luna nodded and channeled her energy into casting this spell. Words of ancient power flowed from her lips, resonating with the very essence of the Radiant Heart. The creature recoiled, its darkness dissipating into tendrils of smoke.

Jaden is in the part that will touch the woman's soul. Jacob almost gambled his life to protect Claire from the soul-sucker guy. Jacob didn't have enough energy to fight at that moment. Additionally, he faced a spelling wizard on the astral plane he came from. Spell wizards are the most formidable opponents. When Latin prayers are used on them, they become fragile. "Oh? Why did you get up? There is still light." Jacob raised his eyebrows when he saw Zara in the living room of their mansion. The old mansion that his family infested. Zara was drinking a red liquid that, as she remembered, was called red wine by mortals.

There’ll be no escaping me now. She’s not the only one with magic in the Asara pack. That was why they called me Magus. I was able to create magic from the ancient spells kept in the sacred book my pack had given me. And this year I found a spell just for Zyra. A succubus spell. And tomorrow was the Mating Moon. I was ready for her. It made me ache in my pants just thinking about mounting her. I watched her with undisguised lust. Sometimes as she leaned over the fire, I could see the edge of a dark nipple creeping from her garments.