Spiral Novels & Stories

Off the landing is the north-facing terrace, what a sight. On the other end of the second floor is the second master suite, me and Noah's bedroom. There’s another walk-in closet and a larger en-suite bathroom with double vanities and both a tub and shower. This bedroom also opens up to the third terrace, the perfect place to drink one's first cup of morning Joe. A spiral staircase on the master bedroom terrace takes you up to the roof deck, where its 360-degree views include those of the Freedom Tower. The perfect spot for a family barbecue.

Suddenly, we heard a distant roar and then I saw fire emitted from amidst the whirlwind. “Don’t tell me it’s what I’m thinking.” Steve gasped. “It’s exactly what we all have in our minds – Sage’s spirit animal.” Morgana ascertained. “But Sage is dead.” I stated the obvious fact just as the so called sprit animal came into full view with the whirlwind coming to an end. “You can just leave me to assume it now possess a mind of its own.” “Which could prove to be very dangerous.” Kate sighed. “You guys should leave. I’ll handle this.” Morgan said. I shook my head negatively.

On the first ring, Ruri answered his call. "Aunt, is cherry home ?" The countenance of Langit turned, his hands clenched in frustration. He'll just end up the call after he got the answer to his question. Cherry hasn't come home yet, of course it made Langit chaotic. Langit closed his eyes for a moment, trying to calm down and think clearly. But, the thought of Cherry coming home drunk a while ago left him without his way, Langit lost his mind. Fear, worry, anxious, mixed into one.

—Mhm? —When you introduced us Vlad said I'm immune to your powers of compulsion. —Ah, yes. - He strokes my back. -. You are. Compulsion is like a kind of... hypnotism that we use, it is very useful to control some humans' weak minds. —Hmm. Does that mean my mind is strong? —Your mind is ... difficult to penetrate. It has so many they form a kind of spiral labyrinth. Mastering it, for someone like us, is impossible.

He would have to find out. He walked back to relax on the couch, pouring himself a drink and enjoying the scenery through the glass walls that lined the left part of the room, giving him a pretty view of the pool, its architectural structure gave it a jungle twist with the planted trees surrounding and the colourful stones placed decoratively around it.

Ash responded to Leona's words with all the seriousness and innocence he had. "The crescent moon is formed in the last quarter phase, and forms a disk with its beautiful rays facing to the left." "Then?" "Do you know what happened after that, Ash?" Ash nodded. "The moon will return to the position of the dead moon which then returns to the next phase. The first phase." Leona flashed a smile —impressed by Ash's intelligent answer. "Then what's next, Ash?" Ash shook his head. "Explain what that means." he demanded.

Poison said before putting his hand down. Before Violet could ask anything, he said, “That's a deceit spell to mask your eye colour and make you look more like the Saintess. But be careful, it has a loophole. Once you look into your reflection more than three times, the spell will fade and you'll be found out.” “So.. you have to make sure you won't be found out. Not until, we complete the mission.” Phillip added. Violet ignored them and entered the carriage while clenching her fists with only a single thought passing through her brain.

What was Damien's excuse? Jess felt Ricky pulling at her hand, ushering her into the circle. It was hard to hear over the roaring wind and Belle's screams. She could see Ricky's mouth moving, speaking the words of the spell she'd practised so many times. He looked over and gave her a reassuring nod. She did the same to Sammy, taking his small hand in hers. As one they repeated the words; "Trifectus, Trivestum, Trivorum, Unbind thy spirit,

Hadassah chuckled and warned her in a hissing tone, "It is just a simple cut, little soul. I remind you again, it is not time for your screaming, so stop protesting!" Hadassah extended her hands in the cold stormy air, her hair moving and she started to chant the hardest and nastiest spell in witch history, only the astringents of extraordinary power knew how to do it. "O spiritus corporibus resurgent dillecto," she chanted, breathing heavily, blood beginning to drip from her nose. "Auxilium meum verum corpore resurrecturos, anima vero mei resurgent, anima vero mei resurgent," the spell was killing Celandine's body, it required too much power which could be done nothing but her life and she

Sifting through the pages revealed that it was a journal filled with excerpts and prose, possibly love letters of intimacy exchanged between two people. "Without which, not." Nancy spoke. Across from me sat her and Nicolas, Alex standing at a chalkboard as he drew out different plans for the remodel. Retreating my gaze from the book and meeting Cordelia's, I raised an eyebrow at her statement. "She's talking about the book you're reading," Nicolas picked up on her comment, filling in the gaps. "Sine Qua Non is Latin for without which, not.” "It's another way of saying without something, something else is impossible," Alex explained, his back still facing us.