The Wishing Spell Novels & Stories

Only then, beneath the gloom, Shall your true power bloom “Speak these words aloud on the night of your twenty-first birthday. Open your heart and trust what you cannot yet see.” I glance down at the parchment, then back up. “But I’m not a witch. I don’t do spells or magic. How will this work? What if it fails?” She shakes her head slowly. “Doubt is a shadow that follows all who stand at the edge of change. The spell will only last for your twenty-first birthday when the moon is fullest.”

To top it off, some of his friends began reflecting on how thoughtful and gentle I had always been. With that kind of reinforcement, Wayne's obsession to find me grew. But no matter how many people he asked, no one knew where I had gone. He even went to Talia, only to hear her say that she had given me a large sum of money and hadn't heard from me since. Wayne, it seemed, had become possessed. He pushed his work at the company aside, and all he could think about was finding me. After hearing all this, I only had one thing to say.

I smiled, my heart warming with joy, and said, "Ok, let's try this and see!" I carefully took out the tiny tear from its resting place and placed it in the palm of my hand, feeling a surge of excitement and hope. I spoke the words Whisper had whispered to me, my voice filled with conviction and longing. "I wish for an ancient Luminari Male, who would love Whisper with all of his heart and soul, and they would have many children together, filling their lives with joy and laughter, and live happily together forever!" Whisper's eyes grew wide with wonder and anticipation as the tear began to glow, radiating a soft, ethereal light. Then, in an instant, it disintegrated into dust, leaving behind

Eagerly, I began to read. The first chapter was titled "Identifying the Shifter: A Spell of Slumber." my heart pounded in my chest as I devoured the words. It was a spell, a simple but perfect incantation, designed to induce a deep, dreamless sleep in any shapeshifter who heard it. The spell wouldn't harm them, but it would render them unconscious for a short period, long enough for identification. My mind raced. Spies. We were aware that there were spies within the pack, rogues masquerading as loyal members, feeding information to their enemies. This… this spell could be the key to exposing them. It was exactly what Oliver needed.

Hence, I returned to Harbor City and taught Grace a lesson. The sycamore tree in my yard, once vibrant, was now wilting. I called every gardener in the city, determined to save it. People thought I was crazy, spending so much on a tree, but I didn’t care. That tree reminded me of her, of everything I’d lost.

“Moon above and shadows deep, Bind the heart and bind the sleep. Twist the path that fate has spun, Turn the many into one. Let desire cloud the sight, Let false love replace the light. By blood offered and power claimed, Let the chosen soul be chained.” As the spell was chanted, Aurora instantly noticed Nythera subtly changing a few words within the spell as though she were secretly sabotaging it.

The dream spell user will get stuck in the dream world and never be able to return. The dream spell is one of the forbidden spells there is and it is hardly ever used. It is not only used for communication. Sometimes, the one dreaming can get stuck in their own dreams or nightmares. If they stay too long in the dream world, they will die. This spell was a dangerous spell that claimed the lives of many who tried it without being capable enough. Isadora was afraid to bring it up to Alexa because shd knew that Alexa would want to take the risk of it meant that she could find Mercedes. Isadora wanted Mercedes to be found as well so that Alexa could finally get some piece of mind but she didn't w

"Why is he acting like this?" His shrugging shoulders contain sarcasm. "Because you cage him." "No, I mean," my voice lowers in dismay, "he's been like this ever since he died." Gradually, I sat in front of the cage, sticking my eyes at Hessuel who's been glaring at me like a powerful prey. I unleash my spellbook and with dear compassion, I recite the spell. A big enchast appeared underneath our feet and the rings of its light levitate around us unsteadily. This spell feels cold but the wind it blows whistles a certain melody that would tame the wolf.

But this doesn’t last long, it takes two days tops and when the spell faded out, West and Aurora would be long gone while Darin and Roman’s desire to catch them would be more intense. While Wendy was trying to get the compass to focus on Poland where they wanted to go so that she would place the spell on it and then, cloak West and Aurora, one of Wendy’s students who was just recently enrolled and was learning to control his powers just came in to show Wendy the assignment she just worked on. He was supposed to make a seed sprout into a miniature tree. He had been trying and practicing until he finally got it. With that excitement, he didn’t care if Wendy had a visitor, he just ran into the

their hands rattling the bars as they realize they have been fooled, the veil of illusion slowly lifting to reveal the truth. Near the cages are moon wolf children. Dirty, bruised, and hungry, rhey are shackled to one another and crying as they wake and feel the pull of the spell taking the little bit of energy they have left. Surrounding me, at the center of the spell, are the witches in blue dresses chanting with their arms and faces reaching towards the heavens. My mother is at the head of the group, leaading them through the verses of the spell.