Spiral Novels & Stories

Every star, every world, every dream began to listen. For this was no rebirth. It was unification. --- The Spiral of Becoming The Veil expanded until it covered half the cosmos. From its core rose a spiral of energy, woven from the threads of Memory, Emotion, and Dream. It was neither light nor dark— a living glow that shifted color with thought. Seren stood at the edge of her world, watching the heavens ripple. Every moon across the Flow pulsed in synchrony, their rhythm rising into something both beautiful and terrifying.

Megan's POV "It's a recall spell if you don't know." I heard Morgana's voice. Right there and then, she also came into the picture, alongside Morgan and the army. I smiled. This turned out to be a perfect plan after all. "Now, it's a thousand against one." Morgan said with a slight smile. Sage moved back a bit, creating enough space between us all. "How come I never knew?" He wondered. "That's cause it wasn't an immediate thing. The spell was meant to take time before it takes its effect ... to avoid suspicion." Morgana explained with a sad smile on her face.

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.

Leona threatened while gripping one of Luca's shoulders. Leona threw her fierce gaze at Luca, making her little brother shudder in horror when she met him. All the tenderness that Leona had shown a while ago vanished along with her discolored irises. Evolved. In the first stage, Leona's irises started to turn yellow with a lighter tone. In later stages it looks like the evening sky, orange with a slight reddish tone on the outside. Then the red color that adorned the outside spread out, changing the entire color of Leona's irises. Red as a blood moon when it reached its peak.

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

A teasing voice cut through the air with the approaching Fabian, who was fawned over and orbited by a group of childhood friends. “Buddy, you should’ve come to me for a loan! How are the cars coming along? I’ve been bragging about you everywhere, so don’t let me embarrass myself now!” Standing beside him was Chester Byrd, casually raising his wrist adorned with an imitation of a green Rolex Submariner.