Vintage Spell Books Novels & Stories

When I got it I climbed down the stairs . The book had an old leather cover, the edge of the pages were worn out, yellow in colour. It looked like a journal. There was dust on it. I opened the books. The book was written in several languages. It looked like spells. Below every spell there was an English translation. I was going through the book when my eyes fell on a spell. It was a spell to find things or places. According to the journal, if we recite the spell three times while thinking about the object or place the book will show the vision of the location.

Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries. Intrigued, she turned the cover, and saw that it was all in Latin. Luckily, her Latin was still good enough for her to translate in her head. The long title page read: “In which all the species and causes of spells are described and explained with the Philosophers and Theologians. With the ways to fight the illusions of Demons, and the refutation of the causes behind the power of Witchcraft. 1589. Venice.” Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to

The book landed right in front of the beast, who grumbled but signed. The witch drew an elaborate magic circle in the air. Valerie widened her eyes in curiosity to take note of the spells that were used but several of them were unknown to her so she could only make note of it. The language of spells were strange too. “This shall be their destiny and their unchangeable truth!” As she shouted that, she lifted the book in the air and infused her aura in it casting the spell binds. End is bleak and the rise close... The crimson Rukh and the guardian of the flame...

If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

I just had to fine one for this. I have tried three cloaking spells from three different Grimoires and none of them worked. I think that it's because all of them are dated a thousand year back. I found one that dated two thousand years back and took one cloaking spell from it. The books in general have been helpful a lot. I now even know that even though I have my own power, I can still get more power, before we had witch wolves, we had witches. They were all just humans with incredible power.

Ruslan was sitting with Owlyn and the sleeping serpent. Halfway through copying the spell she stopped and stared, checking her writing several times to see if she got everything down right. It was strangely beautiful handwriting, not as ancient as hierography but strange and delicate and fluid, reminding her of the Voynich's manuscript. Now she understood why this grimoire was among Vasilisa's great treasures. "I'm done." Cassandra held up the sheet of paper covered with her own imitation of the sorceress's handwriting. Vasilisa floated quickly to her side and took the paper then read it:

He reached into the symbol, pulling out an old leather bound book. "This, my dear, is a very important grimoire, it's written in ancient Irish Gaelic. Duibhne will have to read it and explain what it says. The book contains all of your Shadowsoul bloodline spells and curses, including the remedies," he said solemnly as he slid the large book across the table to me. I was about to touch the old book when my mother invaded my thoughts screaming about the grimoire.

With their long legs and super strength. Bethany now sat at the small table Valorie used as a worktable. She flipped through the spell book in front of her. This was gold and a book that went missing from the manor almost three years ago. Long before Valorie got there. How Valorie found it Bethany didn’t know. But its writing was extremely disturbing, but the notes on the scraps of paper she kept finding were far more disturbing. Valorie made notes of her thoughts, beliefs, and possible actions she could use the spells for. How she could twist them for her own interests. Who she chose as her victim and some of them she even gave her reasons for selecting them?

He took the ring, and stretching forward his hand as he gave it to Valerie. "Wear this! It is what we would use in reversing the spell" Valerie put the ring on... glancing at everyone... The wizard brought out an old book and then opened it, scrambling pages upon pages in search of magic words he would use. Just right after he got it, he gave it to Valerie. "I know these words by heart, but you don't... And that is why you need to read along while I say them" Valerie collected the book and in it were ancient runes which had translations.

I flipped through her spellbook in hopes of finding a spell similar to the one used to attack Xavier. I doubted she had that kind of spell present, but I had to try. I browsed through the whole book and found nothing. There were glamor spells and spells that could be used to the detriment of a werewolf. But there was nothing related to the spells used against Antonio’s body to fight Xavier. There were no spells on necromancy, and I doubted the witch, Carmila, was a necromancer. “This is enough. Time to get out of here.” I dropped the spellbook back into the position where I found it and tried my best to cover up every trace of my getting to the book.