Spellbound Series Book Novels & Stories

I sat up and grabbed the book, letting them take a few minutes to let all the lust pour into each other. "This is my mother's spell book." I said with furrowed brows. It was the book she used to cast her spell, but most of it wasn't even legible. "You can read this, Ruby?" I asked her but she was lost in passion. Sebastian's head was now between her legs as he eat out our little girl. They were completely lost to each other and there wasn't a better sight than this to witness.

Hi Everyone! Thanks for reading Enchanting the Prince. I hope you enjoyed this second book in the Guardian's Next Generation series. I saw several of you ask if Leana and Drake would get their own book. They will, but not before Xander and Maeve get their book. Look for Spellbound in early March. This story will back up in time to show you how Maeve lost her parents and how she came to work for Beta Trevor and Gwen. As with ETP, there will be some crossover with times and events from Shattered Bonds as Spellbound will cover the war from the witch's side.

"But we have to be careful. If he's as scary as I think we can make no mistake." I nodded, my determination tightening. "We'll do it. Whatever it takes." Over the next few days, we delved into the shadowy world of Sebastian Grey, gathering bits and pieces of information from various sources. He seemed to be following a spell—Grey’s path was impenetrable, his relationships buried deep in deceit and conspiracy. As we learned more about his actions, it became clear that Gray was not just a minor player but an influential figurehead. Its reach extended beyond Lawson's policies and involved powerful individuals and institutions.

Cedric glared at a monkey jumping around the woods. "We will need to prevent his access to magic and there are two routes to achieve that." Suzy led us through a narrow trail and we began to wonder where it led to and why there was a pathway in the bayou. "Boundary spells?" I cocked a brow and stared at the thick forest. The trees looked bigger and perfect like some pictures from a Disney cartoon, but even in their beauty, I couldn't help but suspect they hid something sinister from view. They were too perfect to exist.

I wished I could ask Grandma what should I do, it was the first time that I had to find a magical solution on my own. Suddenly, I realized something obvious, there were tons of magical books in my Grandma's house, most of them at the attic. I got upstairs and went through them searching for something like “Magic – a manual for idiots”, or “How to use magic only when you mean it”. Surely, there were no titles like that, but I found something that didn't look dramatically complicated, it was called “The book of spells”. I decided to go with that. I sat on the floor and started going through the first chapter. It described how the magic became a living force of every witch. Later, I read about

And there wasn’t any I hadn’t tried. Angry at myself, I hissed and threw the book to a corner, ready to leave. My eyes fell on another book down the shelf, hidden carefully away from view. I leaned over and brought it out. Dusting away the dirt on it, I glanced at the book. Its cover was black leather, etched with sigils that pulsed faintly as if alive. “Spell of forbidden magic,” I read out loud. Dark magic. Forbidden magic. It was the same kind of spell I was sure Darius used on me.

I looked around, scanning a few shelves with my eyes in search of the spell book. Then I noticed a particular book which had a blue-like stone, fixed on it. This must be the spell book. I moved closer to the shelf, and reached my hand up to get it. As I touched it, I felt a different energy and vibe. This must be a really powerful spell book for me to feel a little of the power that flows in it. I wrapped the book with a small cloth which I had brought along with me, then headed out of the crypt as fast as I could.

Every word I utter quivers their heads as I speak, "Killing an Eldar won't make you any better! Do you think you are using your enchantment righteously!? Such power should not be wielded by those with little brains... like you!" On the spot, I extend one of my spellbooks of creation to confiscate the spells in their books. "What is she doing!?" "Blasphemous!" "Stop her!" They cast powerful forces of enchantment altogether against me but my spellbook absorbs the hundred percent of it. The longer it takes, the harder it is for me to keep the power stable! But I did not stop until the power was completed. The gust and light vanish and another spell was written in my book. All of them knelt down

I ask achingly “After the three days banquet with the king. That will be more than enough time to be able to get the strands of hair, right?” “Yeah, so do you have a dark art spell book for the altering of fated mates? Since dark art spell books are very limited editions and an individual is not permitted to have it, save for an institution or organization registered under the King's government.” I ask cautiously “Definitely Hermione, your grandmother got legs…” She grins, standing up “Give me a minute, I'll go get the dark art spell book vol.0 for you to see.” Grandmother walks to her room.

He opened the door and in the room were books. Kallum stepped into the room and crouched when he picked up one of the books from the ground. Suddenly a spark rolled in between his fingers, he proceeded to flip through the pages of the book and when he stopped at one of the pages. Recognition came to him. This book contained a spell she had to consult for her to perform. A binding spell. “Erebus,’ Kallum said softly. The Darkforce pried deeper into what the book was about, and it showed him that the witch In this house, may not have just crossed paths with Erebus.