Spells For Forgetting A Novel Novels & Stories

“Are you sure that you want me to remove your memories, Arya ? Removing the memories and forgetting won’t take the pain away . Not remembering losing your child won’t take the loss away and forgetting what you went through won’t change the fact that you still went through it …are you really sure that you want me to do this? “ I couldn’t trust my words as I made up my mind ,wiped all of the tears from my eyes and nodded my head yes to Freya . Freya held both my hands as she chanted the spell that erased my memories but the recovering of memories from my past lives was now undoing that very same spell and secrets from my years back in my current life started haunting me . “ You are no fun anym

I threw on a coat, stepped out into the cool mountain air, and headed toward the pack’s library. The library was dark and silent, its massive shelves casting long shadows across the stone floor. I grabbed a lantern from a nearby table, its soft glow illuminating the spines of countless dusty books. “Where do I even start?” I muttered to myself. “Look for records of memory spells,” Nora suggested, her voice cautious. I scanned the shelves, running my fingers over faded titles until one caught my eye: Binding and Breaking: The Mysteries of Memory Magic. I pulled the book down and flipped through its pages, the words blurring together in my rush to find something—anything—that might explain the

Her days on this earth are numbered. I angrily collected the book from Zina, flipping it. There were a lot of spells here, and I wondered how we were going to master them because we just have one brain. I was still flipping when my eyes caught the shadow spell, dark magic written clearly on the side. I rolled my eyes because I wasn't understanding anything, closing the book. I looked up to Master Colt, listening to his order about the mind link spell. Everything was boring to me. I really wanted to settle down and think about my payback plan.

My fingertips hover above her cheek as I remember summer nights when touching her wasn’t complicated by years of bitterness. Five years ago, her brother stole everything from me—my business, my reputation, nearly my life. Tonight, fate delivered his most precious possession directly into my hands. Complete amnesia. The words echo through my mind and settle like foundation stones beneath a plan that forms with each passing second. “If you don’t remember who you are,” I whisper to her sleeping form, “then I’ll tell you exactly who you need to be.” A wedding ring sits heavy in my pocket—a prop from an undercover operation last year that I had Mateo fetch. Perfect for convincing a woman with no

Zalindra said while gently pushing Layla’s chin up. “Girl! They are FINE!” Layla reluctantly turned to Zalindra. “Go talk to them!” “They won’t remember me. I cast a forgetting spell on them before I left. Like I said, my last night of freedom. It was easy to let loose when only I would get to remember it.” Zalindra looked at them while biting her lower lip. The memory of that night, the things they did, the way they tasted, they way made her FEEL, the way…Layla kicked her shin underneath the table. “You’re going to lose it right here if you don’t stop that right now” Layla laughed and took a bite of her sandwich.

Her fingers trembled as she opened one of the wardrobe drawers and pulled out her mother’s grimoire, which she now kept hidden between design books and résumé folders. She found a spell she had been using for two days, but it only worked for a limited time. Spell of Sensory Dulling — Desire and Connection. She recited the words in a low voice, hands still shaking, heart tight with doubt. Maybe she could get through the night without exposing herself, and without him losing control. When she finished, she closed her eyes for a moment. “Please… Let it work. Or I’m lost.” She sighed and headed to the kitchen, trying to occupy her mind. She put on a calm playlist on her phone and began separatin

She said pleasantly. "I am sorry, I don't quite follow you, aunty." "You are forgetting I am a witch," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "Your aunt is brilliant," Lucian commented, with a satisfied smile. "What are you both talking about?" I flipped my head between them, confused. "There are spells which can make people forget a certain period of their life, I can do that on Mark. That way he would not remember you like a wolf, nor the scuffle which he saw."

I was surprised by the level of his indulgence, I was ready to go to work the next day… but that way I could use this time to learn more about the power within me. I started studying another chapter of the “The book of spells”. I soon found out that it truly was a kind of “introduction to magic”. There were many basic techniques and methods for concentration and meditation in it. I started following simple exercises and soon realized that I was actually good at it. Everything that was written there came to me naturally. On the second day of my studying I was able to blow off candles standing five meters away from them, merely using a hand gesture. I could also form spilled on the table water

Hope this won't get us into trouble . "No bitch just drive." I pushed her legs against the clutch of the car as the guard jumped out of our way. "You are one crazy woman, you know that right?" Jane said . I didn't reply but searched my duffel bag for something. I casted a forgetting spell into what looked like a small crystal ball and smashed it outside the car. "What was that?" "A forgetting spell." I mumbled. "So we will forget about everything that just happened?" Jane laughed "So that is it I was expecting a bit of drama…something more dramatic."

When I became certain that no one was spying on me, I placed protection spells around the room to make sure it would never happen in the future. Once I secured my chamber, it was time for a little stroll around this castle, and I had the perfect spell to make this work. During the time I spent reading books in Sadako's library, I learned a glamour spell that could turn the one wearing it into someone others could ignore and quickly forget. Right now, this spell was about to become the pass to my freedom…