A Lesson In Magic Novels & Stories

he claimed. "I understand, Mr. Sadler," I responded softly. Andrew went silent for a moment on the other end of the call before he hung up. My knuckles whitened as I gripped my phone tightly. Night had befallen the city at this point. I was going to return to that house and retrieve my personal documents before leaving for good. This entire year of "treatment" had only taught me one thing—how to gracefully walk away and never look back.

I laugh a little, shaking my head at her, not getting it. “Please, Faiza. Explain.” “Look, close-up magic is nerdy as hell,” she says, leaning forward and talking to me seriously now. “But it teaches you a great deal about how to do things in plain sight. And if you can’t even sneak marbles into your sexy brother’s pockets –“ “Oh, don’t be gross,” I sigh, wrinkling my nose at her again. She just laughs, grinning at me, “then you clearly need to learn how to be faster and sneakier with your hands. It all makes sense.”

It’s a stark departure from the light, defensive magic Kris taught me, but necessity dictates I adapt. Nastassja opens the grimoire, her fingers tracing the ancient symbols on the page. “We start with a binding spell. It’s essential for stopping someone in their tracks—useful if you need to escape or gain the upper hand in a confrontation.” As we delve into the spells, I realize the complexity and power involved. Nastassja is a demanding teacher, precise and critical, but I can feel myself growing stronger, more confident in my abilities.

“Henry, stop wasting your breath on her. You want the inhaler? Sure. Kneel and beg me for it. Then, I’ll give this piece of junk back to you.” Susie’s breathing was getting weaker. Her little face had turned as pale as paper. Looking at her frail state, a chill ran down my spine. I knew I could wait no longer. “Fine,” I said. “You want one million? I’ll give you ten million.” Both Henry and Linda froze, clearly not expecting me to give in. They immediately handed me a phone and told me to gather the money. “It looks like your family will have to sell your house, your car, and even your blood to come up with that much. Take it as a lesson. Next time, don’t mess with people you shouldn’t provo

We sat in the quiet room. “Gabriel,” I said. “Mm.” “Your father was right, about most things.” “I know.” “It’s insufferable,” I said. He smiled. “In the best possible way,” he said. I picked up the folder, put it in my bag and stood up. “Come on,” I said. “I have a lesson at two.” He stood. “Theo?” he said. “Theo,” I said. “What are you teaching?” he said. “The Great Gatsby,” I said. “The green light.”

I'm determined to make him open his eyes and realize that the world is full of colors and that not everything is monotone. Before I know it, it's the final class of the day, Magical Enhancement. It also seems to be the only class that I am struggling with. I share the lesson with Aphelion, but without him here, I'm too self-conscious to try and practice any of my unique magic skills.

I exit the building into the warm afternoon and can see a crowd of students gathering around a circular area on the grass, I quicken my pace as I don’t want to miss anything, I make it just in time as the teacher I am assuming starts to talk. He spots me and tells everyone that I am to be attending some of their lessons. But as everyone turns towards me I freeze at the realisation that the whole class is full of males. So many pairs of eyes staring at me, some have darkened some have flashed a certain colour and others just look normal, but I am assuming there is no normal here. The teacher clears his throat and instructs everyone to pair up, we will be learning to call forth our magic while

Anton. ____ The next day, magic practice was performed. When the lesson started, we went straight to the training room which was more like a stadium. "As the teacher said yesterday, today a magic exercise is held to find out each other's magic potential and form teams of 3 to 6 people." Rani walked towards a stage-like place on which there was a crystal ball.

“Abs? Really?” “You’re too lazy to get them yourself, you’re welcome.” He gets serious now. “Enough talk, it’s time to work. Close your eyes.” I close my eyes, not really sure of what to expect. Normally, right now, I’d be with some girl in a restaurant, after that, we would go to her lodge and the rest would be history. But here I am, learning magic. “ Imagine something simple, like a stick, form the image in your mind.” The image is relatively easy to form, so I decide to do more, the stick becomes sharper, takes on a hilt and becomes a katana. “I got it, what next?”

"Witches are beautiful, and you're not an exception—close your eyes, and I will show you a portion of what you're capable of." My eyelids flutter close, and Lucy squeezes my hands. Tingles start inside my shoes, and I have to bite my lower lip at the thousand needles feeling traveling up my legs. Warmth spread within me, circling inside my chest and building up a vortex. "That's good, and now channel that magic, and give it to me." Without hesitation, I let Lucy have the accumulated energy, and then I'm allowed a glimpse of his train of thoughts. I see a mattress, bedsheets, and when I open my eyes, we are sitting on soft materials.