Ubw Chant Novels & Stories

Their voices intertwined, weaving a delicate web of sound around me. “By water and flame, by shadow and light, Cleanse her body, cleanse her sight. By the moon’s grace and the sun’s fire, Prepare her heart, awaken desire. By earth’s hold and wind’s sweep, Guard her body, her soul to keep.” The chant washed over me, and I felt it…not just in my ears, but under my skin, like threads of warmth weaving into every muscle. My pulse quickened, my chest felt both heavy and light, as if something inside me was stirring in response.

"I... really miss your long, pointed pinna." A blue luster emanated from the twins' wrists, twining around their palms before ascending to combine with Beck's. A powerful gust of wind surged in, spiraling in the middle of the room and slamming the props against the wall. As they began the chant, the floor shook violently. An inverted azure arch emerged in the air, wrapping Rex in its flickering hold. "Come here, come here, come here. To the south, you close your eyes. To the north, you pause your breaths. To the east, you rest your mind. To the west, you calm your soul."

All the witches present take of their hoods at this point, for the biennial meeting of the Witch Council, has begun. “Niam khawv koob, foom koob hmoov rau nws cov menyuam nrog lub zog, twsj hwm thiab hais kom ua. Raws li nws tau pib, yog tam sim no thiab puas yuav yog[1],” all chant before opening their eyes.

The last elder was about to roar but the 2nd warrior screamed first. I shall follow the champion! I shall follow him! The last elder was about to silence him but the nursemothers, warriors, hunters, gatherers, juveniles, and even the younglings roared. We will follow the champion! We will follow! We will follow! The tribe started to chant in unision. The two elders that went quiet looked at each other. Then they started to chant. The last elder glared at his peers with a betrayed look on his face. Seeing his people cheer him on, Ximi raises his arm and releases a powerful roar which the others quickly imitate.

With a mix of excitement and nervousness, I took my place among the dancers, recalling the steps we had practiced together. We stood poised, awaiting the cue, as the strong drum beats boomed and reverberated throughout the island. Then, our beat arrived, and we began to dance in unison. All eyes seemed to be on me, and I felt a surge of energy and pride. Just as I was getting lost in the rhythm, I heard my men chanting in unison, their voices growing louder and more insistent: "Sing, sing, sing..." The crowd joined in, and the chant became a deafening roar, urging me to let my voice soar.

But then as the chanting got louder and the woman started moving closer to me in unison his eyes became wider and his jaw clenched as his body tensed, “That’s impossible,” He muttered as he stared at me in disbelief. And I just frowned as I tried to understand what he was going on about, I didn’t know anything about these women except for the brief moment Groban had mentioned the thirteen tribes. Who they were and what they were held no relevance to me up until this moment. I felt my eyes begin to illuminate and radiate from within my eye sockets, and I knew this without needing a mirror because not only did I feel it happening, but I could actually sense and see the illuminating light begin

I didn't know what to do so I just stood behind the group not doing much. Vivienne turned her head and glared right at me. "The power of twelve is required Ren. Chant with us," she turned her head before I could even say anything. Could I even say anything while everyone was chanting away? My proximity to the other witches increased. I listened closely to the words they were chanting and gradually joined in. "Importa loxa novi base verfo Luveldom inyo sase," I was getting a hang of it and repeated the words just as rhythmically and accurately in unison as the other witches.

Filled with malice and a few Shadows were still lurking around. Luntian called forth the spirits to guide her and help her cross the other side by commanding the trees and vines of the forest. She closed her eyes and began to chant. “Ruh alghabat aleazimati. 'atlub mink musaeadati fi eubur aljadari!”

I was getting dizzy even. “Just hang on, take a deep breath and let’s chant together.” He said, sending my eyes peeking up. Storm chanting. I needed that. “Someone take a video of this please. I need this for blackmail!” I screamed to the others who laughed out loud. “Okay, I can do this.” I took a deep breath then began my chant. “I can do this! Brandy can do this! Abs today! Abs today! Come on, join Papa bear.”

I was shocked when I woke up and they were still doing the chant. They looked tired as they sat on the ground. I looked out of the window and realised that sun had gone down, which meant that they have bene doing this for an entire day and my wolf was still there. The place felt so weird. The air was suffocating, heavy with the scent of wolfsbane and burning herbs. My chest heaved as Anton’s chanting grew louder, each word cutting through me like a blade. I tried to hold on, gripping the cage bars, but the silver burned my palms.