Spellbound Webnovel Novels & Stories

He didn't turn off his light so it helped. I went to the last tab and confusion hit me. This spell wasn't for me. It was to change laws that are permeant in other dimensions. He was trying to take over and rule but that didn't make sense. I skimmed through the book and got to the page I was looking for. (Soul bonding) This was the most dangerous spell in this book.

With the ancient text spread out before her, Seraphina began the delicate process of casting a spell, one that would grant her a fleeting glimpse of what lay ahead. As she whispered the Hebrew phrases, her voice infused with magic, the room seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly aura. Seraphina's eyes, usually a deep shade of brown, began to glint with a silvery light as the spell took hold. It was a risky endeavor, for peering into the future often came with a price. It was a realm where uncertainty danced with possibilities, and not all visions were clear or welcome.

Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, united by their love and unwavering belief in Sable's power. As they closed the ancient book, its pages seemed to whisper a final message—an invocation that would awaken the dormant magic within Sable and unleash her true potential. With trembling hands, she traced her fingers along the faded lines of text, speaking the words aloud. The air crackled with energy as a brilliant light enveloped Sable, ethereal tendrils dancing around her like ribbons of stard ust.

he whispered alluringly. At that moment, I stopped caring about the question. Our future together had been written for us a long time ago. Someone could say that the affection we shared wasn't real since it was created by a spell… But isn't love always magical? It began exactly like the love between Immara and Jadiel. It started with that one magical kiss. After all that happened, I like to think of the kissing spell not as a curse, but merely a way to correct the evil fate of our previous lives. This time, we finally found our happy-ending. THE END

As she prepares to gather the aspects together once again, she is surprised to find that not all hope may be lost after all. In Dracovia two small lights glimmer, and steadily grow brighter the closer they come together, and she smiles. But then they draw apart and she fears that she will witness another tragedy, as she watches them, she sees that although they are apart, they continue to shine brightly. Hoping for the best she continues to watch them, knowing that the fate of the world may ultimately depend on what they decide. She also notices two small glimmers in Equivale, these four sparks are much like the first lights centuries ago and she watches, waiting, hoping that somehow, they w

It was shallower than she expected, but her small stature needed little room. By instinct, since she could not understand a single line in the grimoire, Martha chose a spell. It was the only spell in the center of the page. She ran her fingers over it the handwritten letters. The energy it gave off was not like the others. It was—darker. Apprehension formed in her mind. Just below the spell was a drawing of a hand, a rune dead center of the palm. She traced her fingers over the picture. A malevolence was radiating from the page. Everything about Sven was evil. Why would his book of written spells not reflect that?

He wasn’t. Too fearful to open her eyes, she listened intently as he pulled his rifle from its holder and walked off into the forest. She stayed still, listening to the quiet for several minutes before opening her eyes to look around. He was obviously off looking for game to finish off the meal he was preparing. With any luck, he’d have to hunt a little for it and she’d have time to figure out how to escape. With the return of her life force so came the return of many of her memories. Perhaps it was because she’d lain next to Lucy when her life force was being reinstated within her by magic or perhaps not. Whatever the reason, her body felt invigorated and her mind was sharp. She closed her

I don't care how expensive or rare it is. "What's that?" I asked anyway cause let's be honest, I don't know what it is. "Are you kidding me? You're a caster and you don't even know what this is? What century are living in? This is a Monarian spell book, one with rare, and powerful spells. The guy I stole it from is some kind of lord under the Sothern Empire. Don't get me wrong. I want to sell this baby so bad but I'm a freak for knowledge. I simply cannot let it go." She started hugging the book, then tucked it beneath her jacket quickly when the men who were chasing came by again.

The full moon would burn him up. "I-I'm happy that you are alright." Erebus changed his plan, "The marking is THE soul link spell! The whole Kingdom is in the hand of the Queen, and she put a spell on the King! Oh, the legend is about three most powerful magic item, and the stone is --" "I know. You told me, remember?" Kitty nodded, putting her hand on his lips to stop him from going on, "Don't worry about it. You will have all the time to tell me about it later."

Finally, he took a few more glances at her and nodded. Suddenly, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the princess’ soul. The ball of golden fire abruptly lit up on its own. The flame had appeared promptly without warning. It looked super eerie, with golden patterns appearing now and then. “Ah!” “It hurts! It’s so painful!” “Save me! Save me…” The princess’ soul was burned. She cried out loud for help, her face full of despair and pain. The sudden change came too swiftly and abruptly. Alex hadn’t expected it. He reached out to save her, using the Great Icebound Spell of the Ten-Point Forbidden Spells to try and extinguish that eerie ball of fire.