A Certain Magical Index Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I said through gritted teeth. She just smiled and gave a playful, theatrical bow like she’d just been given a standing ovation. “There’s no way out of it,” she said sweetly, lifting her head, “unless the weaker vessel in the bond dies.” I stared at her in shock, but she just shrugged, unbothered. “The magic started a long time ago, when a witch fell in love with a powerful alpha, head over heels, totally obsessed. But she didn’t believe he loved her the same way. And guess what? This part is really crazy.”

“Tell me-” “It’s because I’m teetering on the edge of a magical abyss. I can become a demon at any moment… And I hope when I do, I’m alone with a Mage so that I get purified quickly.” She hissed pointedly Oh hell no! We can’t purify you! “That upsets you- I can see the look on your face.” She snickered at his dismay. “You really are a fool. Such a stupid man!”

“Focus on our bond and the strength of my love.” She nods and takes another deep breath, blowing it out through pursed lips. I kiss her cheek and leave my nose there, my eyes closing to shut out the rest of the world. All that matters is her and giving her fuel for her gift. The other magic in the room is a distraction, and it doesn’t involve us. We have our part to play, and Maya and her mom will take care of the rest. “Deiectionem magicae turpi corpore.”

114 - Eliza (Flashback) The smell of lavender, sage, roses and dirt washes over me. I love it out in the garden, I can feel my magic tingle in my fingers. I can’t wait for it to manifest. Mama says it should be soon. My sister’s magic woke early cause we are the High Priestess’ daughters. My sister is very powerful, but Mama says mine feels even stronger. She says magic will come when it’s ready and when we are ready for it; that it always knows where it belongs. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions.

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With a final surge of strength, she pressed her hand to his chest, her lips moving in a silent chant. The air shimmered, and they vanished, teleported away in a flash of fae magic, leaving the battlefield behind.The scene shifted one last time, and I was standing in the ruins of the Iron Fang pack lands, the houses reduced to ash, the air heavy with grief. A man in a dark cloak stood in the distance, his hand holding a tiny one—a child’s. Me. He knelt, his face etched with pain, tears streaming down his cheeks as he cupped my face.

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I lay there, tears soaking my pillow, as I realized I was about to be without my best friend, my sister. I got up and sneaked across the hallway into her room. She is asleep when I climb into bed with her. I held her close and cried. I can’t lose her, I just can’t. Millie’s POV Today I realized how weak my magic has become. I really need to strengthen my offensive magic. It's been quite some time since I've had to use it. I check on the girls as I climb into bed. I lay there thinking about the events of today, then I heard light footsteps in the hallway. The girls used to sneak into each other’s bedrooms when they were little. I guess one of them is doing it tonight. It’s amazing how close t

“Whatever they do to you they’ll have to do to me too. I won’t just stand back and let them hurt you. Not again. Not ever.” She looked up at her Prince. He was so dedicated to her and it would be his downfall. Narelle hummed in thought. “I’m curious…” Everyone turned to look at her but she simply stared off into space, her finger gently tapping her cheek. “Sorceress?” Prompted Errant. “Well, the laws state that no one of magical blood shall bed a royal. There is nothing in them about loving one.” Talib snorted. “I hate to be the one to tell you, but I seriously doubt the law has a clause regarding the difference between sleeping with someone for kicks and making love to them.”