Unforgivable Spells Novels & Stories

I interrupt, distrust coloring every word. My hands grip the book firmly as I move closer to the fireplace. I watch Seraphina’s form in the flames, and the sight is far more terrifying than Aria described. Her face, once beautiful, is now deformed; the golden eyes that once gleamed with cunning are now completely destroyed—hollow, empty sockets that seem to overflow with a terrible void. What’s left of her appearance seems to radiate a kind of dark energy that sends shivers down my spine. “You’ll need to perform the spell, Caelum. You have to practice forbidden magic. It’s the only way to send him back!” Seraphina responds urgently.

They were creatures of nightmare, of darkness and death, and they wanted me. But Hayden wouldn’t let them have me. With a snarl, one of the furies lunged again, her claws slicing through the air. Hayden met her with a fierce swing of his sword, the clash of metal and magic ringing out like thunder. The fury shrieked in pain as Hayden’s blade cut through her, her form dissolving into shadow before my eyes. But there were still two more, and they were relentless. “Hayden!” I cried, fear choking my voice as I watched the remaining furies close in.

Vanity said matter-of-factly. “Listen I know what I felt, and I know what I saw, and my eyes changed color. They only do that when they see an Angel, Vanity.” Paul was very combative. “This is bad, this is very bad. We are gonna need backup if there is an Angel involved.” Greed started pacing. “Ornais make the call, and tell mother that we need Wrath back up here and also tell her to send Envy and Gluttony as well.” Greed ordered.

I didn't want to believe that. I tried to recall everything I had learnt about the furari cor from Aunt Kira's notes. She had written there that one can steal someone else's magic only while casting a powerful spell. The more magic one puts into a spell, the more magic can be stolen. Immara had gathered all of her magic into a ball of light, because she was ready to send it all away, but I was different. I had cast a spell more powerful than ever. During the spell, my magic linked with the Ezzura's power. Then Ezzura must have used the furari cor to suck all of my magic and burst a powerful wave that killed all of the eldest. She used my magic to kill people… and now she was going to use my

"I did. It was all I could think about. His stupid face would get out of my head. I wanted to smash it in." I eyed the man in the egg. "I could bet you love him now. A revival spell is the worst of all. You have to find someone with a compatible spirit to the patient to cast this spell and even at the end, the person can still die. It's a shame." My nails sharpened. "Are you threatening me or what?" "Or what. This is easily pierced. One pinch and that would be it. I wonder if he will die right away." "You won't harm him."

My past birthdays isn’t like this so I guess I have to deal with it today. I looked at my hands who’s wounds haven’t healed yet. I also haven’t tried to use my ice powers but I don’t think that I’ll do it again. Mom and Dad strictly ordered me to forget about this power and live only with my black magic which I promised to obey. I’ll never disappoint my parents like that again and will try to make less trouble for myself and for others.

This was probably one of his most dangerous battles. Vlad's banshee did not only ignore physical and mental attacks, but it could also imprison others' bodies. That kind of imprisonment used the power of universal laws and could not be stopped. Not only that, the banshee's wail was also a Higher Order Spell. Higher Order Spells that targeted the soul were almost always fatal to the victim. However, Wilbur's soul was so powerful that it was unbelievable. On top of that, he had the power of faith that made his soul stronger than anything imaginable.

I open my mouth to correct my stupidity, but she beats me to it, her lungs filling before she explodes. “Am I sure that I’m blind? Yes, I am!” she growls, her voice rumbling hard enough to be mistaken for a wolf’s. “Everything I see is a blur or a blend of what it should be. I can’t see your face properly, which is why I didn’t know it was you when I first saw you. It’s the reason I didn’t know that Blaze was a bunny, I just saw a black blur!” “I didn’t mean it like that,” I say quickly, holding her angry gaze. My skin tightens at her scrutinizing look, Theo whining in pain to know that our mate is angry with us. “I just couldn’t imagine it at all. You never seemed to be.”

“Great! It turns out to be the Gravity Spell! Awesome! “I’m going to have this forbidden spell!” Alex activated another forbidden spell the next second—the Great Icebound Spell. Maguire was elated again as he had never learned the Great Icebound Spell either. Immediately afterward, Alex cast multiple forbidden spells. Overjoyed, Maguire looked at them with relish. However, he quickly discovered that something was wrong… Alex had cast more than ten moves of Ten-Point Forbidden Spell. Each move corresponded to a different law, but how was that possible? After that, Alex cast the spells consecutively.

"YOU ARE A BEAST! DELRAMA YOU MUST DIE !!!" "I want you beside me, Roden. You can't disappear, so I'm locking you between my hands, forever." "Bastard. I'd rather die than staying beside you." "Say it to the moon. Bark like a dog, it's useless. From now on, you'll be mine 'forever! To be beside me is your punishment.". "Zaki you, jerk! Just wait, and I'll punish you too for doing this to me!" I crushed her with a kiss. "I'll wait that Roden." .. The Unchaste Punishment