A Certain Magical Index Wiki Novels & Stories

"What secret?" Shaking her head with a sigh, Aisha explained, "It seems I'll have to explain it to you again. The magical tower is a unique dimension formed by the fusion of dark and light energies. You might not fully grasp it as I explain it, but you should be aware that the evil god desires to devour the lower dimensions. All the energy consumed by the evil god can manifest in this magical tower. Everyone who appears here is an enemy of the magical tower's fated master. That makes me your enemy too." Wilbur frowned and asked, "Why are you telling me all this?"

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

"What magic could do this?" "That is the troubling part, My Queen," replied Lady Wisteria, Councilor of Magic. Her violet eyes glowed faintly as she spoke. "The magical signature matches nothing in our records. It is not dragon fire, nor human, nor even the wild magic of the borderlands." "Phoenix fire," murmured Lord Rowan, Councilor of Knowledge. His skin, the colour of aged parchment, seemed to rustle as he shifted in his seat. "The pattern bears resemblance to ancient accounts of the phoenix's fire."

"He kept showing up when I felt worst. Said weird things about my energy." A beat of silence. Then Derek exhaled, shaking his head. "Energy draining is rare. Some call it ‘witch sickness.’ There’s no real cure, just… prevention." He abruptly changed the subject, pulling a book from the shelf. "This spell sharpens memory. Temporary, but useful before exams." As he leaned in to point out a passage, his shoulder brushed hers—and he froze. "Your magic," he murmured. "It feels… different." Rita forced a laugh. "Probably Pru’s amulet." She tapped the charm at her throat—a decoy.

She was the oldest member of our pack, old enough to remember when Alpha James and Luna Catherine were still alive. "Sage," Beta Marcus said respectfully, though I could hear the irritation in his voice. "We weren't expecting you." "I felt the magical disturbance from here," she said, studying Thelma with knowing eyes. "Blood magic gone wrong. Very dangerous. Very painful." "Can you help her?" I asked urgently. Sage moved closer, placing one gnarled hand on Thelma's forehead. She closed her eyes for a moment, and I saw her lips moving in some kind of silent chant.

The layout of nested circles and crisscrossing elemental conduits glowed softly in the air between us. I recognized it at once. “The containment matrix,” Iris breathed. Evelina inclined her head. “The relic beneath Obscura isn’t just a relic.” She said. “It’s a nexus point for a much larger magical network built during the twilight of the dragon war.” Maeve leaned forward in her seat to stare up at the projection. “You’re saying this whole fucking campus is sitting on top of a magical draining engine?” She asked. Evelina inclined her head again. “Precisely.”

he asked mockingly. "Xavier, how is it possible?" his aunt's voice instantly put him on alert. Even Sebastian sat up straighter. "What happened?" the Alpha King asked. "The magical spell I had cast on the library, the section that comprises books about our Kind has been breached... by a human girl."

A wave of magical energy sent me to my knees again. Fuck! Rowena! I scanned around, muttering subtle chants. I tried to connect to the foreign wave of magical energy spilling around in an attempt to pinpoint Rowena's location. I trailed the foreign magical energy. It led me away from the clearing field. The more I kept trailing after the magical energy, It dawned on me from the route I was taking that the magical energy was coming from the the witches cemetery within the Pack's territory.

For Aida, Ladon was the most unsuitable creature to be the first to find the supreme good, with the horrible result of proclaiming himself king and, with his own orders, doing everything that followed then. Now he moves heaven and earth to find the gem again. All this anxiety and longing have made him even more abrupt and nervous. He will not calm down until the gem is found and everything is done as before. Everything like HE would like to be. But Aida was determined not to let this happen again at any cost. In the fifty years since the gem disappeared, she had developed the power of her mind through relentless practice. Shortly after the gem disappeared, she managed to meet the greatest wi

You can be too, if you just stay with me until the end and listen very, very carefully. In the year 3012, in the reality of Earth 61235, more commonly called as the Majikku Reality, or simply the Magical World, it was rumored that the Dark-Cored wizards have started attacking again. There has been a century of peace in the realm people have become lenient and relaxed. However, eveeything changed when Light-Cored Wizards and Witches started dying.