Spells For Forgetting Novels & Stories

The seriousness in his voice is stern and straightforward like an arrowhead. "It's a shame that I have to erase your memory. I don't want to, I really don't but it's the way of things. Once our identities are revealed then we are required to say the spell to make regular humans forget," Aiden replies as I take a few small sips of my coffee. "But I don't want to forget you..." I trail off and set the coffee into the sink.

he said. Her wolf stirred, responding to him like it had been waiting. Lotty swallowed hard. “You don’t remember your name?” she asked. He shook his head slightly carefully, controlled. “No.” “Your pack?” A pause. A flicker of something in his eyes, frustration. “Nothing clear,” he said. “Just… pieces.” Lotty’s stomach twisted. Amnesia. Real. Not partial. Not selective. He was a blank slate with instincts intact. And those instincts, still pointed to her.

Toloefretus sighs, leaving the podium for me. I clasp my palms "Feki sa mon tua elon kizo!" A wand appears in my hands. "Tsk. Too easy! and she still had to recite the spell." Someone hollers from the back. The class erupts in series of laughter, making Glinda to cower her head in embarrassment. Eros shifts uncomfortably as Ketura minions' giggle excitedly. "You can do it Hermione, you can do it." I tell myself, inhaling before pointing my wand towards the dried flower.

So now I'm alone in the deepest alcove of the university library’s, right around the restricted archives-------- the most desolate place I could find according to the spell's instructions----------, preparing a spell I'd gotten when I'd once stumbled into a dark web teaching witchcraft. Am I crazy to try it? Yes. Do I think it will work? I hope so. ... A lot of comments said the spell worked for them; A spell to erase someone's memories. Yes, I'm going to use this spell to wipe Marcus' memories clean; If he doesn't remember even his name, then he won't remember the tapes and won't threaten me anymore. Glancing down at the spell circle, I furrow my eyebrows; Why do I feel like something's mis

"Excuse me? What are you trying to say aunty?" "Ohh Blair dear, have you forgotten that I'm a pro with potions?" She winked at me. "Brilliant! You really need to tutor your niece." Aiden commented with a satisfied smile. "Can you both stop keeping me in the dark and tell me what's going on?" I said angrily. "As a witch, I know a couple of spells that can make people forget the horrible incidents in their lives. I can also do it for Mark. In that way, he'll forget all that he saw at the restaurant."

“You have to teach me how to make these potions. Don’t you want me out of your hair?” “Trying to rush magic will not help you.” “Well, I got that memory spell right. I used my earrings. When does it wear off? Do I have to incant the spell again? How do I stop it?” “You remove the earrings and cleanse them off all spells. Phoebe, the longer you use this spell, the more you would forget important things.” “Why did you not mention that before?” “I did. You chose not to listen.” “Are you kidding me?”

“ Arghhh!!! Arghhh!!!! Loud, piercing screams echoed in the room. Emily and Eric were lying on the floor writhing with pain, becoming weaker and weaker till they were still. I clenched my fists hard. I had to do this. I took the Alexart from the box which Eric kept in his room. Then I got busy making preparations for The Obliviate Ritual. I placed them in the center of the candle formation and sat the head of the formation. Slipping the Alexart onto my middle finger, I closed my eyes and started chanting the spells to obliviate memories. Focusing hard, I wiped out the memories related to me and Alex for the past one month.

“Let this be the final binding. Let memory itself hold, even if I forget. Let the circle outlast every shadow.” The spell rose. Words older than grief, gestures carved into her bones by fire and blood. Light poured from her heart—gold, silver, and blue, a cascade of unity and sacrifice. The chamber shook. The entity screamed as the cracks in the seal closed one by one, its shadow unraveling in shrieks of rage. Aria’s memories began to tear loose, slipping from her grasp like leaves in a storm. Faces blurred, names dimmed. Still, she held, clutching not the details but the promise behind them. Remember for me, she prayed. If I forget, remind me who I was.

Waylon clears his throat again and begins to speak. "We ran a few tests on Gunner as well. I found two spells attached to him. No love spell. But the two he was under were bad enough. One was designed to make him forget. I'm assuming Mace pried information about the two of you from him then used the spell to make him forget what he had done. The second was designed for him to turn against you." "What? Tell me you can do something to counteract these spells." Remi hisses. "We already have." Waylon and Doc answer in sync.

Tasha said, her voice tinged with frustration. Tasha's mind drifted back to when Shawn had died and the outburst of power Claude had, was it possible? No it can't be, she still had to be careful regardless, her cover was now blown one slip up she could kiss her revenge plans goodbye. Victoria paused for a moment, deep in thought. "Well, why don't you just cast a spell to make her forget like you did last time?" Tasha shook her head. "That spell was unstable. I could end up wiping out his entire memory or making her go insane. Plus, it won't work on Claude. He's like in some kind of protective bubble, nothing seems to affect her"