Vintage Spell Books Novels & Stories

"Fine. But don't think for one second I buy on all this good girl facade. I know who you are and I'm not going to fall for it." Fall for what? Evy has a hard time wrapping her head around what she said. "I still need to teach you so open your book and I want you to read the whole page from chapters 1 - 10 and then we'll begin our lecture. I don't want any complaints. I'll answer questions during my lecture." Santina proceeds to stand up and leave her alone in the room by herself. Evy read the title of the book. 'Theoretical Basis for Spellcasting' written by Herald the Grey.

That was a big weight on my shoulders. Now, there's a even bigger weight....on my heart. The next day at the academy, I arrived pretty early. So early, I had the golden sorcery library to myself! The books were still asleep. Some flying, while others glided staggerly around the room. The mystical blue lights that accompanied them along their journeys were also faint and dull. I went over to the barrier protection shelf and picked up a spell book written in the B.C era, along with an ancient thesaurus picture book.

Each with flesh inside however, one piece of flesh is clearly a lot bigger than the others and when Christie looks at me confused I simply tell her that I wanted him to feel extra pain. The elder takes us into his backyard and what he has set out looks a little bit like a seance with an altar in the middle. It’s not what I expected, however I do have a good feeling about what I am trying to do. I pull out the spell book that I have been putting together with a few spells from the archives and a couple of small spells that I have made up myself then I turn to the page that I hope will break their mate bond and although it’s a spell, I have made up. It also has properties of other spells blend

The edges were worn, and the pages were slightly yellow. "This," Morane began as she set the book on her lap, "is a tome of dark spells and ancient curses. What I mean is that this book carries information about dark spells and ancient curses. It carries explanations, advantages, disadvantages, what it does, and many more." "So, this book," she continued after pausing to let what she had told them settle in, "holds the answers we need."

“I summoned them. Tell them what you need and they’ll fetch it.” I swallowed hard and reached for my satchel at the foot of the bed. My fingers fumbled as I pulled free one of my mother’s spellbooks, the worn leather cover cool against my clammy hands. My heart raced as I flipped through the pages, skimming past wards, charms, and healing rites until I landed on the spell I needed. “Yes, here.” My voice shook as I read the faded words. “I’ll need wolfsbane, powdered moonstone, river salt, and fresh sage. Quickly!”

She grabbed a thick book and pulled it off the shelf before returning to her seat. She placed the book on the coffee table in front of me so I could see it. My eyes widened when I saw the gorgeous purple and white designs on the book with dark purple lettering that read: Spell Book. “A spell book?” I gasped, running my fingers down the front cover. “Is this real?” She nodded.

Her mind is a million miles away, and I leave her to her thoughts as I get lost in my own, remembering the day on the altar when Agatha tried to force us into mating. When Willow is done nursing Adare, she hands him back to me, and I change him in front of the fireplace, glad that Willow remembered to bring the nappy bag with her. I’m still busy dressing him when my mate comes back, carrying a very heavy and very old book. “I found the spell.” Of course she did. Why did I ever doubt her? “And?” “I…it’s written in ancient Latin. Breaking this spell…” she shakes her head and goes quiet.

I want to learn stealth magic so that I can be able to get my children back. I also want to learn undoing spells so that I can take the spells she might have put on my babies off. Then I take the other volume that is smaller than the Capsers Grimoire. It had a hard cover too but not as fancy as the big grimoire. This has a simple title: GENERAL SPELLS GRIMOIRE. These are the spells we have collected over time from other covens as they grow. They come up with new spells now and then and we have to learn them well.

Elias nodded and sprinted off. I stayed beside Selene, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re stronger than this,” I muttered. “Come on, fight it.” Elias returned a moment later with the thick, ancient spellbook. Its leather cover was worn and pulsing faintly as if the spell was still active within it. He opened the book carefully and flipped through the pages until he found the right one. “There,” he said, pointing at the incantation written in crimson ink. “It’s a disappearance spell. Meant to send the victim to a limbo or a location chosen by the caster.”