White Magic Spell Book Novels & Stories

Armadale growled by his grandson disrespectful manner, “My mouth will be useful to absorb the mana directly from any magic discipline. After the mana absorbed, a magic sigil and its name will be written on my page, and you can cast the spell corresponded with that sigil, only by saying its name, without having to master it beforehand or chant a long-line spell to cast it.” “I see- that’s sound useful, let’s give it a try.” Jeremiah sounded enthusiast. He was casting a healing spell on Armadale, a white light appeared around the book, the book then opened its mouth, absorbing the light as it became dimmer and then gone. The grimoire opened its first page automatically; a heart-shaped sigil ap

I turned and spared Luca a glance, he was listening to them intently and I figured that’s what I must do too. “Shhh!” the wolf paused, “You don’t spill words like that.” He warned. “That book is a a very important book and contains all the magic spells used in the ancient history of magic. It contains one of the most powerful spell chants and Alexa needs that book as well.” He explained gritting. I wanted to reposition myself and didn’t know when I stepped on a twig. It cracked sound was like a trumpet through the quiet forest. The two wolves stopped talking immediately and listened, their ears straightening and inclining to the direction of the sound

"The Grimoire of Imogene Greenreaver. Only those in my line shall read the words upon these pages. So mote it be." A shiver ran through Saffron as she read her grandmother's words. She turned the pages and found that this was indeed a book of spells, not just one of traditional remedies. Her eyes widened as she flipped through the spells. A tingle ran through her fingers as she read one for casting light in the darkness. Confused she looked at her hands. They seemed to glow slightly. She flexed her fingers experimentally. A spark of light shot from them.

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.

That was all, but I had been wary of the knowing smile he had given me for a split second. "Yes." I muttered, waiting for him to leave before I opened the book. "That would be all." He bowed, leaving the room. The librarian wasn't an old man with a face covered in grey hairs. He was young, older than I was, but younger than the stereotype and definitely weirder. I scanned the book and realised the order of druids contained spells translated to English. These were too useful to be locked away and forgotten inside this dark, cold room. The book listed the spells numbered in ascending order. A few of them had symbols next to them and a how-to-use description attached to it.

The book looks ancient, in an intriguing way, old leather binds the pages together. “Come look at this.” I call over to Creed. Skimming my fingers along the cover. It’s so beautiful, I start skimming the first few pages seeing simpler spells like, blindness spell, forgetness spell, protection spell, as I keep scanning each page the spells get more and more complicated. “What did you find?” Creed asks when he gets up to me. “My mothers spell book… there are some very complicated spells In this.” I whisper out loud. Creeds pov.

The aura around it pulsed with dark energy. Miguel's eyes widened. "The Book of Malice?" Natalie nodded, her voice low and full of power. "The black book of spell. This isn't some silly charm book passed down by forest witches. This book holds the curses of ancient blood. The kind that slips past shields. The kind that eats from the inside." Cielo swallowed hard. "You... you can use it?" Natalie smirked. "I've studied it for years. And now, it will serve its true purpose."

If her magic reached its full potential too quickly, even I might struggle to control the outcome. That possibility irritated me more than it frightened me. I rose from the throne again and walked toward the ancient bookshelf hidden behind the ritual chamber. My fingers brushed across several old spell books before stopping on one bound in black leather. The Blood Ritual. Forbidden magic. Dangerous magic. Exactly what I needed. One of the witches looked alarmed the moment she saw the book. “My Queen… that ritual was banned generations ago.” “Because lesser witches feared its power,” I replied. “The ritual requires direct connection to the target,” the witch warned carefully. “And if anything

“My mother would tell me all about what happened to little witches that tried to cast big spells out of their skillset…never ends well.” “On that note, I’d like you to have this.” Cordelia shook her head at Rowena for trying to scare me off, but little did they know there wasn’t anything anyone could do to knock me off this path. If magic meant protecting my friends, family, and pack—then sign me up, risks included. “Take this book home with you, study the sigils and their meaning’s. It’s a beginners guide so you shouldn’t be able to drain yourself into a coma if you try one out.” The cover was bound in plum colored velvet, which was soft as it brushed against my fingertips. This time I did

Belle sat up in bed, using the buttons on the side to adjust the positioning as the nurse had shown her. The book, white with a pentacle on the cover, described the basics of witchcraft in terms even a layman could understand. Her older sister had been kind enough to drop it off, along with a change of clothing and a box of Thornton's continental—her favourite chocolates. According to this book, the spell Damien cast on her would be returned to him threefold.