Witch Book Spell Novels & Stories

the witch spat, her voice tinged with arrogance. Saelyna’s voice remained steady, her gaze unwavering. “This incantation carries ancient power, and with the amulet, its strength will be magnified. The darkness within you will be undone.” As the last syllable left Saelyna’s lips, a blinding surge of light erupted from the amulet, engulfing her in its radiant glow. The witch recoiled, shielding her eyes from the brilliance. In that moment, Saelyna tapped into her inner strength, tapping into the depths of her energy reserves. Her body thrummed with power as she focused it towards the witch, her mind set on breaking the dark enchantment.

“Is for normal witches. Witches have the ability to cast any spell in their capacity, all they need is the words from the grimoire or spell book. They are born with magic and it comes from within them. So mere words in a spell book once it’s spoken and done properly become power, Magic.” My eyes went to the spell book in front of me. Everyone had the same type on their desk, containing basic spells. Not having any specific emblem and being forced to attend something, I had no choice but to pick most classes witches took. “But with siphons,” she brought her right hand forward, showing the ball of red energy. “While they are born witches, the magic does not come from within them. Rather, it’s

Elegantly dressed in deep blue robes, he steps around the desk. “How can I help?” He questions. His voice was deep and soothing, and his greying hair was slicked back into a low ponytail, kept there by a rope. “The King wishes for you to activate the witch’s amulet and send this girl to her own world with it to be destroyed there.” The Wizard’s expression becomes alerted to the words and steps closer to me. This was the first time someone had approached me where I felt no fear, I just didn’t know why.

At first, nothing happened but then, a faint heat stirred beneath my skin and my breath caught. The magic returned like a sleeping beast waking inside my bones and my eyes snapped open. A thin silver glow appeared around my fingers and I clenched my fists. "No." The glow intensified and my heart raced, I could feel the Alpha blood buried beneath the witch's spell. I whispered the words the witch had taught me and the air changed. The bathroom mirror cracked and I stepped backward. A dark circle formed on the floor and wind exploded through the tiny room, whipping my hair across my face.

The witches watched me, confused, the spell still keeping them bound to one another. I opened the book with a limp wrist and from the corner of my eye I saw the spell. “Solva… catena… ignis retro…” That was the last feel of magic as I directed the spell towards the witches. I took in a deep breath, unable to move. “I wish…” I whispered, closing my eyes for a moment because they felt too heavy. “I wish I could undo what Fiona did to you and give you all your powers back.”

Micca leaned over and sniffed the bundle I placed in front of her. I picked up everyone one by one. “Yarrow, mugwort, rose, rosemary, and ginkgo. Alone and they aren’t much but together, with a little sacrifice and the right words, and we have a spell.” I handed the last bundle to Wendy. “I’ll go first.” I placed the candle in the center of the bowl and lit it. “Fuck.” I got up and went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and came back. “A knife?” Hanna paled, but I just chuckled.

"Vitam aeternam, doce mihi, lux perpetua. Lux solis invoco, exuro tenebras, ut ambulem inter lumen et umbram. Sol inter lucem et vitam me revocet." A gust of wind suddenly swept through the room, causing the pages of the books to flutter and the curtains to dance. Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of light, accompanied by a deafening crackling sound. The room seemed to shimmer and distort as if reality itself was being warped and manipulated by the forces I had summoned. I felt a surge of energy coursing through my veins as if the very essence of the spell was taking hold of me. The air crackled with anticipation, and I could sense the power building around me.

Breaking one takes time and great effort. I felt my chest tighten. “Tell me more. How can I fix it?” She sat across from me. “The spell requires a specific magic crystal to function. The crystal holds the power and it redirects the bond to another person. You must search for it." But breaking the spell is not within my power," she continued, "Only a stronger witch could manage that. It can only be broken by the witch who created the spell or someone with deep knowledge of dark magic and breaking one takes time”. She said,

Alpha Hunter couldn’t answer that question because in all honesty we didn’t know what the spell entitled just yet. “I found it!” Sal yelled from the table as he pointed at the grimoire. Ash, Alpha Hunter, and I quickly moved to where Sal was standing. “What does it say?” Alpha Hunter asked and I could clearly see it was written in old Latin. “We will need a witch from both the sun and moon magic, along with someone that shares the same blood as the person we want to bring home.” Sal said and Ash immediately says, “Then we are good, we have all three. Let’s do this.”

It looked ancient, its pages wrinkled and brittle. "I think... I think I might have found something that can help," she said, her voice trembling slightly. She opened the book to a seemingly random page and began to read, her finger tracing the invisible lines. "This book... it speaks of a spell. A spell that can induce a temporary state of unconsciousness in shapeshifters. It can also help us detect them hiding amongst the villagers." She paused, her gaze meeting ours. "If we cast this, we can expose any spies that the Blue Moon pack might have planted, and maybe, just maybe, put a stop to their plans."