Word Spells Novels & Stories

I hollered when we ran through the garden. Beautiful flowers were grown there to attract any eyes with great attraction to beauty. Red and pink roses littered the floor and formed a huge 'M' shape representing the Marshalls. A large fountain also gushed out clean water which didn't only add to the beauty but also served as a way of feeding the plants. They ranged from purple lilies, white sunny flowers, tulips, Chery blossom, bluebells, and a host of others. Their beauty seemed innocent but it would cost an expert to realize that most of the flowers were wolfsbane and were shielded by magic called the glamour spell. Glamour spells help by using beauty to shield an object and sometimes even a

Sunlight streamed through the window onto the back of my hand, feeling warm and pleasant. I looked up, met Alice's sincere gaze, and slowly said, "Officer, your wish will come true. From now on, we will both be safe and sound and live long lives." As soon as I said that, a gentle spring breeze blew outside the window. Magnolia petals drifted down from the trees, scattering fragrant beauty all over the ground. I knew I never had to stay silent anymore.

My first meeting with her. “Freku sa tilolo fis eku nas ti lalin.” He chants, making the whole place instantly dirt-free. “And here I was, thinking it’s -ti lalon.” I say about the spell “Ti lalon or ti lalin, can go both ways depending on who is using it; A warlock or a Witch.” He tells me “Well, I did know that some words are gender specific but I just never thought it would have to do with a single letter.” I mutter thoughtfully

She cleared her throat, "note, only a galdr and a chanting spell can be woven, as for the word spell; it has only to be read and mastered." She opened the large brown book on top of the desk. "When weaving a spell the most important thing, of course, are your words and your undivided attention. And spells, as they're won't to, are very tricky; so, be careful what you weave for. With the right wording and construction I believe your spell can fall into perfection, but be careful as it can also fall into gaping loopholes inform of careless wording and mismatched meanings."

“It took me a long time to even start spelling the spells properly to start using them and then I began making all kinds of mistakes.” “Really?” Now that had me interested. “Tell me about your witchy days.” Her laugh echoed through the empty room. “Well, all my spells are actually Latin words with the literal meanings. Like if I want to set something on fire, I say ‘Incensa’!” She held up her hand and a small ball of fire bloomed in her palm, which she then quashed with her hand. “It literally translates to ‘set fire’.” “So then…what if there are similar spells for Fae as well!” A light bulb suddenly went up in my head. “What if we had been doing this whole thing wrong and I need to read out

my legs feel like jello. Arron grabs me a chair to sit in. “ thank you, but can we talk about the wolf in the room? “ we both bust out in laughter. Arron says, “You still silly? I do miss that you are my best friend truly. “ shrugging my shoulders, I reply, “You know how I do. It’s nothing. “Brushing nonexistent smoke off my shoulders, I get up and head to the bathroom. I stop to look in the mirror. I know we scratched each other up, but I don’t see any scratches, just a few hickies. My mouth feels sore. I open my mouth and see little bites on my tongue. I touch my cheeks, thinking about how we just had the best sex that was better than any other time I go to pee; feeling a pinch in my stom

I walked into hell by myself, knowing there was no other way but to keep moving. "Spells. We have been at this topic for a month and I would be happy if we concluded it this week. What other name is a spell called in ancient Egypt"? Mr. Gregory was astonished by the character the students portrayed while in class. Some were sleeping while others were busy pressing their phones. I could have sworn that I saw my classmates kissing. I knew the answer to the question for sure but that didn't mean I was going to answer the question, just the same way I never answered any questions Mr. Gregory asked.

I took a deep breath and stared at his hand. “Reveal,” I began my spell. It started like before. The glowing spiral started circling around the hall, surrounding us. But there was also something different, the words went faster. I could hardly see the signs or separate the words in the demonic language. “Slow down!” I ordered raising my hands. The demonic power listened to my voice, and suddenly the signs became more readable. “This… is amazing…” Samil muttered, observing the stream of energy which floated from his hand and spun around the hall.

"Emily, this spell you speak of, it's ancient and powerful. But with such power comes great risk. How can we be sure it won't backfire and cause more harm than good?" I took a deep breath, meeting Rowan's gaze. "I understand your concerns. This spell is not without its dangers. But we are facing annihilation. The Order of the Silver Moon is planning a full-scale assault on our town. We have no choice but to use every tool at our disposal." Elijah stepped forward, his deep voice commanding attention. "The spell's risks are great, yes. But I have seen what The Order is capable of. They will not stop until every werewolf is eradicated. This spell could give us the edge we need to survive."

I mumbled. “He doesn’t mind. My wolf loves you as much as i do, with or without your wolf.” He said. My heart beats faster when I hear the word “Love”. I think that this is the first time he ever said that word. “I can’t…. satisfy you.” I said. He suddenly chuckled. “Are you kidding me?” I frowned, slightly surprised by his reaction. “I can never do… all.. that..” I’m literally running out of words. “You cannot do all those animalistic sex stuff with me!”