Twin Spell Novels & Stories

He knew what calling her that would do to her, but it was what she deserved. We're not all witches; we don't all rely on spells and the dark forces; some of us were born with the gift, and some enforced that gift with other things that were not meant to be, like this one. A love spell is a dangerous and deceitful thing to do to an unsuspecting recipient. Especially when that recipient was part of a twin soul, and that twin was left to suffer. *** ELENA ***

I ask, feeling slightly defeated. “Yes and no. I mean you were strong enough to unintentionally cast out an evil entity living in the twins. For what I understand that is hard to do with a skilled witch and for you it was the side effect of your protection spell on them. She looks at them and they look at their simple little woven bracelets and tattoos. “I do think that since all of the elements are there, the spell can be recast. The problem is, none of you can be touched with Sky’s protection.” “So talk me through all the things you have circled.” I point to the map.

Mary says. “We are here,” Gabriel says. “Let me warn you, this spell could hurt you badly. And it always takes something in return,” she says. “Whatever the toll, we will take it” Gabriel says. “It can be little or it can be dangerous,” she warns, “Just bring her back to us,” Samuel says. Mary sighs and breathes in deeply. She begins to chant a spell and her eyes turn completely white. The twins feel a strange energy around them. It is calm and gentle but its nature changes quickly.

“I wipe their minds, replace their memories and make them think we’re mated. “Once both twins are fully under my spell, I’ll disappear. Sure, they’ll be devastated but they’ll survive. That’s the deal!” It’s a foolproof plan. The spell can only be undone by the witch who cast it which I would never do. Of course, if I die, my spells die with me but I have no intention of that happening either. Not that I would ever share that detail with Michael. He’d try to lock me away from the world to ensure I stayed alive. He wouldn't succeed but I’d rather not tempt fate. “What about their wolves?” He asks for the millionth time. “They need to be able to access their wolves without remembering their tr

The innocence in her eyes was diluted now with wisdom and weariness far beyond her years. “What are you saying?” Ivy asked, her voice breaking. “What does Asher have to do with this?” Lyra turned to her mother, gaze solemn. “Isolde didn’t just bind her soul to me. She tethered her essence through twin blood. Asher is the second anchor. Two souls, one rebirth.” Killian staggered back. “No… No, that’s impossible. He had nothing to do with this!” “Not knowingly,” Lyra said. “But the spell chose both of you. Twins are mirrors, remember? While I carry her spirit… Asher carries her will.”

I remember what the ruthless Ambassador Hugo Cassidy told us during the welcome ceremony last time. G. District G. Go, Grow, Glow. "The previous rounds were full of exciting events. Now, we're up for the final round! Band together with your teams because the competition is set to lash the Word Arena. One hundred thirty brilliant juveniles from Districts A to Z are conspired to see each other on the 2nd Maharlika Spelling Twistbee. Our nation is simply a dictionary arranged in Alphabetical order and you need to find your purpose, your meaning to function."

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

The twin brothers obeyed and they moved away from Yemanaja. And then Yemanja stood at the edge of the bed, holding on to Emelda’s feet. She closed her eyes and started some incantations. “ANDARCIAAAAAAAA” “ARRICAAAAAAAAAA” “ANGUROSIAAAAAAA” Yemanja chanted, holding on to Emelda’s feet. For ten straight minutes, Yemanja chanted the same spell and she could feel herself connecting to Emelda but it wasn't working. Emelda was weaker than Yemanja had expected.

He must protect his family. "No, I don't have a twin." He quipped, testing Kaida. Kaida's expression turned enigmatic. "Are you certain?" she pressed. "The prophecy speaks of twins, two halves of the same soul, born of blood and fire, destined to wield the power of the moon. They will save our world from eternal of the Order." Tristan shook his head, feeling a sense of unease. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, avoiding Kaida’s eyes.