Vampire Diaries Vampire Spell Novels & Stories

Becca was interrupted when Shier pushed her inside her bedroom. Then Shier gave a devilish smirk towards Alexander and said, “I have a spell surrounding the manor. The balcony was an open space, so you could enter, but let’s see how you enter now, you vampire.” With that, Shier closed the balcony door and slapped Becca in the face. “Wha—” she was interrupted by Shier. “You insolent girl! I raised you up right and you are flaunting your romance with a fucking vampire. Do you know what a vampire did to us?” he yelled and took out a whip which he secretly kept in Becca’s room in her absence.

I watched as the long, muscular limbs strained against his pants, My curiosity was peaked. I tilted my head and asked another question. "What sort of vows?" Sol turned his eyes to me as he looked at me from the side of his eye. I regretted the question as soon as I saw the smirk on his face. "Marriage vows." My face heated up. "Are you interested in experiencing it with me?" "Stop teasing me," I mumbled. "What else?" He looked disappointed. "Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

Augustus muttered, he flashed a cold smile. “Let me create my own blood spell.” Augustus painted in the air with blood, a complicated pattern of blood immediately appeared, Edsel looked at the pattern, a little scared in his heart. Neva's heart power is the original power of vampires, every time a vampire receives that huge power. Augustus the chosen one? "Make an oath." Augustus said coldly. Edsel knows the power of this spell, the person who receives it will have to tame the owner of the blood spell, if he dares to betray, he will receive a fatal blow in return.

A cold breeze attacked my flesh causing goosebumps to form on my skin and make me shiver. “A vampire has this spell book?” He asked through his gritted teeth. I shook my head again. “Not anymore. She gave it to me,” I told him. He took a deep breath and nodded; I could feel him calming. “A vampire having possession of this book is never a good thing,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m glad she no longer has it, but I’m worried about how long she’s had it. These books are sacred to our kind, and they hold a lot of information that could prove to be dangerous if the wrong species got their hands on it. And vampires are definitely the wrong species. This book specifically holds a lot of our secre

I had prepared everything even the meals which were properly made and arranged orderly in case for those people who loved food like me. It was awhile after the party that it registered she was no longer in the room. I didn't waste time as I used my powers to reach her room faster. I had many powers for a vampire. Though being a member of the royalty made me more powerful. I am capable of teleporting though many people claim that it needs magic to happen but I could do it well. They call me a wizard and whatever but I don't really care. This is one of my specialty among other abilities.

Ryan bares sharp, extended teeth, his snarl deep enough to make the ground vibrate. Cassidy slams a vampire down, her boot pinning its throat, and snarls through bared teeth, “You want her? You’ll have to rip through us first.” Luna moves closer to me, her presence a beacon in the middle of the storm. Her fingers glow with shimmering light, the barrier spell already dancing at her fingertips. Her chants are soft, rhythmic—ancient. Her body trembles from the sheer force of the energy she’s calling down, but her voice doesn’t waver. She doesn’t falter. Every time a vampire pushes too close, she launches a burst of magic that hits like a hammer, sending them flying back into broken walls or str

Sucking in a deep breath, she began chanting a spell, one she hoped would bring the vampire here. “It is done,” she said after a few moments. “It may take awhile, but that’s all I can do.” She placed her hand on Kristi’s forehead and leaned in close to add one final touch to her spell. “You will remember what I have done here for you, but you will not be able to speak of it to anyone, not even the vampire who turns you.”

Then she tightened the grip on their heart. The pain the vampires were feeling in their chests was because Lexy used a magical spell to do so. She was somehow assuming that as the human body needed the heart to live, the vampires would also feel the same difficulty breathing when she gets to grip their hearts. It was not something she was sure of. But Lexy knew it would work since nature responded to her chanted spell. Lexy chanted a spell asking nature to seize their enemy in whichever way was the deadliest and most effective way. And she only realized that vampires would die by attacking their heart, squeezed or pulled out, crushed like an overripe tomato in one’s hand.

I step forward anyway. Each step feels like walking through deep water. The ground resists me, cracks spreading under my boots. Somewhere to my left, a witch drops to her knees, gasping. A werewolf howls in pain, clutching his head. Even the vampires look shaken, hands pressed to their temples. This spell doesn’t care who it hits. Karl appears at my side, breath ragged but eyes fierce. “Ivy, listen to me,” he says. “That spell, if he finishes it, there won’t be anything left to save.”

Zyra exhaled slowly, her hands trembling slightly from the intensity of the spell. Marcus watched as Zyra placed her hands over the parchment, closing her eyes once more. He felt a shift in the atmosphere, a darkening as she summoned her powers. Her tribid nature—witch, lycan, and vampire—coalesced within her, making the air around her thrum with energy.