Vampire Spell Novels & Stories

His white essence merged with the blood and joined the floating dagger. “I, Lord Dracula, grant you my blood, the ability to shapeshift, and the wisdom of ages drawn from long lives, fragmenting my essence so that you may carry the thirst for blood and the desire to make this world singular, immersed in darkness,” said the shadowed vampire. His words drew the attention of the Lycan and the witch, who immediately tried to stop the spell but were repelled by the vampire’s betrayal. His black essence fused with the blood and the dagger, which spun in the air in three distinct hues before plunging straight into the baby, taking his life.

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.

When Red asked why our identification laces differed from the other students, I told him that we were scholars. Actually, aside from Red and me, I no longer see any other mortals. During the first week of the school year, I saw some mortal students here, but after a few weeks, I observed that they had already started to vanish. Vampires are incredibly skilled at killing their victims, and no one will be able to determine the cause of death. "I'll just get some ice cream," red said, and I agreed. We both make our way to the canteen's freezer, and he takes a step back when he opens it.

Viktor had to act fast while Theodria was still stunned from the impact of his initial assault. Viktor, the dark magician, cast a spell using as fuel the negative energy that he had absorbed along with his own inner mana, combining both energies to use black magic, to use Necromancy. "[Reanimate the dead]" Hot, sticky blood gushed out of Viktor's nose as the dark power gathering behind his eyes shot out with a second spell. The bitter taste of black bile filled her mouth and she doubled over at the waist in excruciating searing pains. But his suffering didn't matter because the spell had worked.

He gave me a small smile, and reached for my hand. I linked our fingers together, which was something I was already planning to do for the spell. "I need you as close as possible." I told him, closing my eyes. "Not too close. Silas may start barking at me." Alexander chuckled, pushing his body against mine. He laid his head on top of mine, his hand grabbing my arm to keep me close. I whispered a few words, and felt the warmth of my powers leaving my body. Daffodil had taught me how to turn one animal into another. I never thought that I would ever need that spell, especially not for a vampire. I had to do this carefully.

But the high skill of the High Vampire allowed Tristan to see the barrier clearly and distinctly, as if the wall was built of transparent crystal. Threads of Power flowed over the smooth surface of the shield, corroding the luminous weaves of light threads like acid. The wall quickly dimmed and went out without the support of its creator. The vampire felt disappointed. Such a powerful spell, and so easily broken, albeit at the cost of recently recruited fresh forces. He reached for the source of the spell and felt a flicker of consciousness weakened, hardly paying attention to his intrusion. Tantario grunted - it turned out that the bearer of such an interesting Force simply lost consciousne

I'm close to having everything I ever wanted anyway", Aya says. This cave is special Elena. It is where my original spell took place. It is where destiny will be written. She starts speaking in Latin, putting my blood in a cauldron. Lamia est sanguis Quod sanguis ex dea Lupus et sanguis in Lunam Restituet omnia quae amissa Restituere plenam potestatem mean Ita sit Ita sit Blood of Vampire Blood of The Goddess Blood of the Wolf and Moon Restore all that was lost Restore my full power So let it be So let it be Her eyes are turning orange, and silver mists surround her as she levitates, repeating the spell three times. Diane chanted with her, so neither of them was focusing on me.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

"My beloved, just a few minutes, we need him to break the spell." So as she has him tied down to the floor, I read him back the part of the spell he needs to cast to break the Absolute Power one. Every single word I speak, he returns at the same speed, the same pace, even the same tone. Every word should bring us closer to closing the void that is opening in the ground. I can see from where I am standing that the Vampires are completely squashed up against each other. There is no place to move, as with for the fairies and the wolves. In only mere seconds, the ground shall start to take its victims.

Without wasting a second, Morgana’s fingers moved rapidly, weaving an intricate spell. Her voice grew low and fast, chanting a dark incantation. Shadows swirled around her hand, expanding into a black vortex above her. The ground trembled violently, dust and shards of stone spiraling upward as the vortex grew into a raging storm of malevolent energy.