Spellbound Novels & Stories

I interrupt, distrust coloring every word. My hands grip the book firmly as I move closer to the fireplace. I watch Seraphina’s form in the flames, and the sight is far more terrifying than Aria described. Her face, once beautiful, is now deformed; the golden eyes that once gleamed with cunning are now completely destroyed—hollow, empty sockets that seem to overflow with a terrible void. What’s left of her appearance seems to radiate a kind of dark energy that sends shivers down my spine. “You’ll need to perform the spell, Caelum. You have to practice forbidden magic. It’s the only way to send him back!” Seraphina responds urgently.

The shadows at the edges of the runes shivered like they were tasting the air for blood, for fear, for dominance. Sierra clenched her fists, fingers grazing the chalk. She whispered the trigger phrase, her voice tight, sharp. A flicker of silver sparked at her fingertips—but it was wilder than usual. The shadows responded instantly, snaking higher, twisting faster than she expected. Her anger, her jealousy, her protectiveness over Malick—it all fed the spell, amplifying it beyond the controlled parameters she’d intended.

Two catalysts in the shape of a bear and a chest plate. Those whistle that brought the horror and hate no longer burst from her lungs for she cannot move. There is an arcane circle crafted from the runes and the elf’s mana pool that prohibits her movement. This energy bond is as big as the radius crafted from the trees that are marked from before as if the mouse has sprung its own web of sorts. Although the siren’s movements are no more, she is still able to laps her lips to make a voice of protest. “What spell is this?” Xialn smirks under the confines of his helmet. His own tone laps out of his mouth in the same pitch and language as the monster in front of him. “A simple binding spell on a

The fire started burning to its full potential the orange and yellow flame were roaring within the walls of that attic which I was surprised hasn’t burned down yet, the flames of the fire were telling me that the spell was working and I felt relaxed That finally all this will be over and the moment I started to relax my muscles by stretching a bit while still chanting the spell I saw there was this intense bright light emerging from the center of the serpent circle that I was standing in, it was the place where the stone was kept there was this very bright silver light enveloping the stone that light was so dense that I wasn’t able to see anything through it, my eyes started to feel overwhel

I said the words I wove it through I made a bond unbreakable, tie to me tis near and far seal is cuff here and now. As soon as I finished the spell Lumi and I both glow purple and the purple cloud sat on the cuffs for a few moments and then they were bonded I told her we can try them since I am her to release she said prefect she call over Lucas and an elite Lucas place the cuffs on the warrior and waiting a minute and tried to release them and they would unlock of come off , Dee tried to spell it herself and it back fired and Sawyer did too nothing work I asked Lucas for the keep, and I did the reverse spell to make to unlock the cuff, I say these word I set the lock I wove them through

Our bond was supposed to be stronger than ever, which meant that whatever we were facing was greater magic, or worse, a stronger foe. Henry pursed his lip, the gears in his head working two times over. Elijah was his best friend, and his worry was as clear as day. “Can you go over what happened before you lost consciousness again?” he asked. “There must be some detail we missed. This kind of magic will only be possible if somehow Eli bound himself to the person casting this spell.” Sighing, I went over everything for the third time. From the moment we parted ways until my fight with Greco.

“Hear my voice, gatekeepers of heaven and hell. I beseech you to return what you took. I beseech you to grant us life. For the sake that we bring peace to the world. May his soul return to his body. May he walk again. May he strive again. May he rule again. Supreme Magic: [Revival]!” Upon activating her magic, the magic circle glowed brightly. The device in her hand connected to the circle via a visible light wire. On the screen of the device, there was a progress bar as well that was reversing. “Hey, is that fine?” “It’s just the soul energy being consumed. It’s fine.” Pearl said. Sweat trickled down her forehead and cheek. Bronto understood that this spell took enormous focus to pull off.

I was in a good mood now it was ruined. “No.” “Thank Goodness!” I sighed. “Now, I shall begin my work,” I pushed Fredden aside focusing on the girl. My sword in my hands and the spell in my mind. “Obumbratio et maledictiones pellite.” The sword turned to a book, definitely a book, and emitted a warm light enveloping the girl. It didn’t take a long time to finish the incantation and I almost believed it did nothing. She woke up, her eyes green and her skin normal, like a human.

" DEPEN! " He frowned from the pain dragging his claws from my chest, I coughed blood trying to heal my wound but it was too deep. It reached my heart, was he aiming at my heart? I saw Theodore in front of me as he is feeding me a piece of his soul. " No! " I tried to push him but he disappeared, was I really about to die! I stood up again looking at Rohan who is still in pain due to my DEPEN spell, I undo it and he jumped back to attack me but I made a barrier.

The lines etched on the wizard's forehead seemed deeper, a testament to the immense power he possessed, and the knowledge that burdened him. With a voice that resonated with both wisdom and compassion, the wizard spoke, his words laced with reassurance yet tinged with caution. "Darren, fear not. The spell that had plagued Lucy's mate bond has been broken, and she shall regain her strength in due time. But be aware, the healing process will take time, and patience will be your greatest ally."