Warding Spell Novels & Stories

He chuckled under his breath, "But it came out she was smart enough to already have a plan of her own." I was all ears when he continued, "She wanted me to use a spell on her. A spell that was so dangerous that it was forbidden to use according to the Warlock Council. If anyone from the lycan community would so much got the hint of it, it could rage war between warlocks and lycans." My head jerked in his direction as I asked impatiently, "What kind of spell was it?" Ragnor stared at the road ahead while answering me, "Wolf dormancy spell, where her wolf would go into a deep slumber for a long period of time."

Despite the fact that the other party did not emit any aura, the pressure she exerted on the three of them was considerably higher than when they met Rage. They wouldn't have believed that Rage was still at B-rank since his aura was stronger than theirs. "The farce is finished," Solan declared, hardly even moving her hands. Her innate spellcasting ability kicked in. "Beguiling Whispers." The magical circle was established in a split second with a few words and immediately released. A sparkling wave blasted through the air and erupted in front of the Three Elders the following minute. At that moment, their fates were sealed. …

Bastiana went to them and begun to cause them migraines and drain their magic. Lucindo chanted some incantations and Hilda was flung aggressively to the grave. She stood up and tried to attack the warlock but she was glued to the spot. It was a freaking boundary spell and of course, she was inside the circle drawn with white powder and other ingredients. At this point, I knew I had to re-strategize. If with all immense strength thrown the warlock's way and he was able to overcome easily and still overpower everyone then other tactics must be applied.

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.

Aveline felt Killian's hand fix around hers, his defensive instinctual flaring. "This is often grave news," Beta Jack said, his voice terrible. "We ought to get ready for a two-pronged assault." "But how can we protect ourselves against an adversary inside?" Hazel inquired, her voice bound with stress. Aveline, her intellect dashing, turned to the Senior citizens. "Is there any way to ensure the pack from penetration? Any enchantment that can shield us from those who look to hurt us?" Senior Silas stroked his chin mindfully. "There are antiquated wards," he said gradually, "effective defensive spells that can be woven around our domain. But they require an extraordinary bargain of vitality,

Asked Professor Reavers. “She never told me,” was his simple reply. “That is a very powerful hiding spell. It also binds you to the castor for as long as you both are breathing.” said the oracle head. “Is that bad?” Dorin asked genuinely alarmed. “Not if it was casted by your mother... I hope...” said Professor Dimitri. “Do you have any other spells on you, Dorin?” Professor Morell Asked. “Well... just these lightning spells...” saying this, Dorin gave a small spark on his elbow. A bright yellow mark flared up as he did. “I used to get hit by lightning when I was smaller, so mother made a ward to send them away.”

"A fated mate bond is a beautiful delusion, child. But it cannot rewrite a blood charter." She raised the iron staff high above her head, the metal tip beginning to glow with a pale, sickening amber light that made my wolf howl in immediate agony inside my chest. The pressure in the air doubled, the heavy gravity making my knees buckle as the ancient suppression spell tried to force its way back into my veins. "Attack," the seer commanded. The two gray wolves let go of their dying targets and lunged across the dark room simultaneously, their jaws wide, their silver collars gleaming in the moonlight.

Harvey sneered and with a sinister smile, he said, "But this tough exterior of yours won't last much longer. I will hit it again and I guarantee it will shatter into pieces!" As he finished speaking, he was prepared to retreat for another powerful charge. "Do you think I will give you that chance?" Woody retorted. Harvey laughed even more arrogantly. "Do you think you're in control here? I'm the one who calls the shots!" With that, he eagerly charged forward again. This time, with even greater force and ferocity! On the other hand, Woody was casting three spells simultaneously. The Protection Spell focused on defense, while the Golden Spell and Evil-repelling Spell were used primarily for at

“It’s a layered spell—protection woven with a trap. I can unravel it, but I’ll need time. Aria, help me.” Aria joined her, her healer’s intuition attuned to the ebb and flow of life-force, which often mirrored magic’s currents. Together, they began a counter-chant, their voices blending in a low, resonant harmony. The ward shimmered faintly, resisting their efforts but weakening with each word. Caden and Torren took up positions near the chamber’s entrance, weapons drawn. The silence pressed against them, broken only by the soft cadence of the spell and the drip of water somewhere deep within the ruins. Minutes stretched into an eternity, the tension coiling tighter with each passing second.

"Done. Hell, when all of this is finished, I'll fly to Maine personally to get the lobster." Lyanna pressed a hand to my chest and looked at Sinthy. "Are you truly certain this is possible? What about the wards?" Sinthy lifted her eyebrows once. "That is the tricky part. But there is a way to keep them in place. The longer I'm away, however, the weaker they'll become. There's a particular kinetic spell I can cast. It's extremely powerful and can be used to continuously feed energy into another spell even when the witch who cast it isn't present. The difficulty is that it's incredibly precise and unforgiving to get right. That part doesn't worry me much. What will be the real challenge is res