Spellbound Novel By Kazzenlx Novels & Stories

Shaking off the weird feeling, she knocks on Alpha’s door twice and enters when she hears his voice. “Sit.” He says and leans back in his chair. Katya quickly narrates the whole conversation between Caleb and her. “So, most probably your mother cast the spell that has been protecting him all his life.” Azraiel comments. Katya just nods. “Go through her journals, okay? Maybe we’ll get some clue there.” Azraiel says. “Yeah…from what I felt, the spell is strong but I can try connecting to my mother to know what kind of magick it is.” Katya says.

I have to say something, or this will never stop. “Guys….Guys….” I call, but none of them stop the bickering. “Arrevi loake,” I say, the spell which puts a lock of each of their mouths. They both turn and glare and me. “Now that everyone is quiet.” Cassie, I’m really sorry they didn’t call you. I know how much you love me and how devastated you would have been if something happened to me and you weren’t there. But honestly, it was so hectic that night; my parents were terrified. They called Raina and Iris because Raina is a specialist in dream spells, and Xavier and I were bound he was the one that saves me. I promise it isn’t because you are less important to me. You know you’re the Sebast

hoping. But there was nothing. Not even a flutter. Not even warmth. Just emptiness. Jezebel told me the spell would work right away. That I'd feel it. A spark, a pulse, a bloom of life inside me. She said the magic would be strong, ancient, something even the Moon would recognize. That by the time the next sun rose, I'd be carrying Alpha Dexter's child... or at least a child the world would believe belonged to him. She never said where it would come from.

The barrier flared brighter, forcing the spiders back with a hiss of protest. But it wasn’t enough. “These things aren’t stopping,” Jake said, his blade gleaming in the dim light. “They’re tied to her,” I replied, my voice strained. “If I can sever that connection, they’ll fall.” “And if you can’t?” he asked, his tone tight. “Then we burn them,” I said, rising to my feet. The air crackled with tension as I prepared the spell. I drew a circle of salt around myself, whispering words of power as I poured my energy into the symbols etched on the ground. The spiders outside the barrier seemed to sense the shift, their movements growing more frantic.

Loose pages swirled in a miniature vortex, the words on them glowing with a sickly green light before burning to ash. “It’s not a thing,” Ava said, her eyes narrowed in concentration. “It’s a concept. The nexus is anchored by a foundational spell of preservation. That spell has been corrupted. It’s not preserving knowledge anymore; it’s hoarding it, consuming it, turning it into a cancerous, meaningless mass.” “So we destroy the spell?” I asked, my power already gathering in my palms. “No, you idiot!” Ava snapped. “The spell is the foundation! You destroy it, the whole nexus collapses. We have to isolate the corruption within the spell and excise it. Misha?”

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.

In other times I’d be suffering a panic attack already, but recent happenings appear to have cured me that specific ailment. If what's written in this thing is to be believed , I'm the reincarnation of the Sorceress who cursed Alex, which means there's more than one way of becoming a vampire and I’ve also been told I'll be face to face with whomever attempted to kill me, soon enough . Well...At least I've been forewarned. The rest of the book seems to be blank, but it certainly isn’t. Every day a new chapter appears, which disappears as soon as I have read it.

Entering the packhouse, Zion returned to the room previously used by his witch and stumbled upon alarming inscriptions in a notebook marked, "He's mine." Zion opened the book, absorbing the information that revealed Kelson's crush on him since their first encounter. As he sank to his feet, still perusing what he recognized as Kelson's diary, his soul trembled at the devious acts Kelson had undertaken to deter other females from approaching him. Turning to the most recent entry, dated just a day prior, declared her resolve to eliminate Sky permanently. Within the pages, he discovered a spell intended to banish Sky's banshee like he asked but what he didn't realize was that Kelson went a step

he hisses, vanishing into mist, leaving Kaelen rampaging. Ardyn strengthens the net, sweat beading on his brow. “We can’t hurt him, but he’ll kill you!” Zane’s back up, dodging Kaelen’s kicks, pinning an arm. “Cillian, a spell...anything!” I rack my brain, the novel had no counter for brainwashing. My fangirl panic spikes, but Cillian’s instincts kick in. I chant a dispel rune, hands glowing blue, pressing them to Kaelen’s chest.

, and I took a deep breath as each element danced around us. We were each connected by a string of light, making the circle come to life. The light grew so bright I had to squint to see properly, but it was huge, and the fire only intensified. As it grew stronger, I had to look away and close my eyes, as did everyone else, including Hazel. When the heat of the fire died down and I felt the elements simmer around me, like they were wading in the air, I opened my eyes slightly. The light had calmed down enough for me to open them all the way. Hazel had already opened her eyes, as did my mother. Enzo opened his after mine and then his mother opened hers. Though the string of light still connect