Warding Spell Novels & Stories

Aric reached out a trembling hand, hardly daring to believe that the object they had sought for so long was within his grasp. But Kaida's hand on his shoulder stopped him. She pointed to the floor around the pedestal, where a series of symbols were etched in a circle. Aric recognized them as wards – protective spells meant to keep intruders at bay. He nodded, understanding the danger they represented, and withdrew his hand.

Upon hearing Christine's request, he agreed without hesitation. The attacking pirates were no match for a 15th level wizard, but Master Adalet Morningstar was still cautious and cast the protective spells 'Wizard's Armour', 'Shield', 'Protective Arrows' and 'Stone Skin' on himself. Christine, on the other hand, used a scroll to cast 'Wizard's Armour' and 'Arrows of Protection' on herself as well. Master Adalet Morningstar cast a level 5 'Group Flight' spell to make them both fly in the air, then grabbed Christine's arm and cast a level 5 'Teleportation' spell, instantly appearing over the construction site of the Wizards' Tower.

There, in my mother’s handwriting, was a list of spells she had invented — each classified as X-Forbidden. Jualsra — a de-healing spell that reverses the subject’s healing process. It can reopen old wounds, both visible and invisible, physical or otherwise, returning them to their worst state. [Conditions Required: 5 years of life-force (irreversible), blood tongue, undivided visible focus on the targeted wound, chanted thrice to activate fully ।। Side Effects: Phantom pain while casting the spell, drains energy] Blood tongue was essential for nearly all forbidden spells, requiring the caster to cut, bite, or chew their tongue until their mouth filled with blood before chanting.

I closed my eyes and began to concentrate, gathering magic around me in a shimmering aura. Softly, I chanted the first spell, a complex incantation to induce a deep sleep in Alpha's wolf, ensuring he wouldn't wake during the memory erasure. My voice grew stronger with each verse, the air crackling with power. As I reached the second spell, rain began to lash against the windows, conjured by my magic into a stormy tempest outside.

Towcs yelled as he wiggles his bum, but I didn't react. " This is the only spell that all fake sheeps have. We normally only use it when there's a predator that we can't beat. This would normally buy, the rest of the fake sheeps time to run away while the one who used the spell either gets eaten or badly injured. Nothing in the world has immunity to this spell but it only works in a 10 feet radius. " Towcs explained as he closed his eyes again. " That's just depressing. " Amber commented.

I can feel something watching me from afar, something dark and angry, just like I felt in my dream last night. Fear threatens to flood me but I tell myself the words that came to me early this morning. "Fear is a choice." My magic flares in response to that, flowing brighter and stronger as I continue the rest of the process for setting up the wards. Once each protection sigil has attached itself to an element of the earth, the final word leaves my lips in the form of a command, "Seal." All three protection wards I have set up flare to life once again, and like I envisioned, they spread out, threads of blue, green, and silver, stretching out from one end of the Moonveil pack to the other and

“I’ll hold the kingdoms together.” “You just make sure the three of you come back alive.” The wind howled through the valley. The sealed gate shimmered faintly beneath our feet. The old wolf tightened his grip on his staff. “Then prepare yourselves the spell” He looked at each of us in turn. “begins at sunrise.”

"What?!" Erebus exclaimed. It was lucky they have moved the planning to the roof top where there was no other around. "Calm down," Kitty reached out to his hand and took it in hers, "Hear me out please." Erebus pursed his lips in silence. "This is why I have been hesitating, and thinking if there is any better option." Kitty said, "There are now three spells, LARGE spells, put on the werewolves." "Mind control, soul link and... superpower?" Erebus was not quite sure about the last one, "The werewolves doesn't have eternal life."

Dalia whispered, frowning. “I know.” Neither of them asked by what. They didn’t need to. We joined hands. The circle hummed beneath us. The spell was basic, but old and woven with intent rather than theatrics. I spoke first. “For this town, for this home, for this land.” Margo followed. “For the threads that hold it, and the ones trying to tear it.” Then Dalia: “Let no shadow pass without consequence. Let the light be sharp enough to see clearly.”

"Aria, please lend me your power." She asked her wolf, who immediately stirred in her mind. Then she began the spell. "X Ten A Brease at Lukem. X Morte Advitum." There was a powerful gush of wind, and the candles which were lit fluttered as if they would die out. "Revoca and Imam Red A Corpus ut Quod Podium Est. Restitute ed Quod Mortuom Est Revervat." Odessa's voice had turned otherworldly and had a powerful vibration to it.