A Certain Magical Index Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.

Its color was strange though, it was multicolored, it was really beautiful and she wanted to ask Paige if her mother had a mark like that as well but when she looked at her, Paige was wide-eyed and she was looking at her mark as if she couldn't believe her eyes so she curiously asked her, "Is there something wrong?" Paige then closed her mouth when she realized it was wide open, and she then said to her torn between the embarrassment of her behavior and the amazement at what she had just discovered, "If I tell you that you are the one and only legendary mage in all Astoria, would you believe me?" A legendary mage thought Cassy... Why does that sound so familiar... And then she paled as she r

“I really am. I never meant to make you feel like I was leaving you behind.” She crossed her arms like she was holding herself together. “Then why does it feel like you are.” I exhaled slowly, choosing my words carefully. “Because there is a lot happening right now that has nothing to do with friendship or preference. There is magic involved. Real magic. Dangerous magic. Things that are beyond both of us.” Her eyes searched my face. “Jane and the others are not just friends,” I continued. “They are the only ones who understand what is happening to me. They are the only ones who can help me.”

Morrigan, magic! I pull on my magic again, this time creating a net to surround the rogue so I can contain him long enough to mind link some warriors. Oh wait, I can’t do that yet, I haven’t been initiated into the back. Well fuck, looks like I get to contact my mate. Fuck me. Morrigan! Magic! NOW!

I pout as playfully as I can while looking like a bloody mess. "Why not? I'll beg so fucking good for you." Bethany's gaze heats, and for a moment, I'm sure she's going to indulge my raging newfound kink. But then her attention lowers to the rest of my body, and her lips press together. "You're still healing, Jayan." "Your magical pussy would heal me faster." "My pussy is not magical." I smirk. "It totally is. Besides, you’re a caster, caster’s magical pussy." "Am I?" she arches a brow quizzically.

There was a male groan and female exclamation. He looked at me, his eyes wide, and then grinned. “Someone’s fornicating against the door to the chamber, Siorin,” he was delighted by it, pure Fae mischief in his eyes. “I have a suspicion we might have been overheard.” He relaxed, collapsing against me again. My magic, I realised, caused ogres to nap to lullabies, wind to rise to nursery rhymes, mages to lose control to my moans, and tavern patrons to fornicate when I... “Oh,” I flushed, embarrassed.

Because if so, that was cheating. Magnus remained motionless; his phone now forgotten. His fingers drummed imperceptibly against his thigh, a barely-there rhythm that only he could feel. His tattoo beneath his shirt seemed to pulse with a soft, curious energy. Restless energy. "I mean, I've always been fascinated by supernatural stuff," Cathy rambled on, oblivious to Magnus's lack of verbal response. She had to keep talking, take her mind elsewhere, because her vaginal muscles were clenching and unclenching as though she were about to orgasm. "My friends back home thought I was weird but come on! Magical creatures living right alongside humans? That's mind-blowing! And here I am, sitting nex

I don't understand if I'm hearing a voice of a man or a girl. "Let's go away," says Finn. I pinched his hand and pushed harder my nails. "Don't you dare decide for myself." "Are you there, Kagome? Please, come out. We need to talk." I had no choice, Finn suddenly flew, and he included me without even asking. Dark magic is all I have right now since I'm not yet regaining my energy. So I cast him a spell to make him limp for a day. I have to go back and make sure who barges in.

Yet, I wanted to believe that he was performing for me, even when I knew it was impossible. “The magic isn’t beyond the mundane. It’s in the mind, thoughts and desires of the mundane.” Kian started shuffling the deck of cards deftly with swift expert hands as if all those cards had an unhealthy affinity to his fingers, his touch… I hugged Kys tighter against my breasts. I licked my lips, my eyes taking in every flex of his fingers, the veins on his arms and his muscles. Squeezing my legs tighter, I tried not to desire beyond the mundane, because I knew magic does not happen to people like me.

"You will be my Luna, and together we will rule the pack." I smiled, knowing in my heart that he was the one. The mate I had been waiting for. He was my forever. ** I was in the library again, searching through files when one particular diary caught my attention. I opened it, reading the first page. The next day – Day 1 The subject has amazing magical capabilities. No reaction to anti-magic properties has been observed. The connection between the subject’s magic and soul seems to deepen with further care.