A Certain Magical Index Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

The most destructive of all magic and not just that, failure to get the right spell on time will eat the practitioner from the inside. Her both hands folded and rolling over each other. She released her little and index finger, still rolling them over each other. Blue Sigils that even I couldn't understand began to form around her arm and fist and she didn't even have any sign of fatigue on her face. She took her eyes away from me, swinging her bleach blonde cut hair, still having a few tucked behind her left ear. She focused her eyes at the god, I had no idea of what was going on until I heard his screams. The force of his hoof slowly loosing grip. Maria, contradictorily grasped for air and

Not just my life depended on it now, but my child's, Rosalie, Ronn, Chris, Ruby and everyone that wanted to be out of here as well. "Excezerra ver arouz ligato nix sour ver arouz isto canuz hors d'oeuvre…." I continued, I was as weak as fuck, my eyes glowed blue for few seconds before it turned black and my blood grew cold. I felt cold instantly. An enormous amount of magic seeped from me, a smile crept on my lips. She was free. ~~~ Hi guys!!! I would really love to hear your comments so far on the book: Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny.

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.

Because it’s been a while she performed witchcraft and she is anxious because one mistake will put her in danger. The forest is enchanted, not because of the creatures but the magic it stored for years. Her magic is not ordinary and if someone smelled her witchcraft from miles away, that will be the end of her life. As soon as she stepped out from her dazed thoughts, she went to her room to glance at the sharp angular faced, handsome man who she thought will be her lover for eternity. Her eyes softened but constrict when she noticed the little baby in his arms. Father and daughter were sleeping soundly. This made her heart set on fire but she knows well that she can’t harm the child, just to

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

“It’s called a thought construct, imagination given form by your shard energy. Pretty cool right?” “Yeah, I thought I’d have to chant and create pretty little sigils though” He scoffs “I’m pretty sure you don’t want to spend a year or two learning every entire sigil in the history of magic.” I grab the glowing sword and swing it around. “ How do you do it then?” I lunge at X with my sword held above my head. “Oh, it’s just this thing at the back of my neck... It’s called the Index, it contains knowledge of all elven spells, and how to use them.” He says as he sidesteps me, kicking me into the ground.

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.