Twin Spell Novels & Stories

I cast and feel the energy sucking out of me, but it doesn’t do anything to awaken the triplets. Jared laughs, his eyes telling me how much of a failure he counts me as. Breathing in, I reach deeper. “Impero terrae, audi verba mea, et adhae-rere omni petitioni meae. Hanc maledictionem averte et innocentem sana.” Dragging my sentences, I lay emphasis on each word, making sure that my intention is well understood by the air. When I finish the spell, my eyes glow brightly, telling me how much of my energy the venom sucks just to get the triplets back to a healing state.

"How d- di- did you free yourself?" The shadow witch asked as she distance herself from Olin who wore a smirk on her face. "How did I freed myself? Well thanks to my twin sister Odin, who remembered our bond" Olin said and turned to the bones of the dead wolf and spoke out the final spell "Arisab Maritasle Olin- Arise to your Mistress Olin".

Alex’s teeth really managed to hurt her soul, which was exaggerating. “What... What have you done to me? “Why am I feeling pain?” Alex laughed uncontrollably. “Great Swallow Spell from the three thousand forbidden spells!” He activated it. Tiffany was shocked and afraid. She realized that her will was weakening, and her soul power was being devoured and sucked away. This kind of feeling was unprecedented. She struggled desperately, but the three thousand lotuses were controlling her. “Old witch, you didn’t expect this situation, did you?

Explains the alpha mode and sudden shift in the twins' behavior. "Yeah, I am very sure you didn't. Because we are that invisible." Enzo spat stepping forward while pushing me towards his back protectively. The tension quickly shifted and I swear someone was going to die in a second. "I know right. But it's not my fault that no one can see you. I just want to talk to the pretty lady behind you." He informed taking a step forward. Verzi stepped forward and the two literally covered my small frame from Xander. I didn't want to question them, they mentioned that everyone here was their enemy so I wasn't going to be smarty pants and try to be a big girl. Nope! Not this time.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

He would wait for the perfect moment to strike. First, he needed to sow seeds of doubt. To create cracks that he could later split wide open. Mason smirked as he dialed a number on his burner phone. The line rang once, twice, before a gruff voice answered. “It's done,” Mason said smoothly. “Good. Phase one?” the voice asked. Mason’s eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation. “Already in motion,” he said. “She won’t even see it coming.” He ended the call and tucked the phone away.

Instead, he hugged me even tighter and whispered in my ear: “Don’t move too much. The dragon in my middle is waking up—it might breathe white fire, and we might end up with another set of twins.” My cheeks burned at his words. “Uhm… Dad, it looks like you only missed Mommy. She’s the only one you’re hugging,” Xenna muttered. “My twin is right, Dad. Let go of Mommy. She might not be able to breathe because of your tight hug,” Xenno said. “Tsk! Making a move,” he added, causing Dave to finally release me from his embrace.

"The real version. Not the sacrifice Knox's ancestor designed. The one you intended." Morgana's eyes brightened. "My original spell was elegant in its simplicity. The bond between the twins and their mate was meant to be a bridge—a channel for pure love magic that would protect all three of them. The mate's role wasn't to die. It was to connect. To be the living heart of a three-person bond so strong that nothing—no enemy, no politics, no curse—could break it." "And the corruption turned that into a trap."

The hasty cremation, the evasive answers—I had suspected all along that neither of them had truly died. And after Jeremy's "death," I discovered I was pregnant. With twins. That was when I conceived my boldest plan. I took on the role of caretaker for Jeremy and Janey's supposed illegitimate sons. Under the guise of grief too deep to bear, I retreated to the countryside with them. Two years later, I returned—with my own twins. Everyone believed they were Jeremy's illegitimate children. Even my own parents were deceived. They scolded me for being a fool, and friends mocked me for lowering myself to raise another woman's children.

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.