Spellmonger Series Novels & Stories

My hands tingled as I summoned a small flame, watching it flicker and dance in my palm. It was easier now, less of a struggle. I could feel the control growing within me, a steady presence that I was beginning to trust. “Alright,” I murmured to myself, extinguishing the flame. “Time to try something new.” I flipped through one of the books, stopping at a spell that promised protection. The incantation was long, the instructions detailed, but I was determined. If this worked, it could be the key to safeguarding the pack. The first few attempts were... messy. The spell required a careful balance of elements—fire, water, earth, and air—all working in harmony. My first attempt resulted in a clou

Seraphina recruited Bethel and with Helga, the three of them spent the remainder of the day studying various protection spells and trying to combine them across the 3 magic types. Every time they thought they had a breakthrough, the spell failed to hold. Manipulating the 3 magics had taken it’s toll on the Dhampirs, they had gone through 7 decanters of blood just that afternoon. Seraphina’s usual glowing olive skin was now dull and greying, she had large bags under her eyes and her arms were covered in raised, red lacerations that were struggling to heal.

“Amazing… Show what you got, my dear sister. Let Thana come out, and we will reunite and meet our father.” Lilith gets the bottle in her pocket with a red liquid on it. She drops the small amount on her wrist and raised it to the air. The distinct smell of blood is fragrance in her senses. It’s like a beautiful perfume that brings a wonderful feeling in her nostril. She couldn’t understand how it happens. She drinks the red liquid spell that her mother made but then she stills thirsty in blood. Is the power of the spell has lost its magic? She covers her nose to avoid the fragrance of blood that calling her to taste it.

“What?” “How about I write a book on Lativia and the characteristics of a mage wolf and mages in general? Most of the books about mages have been destroyed and also hardly anyone knows about a wolf mage except that a wolf mage is a vile creature,” I said, breathless and giddy. As I spoke my thoughts aloud, the idea seemed good and achievable. Clyde smiled. “Sounds like you are going to write a series.” I laughed at that not because it sounded ridiculous but the fact that he was right. He is always in sync with my thoughts and this is not even due to our mate bond.

She recalled how she had tried to deceive Starvos to steal his blood and was certain that there would be no more chances for her to take his blood without his notice. “That’s why werewolves are troublesome,” whispered Mona. “But if I messed it up now, I would be royally fucked,” she whispered to herself and then stared at the boiling liquid. Quickly she tilted the flask of blood into the beaker and chanted a magic spell, followed by serious of chanting, “Please work, please work, please work!” Mona opened her eyes to see there were no gray clouds seeping out off the beakers. She also noticed how everything was normal and finally breathed out in relief, “Just one more thing and we will get th

KIND HERBALISTS AND HELPFUL WEREWOLVES ARE GONE. Elizabeth and Anais formed a pact-to make humans suffer forever.

The power to be a slave. "It seems very exaggerated. How is that going? What do you mean?" His eyebrows furrowed and paused for a while. "I don't know? This might be a result of reading books." I said and he nodded twice, paying attention to every detail I said. "Darling, in the English language, can you spell the 5th longest wor⁠—" I interrupted him. I closed my eyes, jumbled letters began to flow like specks of pixie dust forming a word. It's like magic but It's not fantasy. It is sensory, a thought experiment. It is science.

Generally, Full Caster characters could only use one list of spells, and as a base mechanic, a character could only use a limited amount from that list. Given his work as a Dungeon Master, Zark had memorized almost all the spells, this included the ones his new body could use. When he thought about his spells something strange happened, in his mind a kind of folder was displayed along with a search engine, said folder seemed to contain all his spells, each one ordered and distributed in other folders according to their level in addition to the school to which they belonged. The situation was extremely strange, there was no menu screen like in video games or a character sheet like in board ga

We all stare at it in awe as rogues approach. ‘I wonder?’ May says as she pulls it out and holds it up. ‘The spells we read in the book of spells and hexes, Magnus!’ She says. I’m confused. I give May a strange look before another bone breaks. May steps out from the bushes, holds the stick high in the air, and yells ‘Tumultuous Volley!’ Thunder erupts, and dark clouds appear and swirl around high above the rogues. Tumultuous Volley is one spell in the book I had read. It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning.

I want to learn stealth magic so that I can be able to get my children back. I also want to learn undoing spells so that I can take the spells she might have put on my babies off. Then I take the other volume that is smaller than the Capsers Grimoire. It had a hard cover too but not as fancy as the big grimoire. This has a simple title: GENERAL SPELLS GRIMOIRE. These are the spells we have collected over time from other covens as they grow. They come up with new spells now and then and we have to learn them well.