Witch Words Spells Novels & Stories

"May you said you live with wolves..." "I do but turns out they've been keeping a secret." "Before anyone else says another word," Alex stood, "I've been learning new spells, "she picked her hands up and moved them around with a confident flourish, letting a wave of blue energy dance around us and ripple throughout the room. "I figure we need this whenever we have to talk." "What was that?" Levi asked. "A spell my father's coven uses when they have meetings. It's so that there are no eavesdroppers. We can be as loud as we want and no one will hear a thing."

Oggling through his red liquid eyes, he corrected her words between his gritted teeth, " How could you..!! She isn't any unnecessary people in my life. You get that?" Rosamund narrowed her gaze slightly. Dropping her eyes at his hard grip, she replied in a cold voice, " Let go of my arms, brother. You are hurting me and disregarding my status." The man retracted his hands carefully but not before Rosamund chanted something under her breath, " Vardamant Caskiola." A spell used by Witches when they attacked their opponent with magical powers. The man dodged fast, skipped her direct attack and jumped on the other side.

Lucifer snorted angrily. "I didn't know it belonged to Melissa and why would I ever bother to read words on jewels and for your advice since when people started to write on jewels like seriously, aren't paper was enough?" My mother was as angry as Lucifer. He gritted his teeth as the glint of anger flashed through his eyes. "Spell, you said? What does that mean?" I mumbled quietly. "I don't know, it's an ancient spell and I'm not strong enough to understand it," she shrugged her shoulders before sitting down next to me.

Instead of siphoning another supernatural creature’s power to fuel my spell I called upon some dark magic for aid. “Darkness within I harness thee, a metal too strong and stern that even dragon’s breath can’t melt. Face the fire and fire through the throat of my enemy…onslaught and attack!” The witches’ tear spell soon got overshadowed by Freya’s spell as the rain soon turned into snow and froze.

The ticking of the wall clock and the soft murmurs of the city outside created a peaceful background. While rummaging through the documents, a particular file caught my eye. It was labeled "Grey Enterprises: Classified." My curiosity piqued, I opened it, revealing a stack of old documents, financial records and surveillance photographs. My heart skipped a beat when I realized these were remnants of Sebastian Grey’s secret operations. One letter in particular stood out. Gray was called "The Raven" from someone's name. The cryptic language and eerie tone sent chills down my spine. The letter pointed to widespread fraud, suggesting that Gray and Blackwood were merely participants in a larger ga

The words twisted through the air like living things, forming sounds that did not belong to any creature’s tongue. According to hearsay, whenever witches wanted to create magic, they first began with spells. Hearing this strange language now, I furrowed my brow, realizing that these strange words were the spell needed to build the potion she was preparing for me. VWOOOMPH. A mystical substance formed instantly. It looked like a torn fragment of glowing essence, neither fully solid nor liquid. It shimmered faintly like crushed moonlight trapped inside glass as it appeared in her hand all of a sudden.

“How about I teach you a spell? It’s called Wolfbann, but be careful, you might not want to receive its side effects.” “What do you mean?” “Like when witches and wizards use their powers, there is this thing called Balik or return when you cast a spell. Depending on how powerful it is or how you use it, it has an equivalent backlash. You must be prepared for that.” “Well, I have nothing else to do, so why not?” “Great! First, summon your blue essence.”

* *“Translation: Stop whatever is happening around, do not move until I make another sound” As soon as he said it, everyone and everything stopped moving immediately. Lily also didn’t move at all so that Young Chul won’t get suspicious. After that, both brothers looked at each other and nodded. They started reciting the spell together. Young ho raised his hand and started with the first spell, *“Impigritas tenebrarum et lucis, ut obliviscatur eorum quae mox oculis conspexerunt”* *“Translation: Energy of the darkness and light, make them forget what just witnessed their eyes”*

Merlin held his hand out so that Arianna could grab it and siphon some of his magic to help with the spell. "Repeat after me - Phasmatos Siprum, Emnis Abortum, Fasila Quisa Exilum San." Both the witches, Arianna And Zachary Merlin continued to chant the incantation. Simultaneously, " Phasmatos Siprum, Emnis Abortum, Fasila Quisa Exilum San. Phasmatos Siprum, Emnis Abortum, Fasila Quisa Exilum San. Phasmatos Siprum, Emnis Abortum, Fasila Quisa Exilum San."

The monstrous being possessed a primal aura that seemed to seep into the very fabric of the night, casting a chilling shadow over the gathering. Gasps and cries filled the air as fear mingled with awe. The witches, undeterred by the monstrosity before them, began to channel their magic with unwavering focus. They moved in unison, their hands weaving intricate patterns as they invoked ancient spells of protection and banishment. Their voices grew louder, the power of their chants resonating with the forces of the supernatural realm. "Obscurum dispergo! Mala absumo! Aeternum exstinguo!" they cried out, their words piercing through the night.