The Good Scent Spell Bound Novels & Stories

He scolded. My brows furrowed, putting on the right glove. “See what truth?” He huffed, “Must I fucking spell it out for you.” Taking a deep calming breath, I couldn’t afford to lose control. “Yes.” I responded with a hint of sarcasm, “Because clearly the mighty being has discovered something that is beyond my eyes.” “The gloves are marked with her scent.” He stated as I slip on the left glove, bringing it to my nose. The rich scent of saffron that sweetened my tongue, intoxicating and like an aphrodisiac that flowed like sugar in my veins. “She could have touched them.” I countered, “Her scent is always strong for us.”

I gave him a confused look. "What spell and why didnt it work on me?!" I asked and yelled at them, but I had a good idea on what they would say for my last question. "Its a love spell, it makes who ever inhales the smell kiss the closest person next to them, the only person spells dont work on is The Moon Goddess" he said while still holding onto that disgusting smirk.

“Yeah, I can act dumb around her don’t worry” “That’s not all we saw though. After you two got in the car and left. I used a cloaking spell to mask our scent and we followed them” Megan gave me a weak smile “They went down an alley and we waited at the end. With our hearing we could hear them fine. Aaron was pissed that the spell did not work. That’s where she mentioned about the touching. The bond you two share is very powerful, you cannot be touching each other at all while Chad is under the spell. If Jill manages to get close and touch Chad, then her spell will break, and he will remember Jill and she will need to start the spell again”

“Drink this. It will mask your scent and keep you hidden from those who seek you.” I took the vial, my hands trembling slightly. As I uncorked it and drank, a strange warmth spread through my body. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. The seer nodded, her eyes still studying me intently. “Now, let me try to undo the spell.” She began to chant softly, her hands moving in intricate patterns. I closed my eyes, focusing on the soothing cadence of her words. But after several minutes, her chanting ceased, and I felt a gentle but firm grip on my shoulders.

“Just a second. We need to do this as a precaution. If I'm correct, the Prince and everyone will be searching for you. They might come across this place if their search if successful. Give me your hand” Alicia gestured for Alice to give her hand. Alice was reluctant at first bit and finally stretched forth her hand. They had no time to waste. Each second was precious. Alicia took Alice's hand and started to recite a spell really fast. “This would make him find your scent, and then he would be able to find us wherever we are. Let's go now”

she said scratching the back of her head. "That could work too. However, I would like to make a proposal to you. If you don't feel uncomfortable with it tell me or you could decline. Would you like to live with me here I can take care of all your needs. You don't need to go back serving those stupid cousins of yours. If you are ready to give me your answer I would be waiting," I offered and she looked like she was about to cry. "Thanks but we have something urgent at hand. The name of the spell I'm about to teach you is called the bond spell. Now you have to fully acknowledge your love for the person you are to use it on all else it won't work," she directed.

Like the room I was in earlier, there was also a hallway on the left side, but unlike that dark room, this one was lit, and I could feel the presence of the person who wanted to talk to me. "Hey, wait, girl!" I almost tore the woman's clothes trying to pull her back as she was leaving the room. I was about to leave too when I heard footsteps approaching. I froze when I smelled a scent I hadn't encountered before. It was hard to describe. It had a unique mix of citrusy, spicy, and woody notes. It just screamed hot and elegant. It wasn't harsh at all; in fact, it was utterly addictive. "Why are you always running away?" I swallowed hard when I heard the voice of the man behind me.

Others change their meaning depending on placement, one symbol could mean gift or sacrifice depending on what follows it. I scribble furiously, my handwriting messier with each passing moment. My heart pounds as the spell unfolds before me, revealing its requirements piece by piece. To perform the spell, five things are needed: — The stone that binds the curse. — The blood of a human. — The blood of a werewolf. — The blood of the gifted wolf. — A celestial event to draw power from. I pause, tapping my pen against the altar as I reread the words. My stomach sinks.

--and a girl wearing the academy's uniform chasing him while holding a twig. "Please, God. Don't make that stick a freaking wand or I'd really walk myself into an asylum." Uncle George laughed. "Don't worry, Ice. That was just a twig." "I hope so. Witches better not exist or I'll lose the last strand of insanity left in me." The head mistress smiled inwardly, her pools twinkled as if I said something interesting before she turned to Uncle George. "You better hold on to that last strand, Mella. Who knows what mystery Wild Oaks really hold... Right?"

Suddenly, in the middle of the green mass I noticed magenta and pink spots. I run to the garden with my heard pounding and stopped at the rose hid bush, the same one I was trying the put the spell on the previous day. There were rose buds… beautiful rose buds everywhere! “The spell worked! My spell actually work! I can control flowers!” I started screaming and jumping for joy.