Unlocking Spells Novels & Stories

"For a Nightingale and Blackwood working together." He hesitates, then nods, releasing my arm. Together, we reach for the box. The moment our hands touch the wood, a surge of energy races up my arm—not painful, but intensely warm. The carved branches on the box's surface begin to glow with soft blue light, illuminating our faces in the dimness. "Recognition spell," Cain murmurs. "It knows who we are." The lid of the box swings open on its own, revealing its contents: a small leather-bound book and what appears to be a smooth crystal sphere about the size of a golf ball.

I wasn’t saying anything still or going to, I’m just gonna keep staring at the two of them explain themselves. “So as a witch I dug in some books and spells, one that can lock your powers away till they’re ready to surface, I did found one, but it came with a price, and the price is that you must never see the sun or let it touch your skin. Once you do that, the spell will be broken.”

"You see—" "Take it back!! There's life in her womb!!" His fangs and sharp crystalline eyes are appearing. To tame the situation, I propose, "O-Okay, h-how about you bind me with a limited curse instead of confiscating my power?" "..." He unlocked the book and all of my powers came back. "Since the order isn't capable of your situation, I agree with that option." He manifests his big spellbook and recites the spell, "You cannot perform any other spell than those which are already released lest the lock will automatically bind your spellbook, and this same accident may happen again. This is to avoid your further thoughtless actions."

Eva hung up smiling happily. She knew that she would bag the thirty percent deal. She kept the phone in her pocket and looked at the ruby's in fron tof her. She was in a metallic dorm that required security passwords to enter. It was indeed a miracle that she entered such a secretive dorm without breaking any bones, except for one that was laying at some corner of the dorm.

I smiled, turning my attention back to the book, trying to keep my focus on it. Once the light had subsided, I opened up the book. Frustrated groans spilled out of my lips, seeing that the spell had no effect on it. Fine then. Time to bring out the big guns. I truly underestimated the power of an ancestral witch, by using a low level spell. This time, however, I'm going put my training into good use and try out a high level revealing spell on it.

Rich asks her. She thinks for a moment. “Yes, I believe I can. I will need some things…” “Whatever you need, we’ll get it for you.” Rich says, looking at me. I nod. I’ll make sure she has whatever she needs for the spell. And that means I’ll be keeping an eye on her which will require me to be close her. That makes Einar happy. “Is there a way to break this spell completely?” Rich asks. “Yes, I made sure to put a loophole into the spell, just in case. If you and Guardian Emlyn mark each other, the spell with Gwen will be broken. But it won’t work if only one of you marks the other. She will have to mark you, too.”

Her heart pumped a mile a minute and the adrenaline from that spell has yet to cool down. Once inside the library, Meredith helped them find another book. “The Fervour Spell. It’s the only way to kill the Monster.” June read. “It’s a very strong spell and it can hail a firestorm.” Meredith knew all the spells, but she could not cast spells like Madison could. Meredith had super strength, super speed, and could heal quickly. Madison was in possession of the book, but she was not an expert on casting spells. The only way they could do this was by joining hands.

He smiled at us, revealing his bloody lips as blood trickled down the edge of his lips. Suzy closed her eyes and started chanting incantations, she controlled every molecule present in the air and directed it towards the map to have a lead of some sort but instead, the map caught fire-- every part of it leaving nothing but burnt ashes on the table and burnt-out candles. "How is that possible?" I stood up immediately not understanding how and what went wrong. "It is simple actually, he is cloaked by magic. After all, he is a powerful warlock that won't do anything to stay anonymous considering the fact that he has upset a powerful family." Suzy raised her brow and grinned at everyone present.

Lose the clarity of your gaze, from this moment you will see no more! Jeanne yelps, the spell has worked, she has gone blind. She spreads her trembling hands in front of her and growls. —Very good trick. I must admit, it is... uncomfortable not being able to see where I'm going. - She advances in my direction and I run away without turning my back on her.

Just pattern. Thornveil. My heart sounded like a hammer in my ears. Backing away slowly, I changed angles and rewound the spell loop. Containment wards. Triple fail-safe lockdown with blood sacrifice override and ritual tethering. That wasn’t lore. That was function. I’d only ever seen small samples of this discipline banned and locked away in hexbound manuscripts that the faculty loved to lecture us about. But this spell wasn’t locked away. It wasn’t failing. Someone had activated it.