Werewolf Spells Novels & Stories

‘By the Moon’s light and spirits of the night, Break the curse and end the werewolves plight. With a cursed beings life force I plea, Free the enslaved, let their true selves be. Unbind their chains and restore their will, Harmony with the Moon will let their spirit fill. With gratitude and reverence I cast this spell, Liberate the werewolves, release them from this hell, So mote it be.’

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

Draven asked. "The Sorcerers have been working on a spell for years now. A dark spell which would surpass every power in the entire realm. But the spell isn't complete without the venom of the Vampires and the blood of the Dire Wolves." Draven arched his brow, then he frowned. "What exactly is this spell for?" "It's to create the strongest and most powerful creature ever." Gremory explained. "A creature who will destroy the Dire Wolves, a creature who would be under our command. With this creature, the entire realm will be ours, and not even the moon goddess can stop us."

I thought, and she explained. “Because male druid wolves turn rogue as they age and become unpredictable. They enjoy fornication and also become notorious killers. The Moon Council protocol is to lock them up and destroy any offspring. The male pups are banned from life. Austin should be dead.” Gasping, I glanced at Austin and said, “You're a druid wolf!” Tilting his head, he shrugged and said, “I don't possess any magic, but I have the genetics, unlike my siblings, who are just normal wolves like their mother, our Luna.”

Back then, I thought it was just folklore among werewolves, but the pieces began to fall into place as we faced this current situation. “There is a legend I once delved into,” I began, recalling the words of a scientist from the alliance. The legend speaks of a dark spell, magic cast by witches who betrayed their own kind. The spell requires the blood of the Lunas. If the Sanguine Shadows are truly behind the recent surge in vampire activity, then we’ve unraveled part of the tangled web.” Godiva’s eyes narrowed. “What does this spell do?”

It was more like hypnotize him. This spell was abused by many female witches to make their husband or lovers do their bidding and some male would use this too on female they like and she remembered this spell was restricted and was used only when the situation was critical. Like what she was experiencing now. “I know I am the cause of all this but it also Rex Fault but it not time to blame each other and I won’t let you ruin Rex’s name!” Yael said and immediately uttered some strange witch words, ‘saekvotu ekce’ and the moment the werewolf launched at her it froze midair before calming down like a wet puppy.

The sorcerers scattered to the sides. The white-headed man straightened up with difficulty and took a deep breath. The King of Reeta looked around the place of the fight and walked in a circle, approaching Radolyub. Tight muscles rolled under his skin, powerful paws stepped elastically on the ground, there was not even a hint that he was tired or exhausted. The sorcerer involuntarily retreated. The silver eyes of the werewolf flashed with a dead light, reflecting nothing but the icy emptiness of the dead world. Witchcraft is nothing, it will not help, it will not stop. The werewolf suddenly froze, turned sharply, one of the surviving sorcerers threw up his hand with a black stone clamped in

In the third step, while reciting the spell to become a black wolf: "Twist the bones and bend the back. Trim me of murdered boy fat. Give me fur, a tail black as black. Claws, fangs, make me a wolf, werewolf. Sharpen my teeth, the taste of blood is in my mouth when I bite down, ripping out their throat. Intestines are being torn apart; they scream, sounds like "Die!" but they don't. Make them live again. Again, and I will bite them again. Hearts stop beating, blood spills, stains my paws - color of spilled blood, fresh blood, and I want more. I can't stop drinking. I'll never be full; I'll never feel full again. I'm thirsty, burning up inside."

I had to say the spell and fast before any more distractions came. “The seven eternal elders, I beseech thee, free the dark one for hid eternal prison. Restore to him his body, Make it as whole as the ring. Under the blood moon restore his sight and let him emerge from the underworld in full unparalleled glory. Free the armies of the evil one, and release his armies into this miserable world for he was sealed away by the moon and now, he shall have his revenge…” I was still reciting the spell when a large black wolf with bright glowing green eyes clawed at my face.

Elliot smiled, “Everyone just wants to back her up on it. They all want to help.” Luna Abby and I walked outside, and I immediately changed into my wolf. Luna Abby explained. “Casting spells is not the same in wolf form, because you can’t vocalize them. You have to say them in your head. You also can’t point to your target, either. You have no fingers. Instead, you need to visualize your target in your mind, or by staring at them. Either will work. Do you want to try it?” I nodded, “The sooner I can master this, the better off we all will be.” Luna Abby smiled, “Okay. First, try to conjure a blade and throw it at your target using nothing but magic.”