Zelda Spellman Novels & Stories

It was a poison no werewolf wanted at all so they understood why Rex almost hurt Yael, but wait when they came in the man was so docile. “Wait did she…, no that spell is… she can’t… no!” Zane stammered not knowing what to say or think. From savage to that docile only one spell came to mind but as far as he remember the spell was forbidden. When Rex explained how he almost hurt Yael and to the way they found him that the only thing that came to mind. It was the only spell capable of making one this docile and submissive. “What is it and what spell are you talking about?” Dalton asked feeling worried. He felt like what Zane wanted to say was not good.

Her face was covered in mud but I could see the fear in her eyes. "Amber? I muttered as I made to go to her but I felt some kind of power pulling me back. I turned and saw Queen Zelda, hand stretched out to me and I knew at once that she has casted a spell on me. I tried to move myself but I could not. It was as if an invisible hand had held me tight and was dragging me backwards. I turned to Jacob to see if he could go to Amber but he too was under Queen Zeldas spell. Alpha Grayson, Alpha Herald and Alpha Damien too were stiff, unmoving. That was when I heard the roar behind me.

They were pretty, but they were destined for the bin. "I see you've come to grovel," she gloated. "Good luck with that." "Pardon me?" he asked. Belle rolled her eyes. Was he stupid or what? "I've been reading about witchcraft," she said, holding up the book in her good hand. "I know the spell has been deflected back onto you times three." "Oh?" Damien asked. "It says that?" Belle shook her head, wondering why he was playing dumb. "You know it does. You're the expert in this stuff. How does it feel, to be on the receiving end?"

"Endore died in front of me, and there is no way she can be alive after handling the powerful spell of that dark witch." "Are you sure? It was a dark witch?" Wylder asked. "Positive. I have seen her once. I don’t know her name." "What was the name of the other party in the contract except for Tiara?" "It was…" "Zelda?" "Yes! Yes! The one. But how do you know this name?" Circe said, nodding her head. "Because the dark witch about whom you are talking is Zelda," Wylder said, gritting his teeth.

“Those refuse to listen to me.” He gave a small nod. “Defensive spells are tricky.” “I thought so,” Zayla said. “You know them well, don’t you?” “Yes,” he said, a little more confident this time. She smiled faintly. “Back home, I had a spell teacher. I never thought I’d find someone like that again.” Her voice dropped slightly. “But maybe I have.” She held the book out halfway between them. “Would you… maybe teach me?” The man paused, studying her for a moment. Then he nodded.

Even with her lively and lovely looking fashion choice resembling that of a doll, her expression and posture silently screams arrogance and 'keep a mile distance' at first glance. "I-Is that—" "What's so shocking, 'big brothers'?" That annoyingly high-pitched voice, there is no way they would not recognize it. "Zelda!?" the brothers blurted in chorus. Fourteen years old Zelda is a talented mage notable for her wide knowledge in everything animal and beast-related information. She is the adopted daughter of an old mage woman who resides in the town who is renowned for her healing skills and great mystical wisdom, which she provides for the town folks free of charge. Even at her age, her maste

"I know you think that I may be out of my mind, but I beg you allow her to be whole again." He didn't say a word and retired back to the shelf. After a minute of waiting, he returned once again with the book in his hands. "My name is Zod and I can help you with the spell. You can only cast such dangerous spell in this place and no where else." He informed as he handed over the book to me. I totally understood what he was speaking about. The people believed that magic doesn't exist. And prior to being a Werewolf hunter, I believed the same theory. However, with the number of wolves I had killed, I believe magic was real.

I took the key card I was given and headed downstairs from the lift, everyone was already waiting outside the building the engine running, I handed the bags to one of the gaurds to put in the boot careful not to jolt Zelda as she nestled back into my shoulder. ‘Leaving so soon,’ I heard her husky voice before I could see her. ‘What did you do to us?’ I questioned as she walked out into view a mischievous expression on her face. ‘Just a memory spell, it will just distort you time here,’ she stated casually looking at her nails. ‘What did you do to Zelda?’ I whispered my anger rising. ‘Nothing, it’s 3.30am she’s just tired,’ she looks affronted by my accusation. She walks over turning to the s

She said. "Whatever it is, I am ready." James walked to his drawer and brought out a spell book and a wand. "You don't really need your spell book." Zephyra said. "It is just a small spell." James wasn't disappointed. He needed someone of royal blood to permit him to cast a spell. He needed it desperately. "I want you to help me make some fushes appear so my father thinks that I caught them." "But wouldn't that be wrong?" "Will you cast the spell or not?" Zephyra made that sound as respectfully as she could.

"But now, I want to take you somewhere so we can do something important." "What is it?" We're going to the sea to swim and dive." My eyes widened, and colors rapidly drained from my face. Even my fingers began trembling uncontrollably. The woman Rylan loved, Sloane, came from an ordinary family. She was gentle and kind. After news of our wedding broke, she went to the seaside to clear her head, only to run into an accident during a diving trip. No one managed to save her in time. After her death, Rylan's attitude toward me changed completely.