A Magical Journey Novels & Stories

James wouldn't talk to me because of the fight we had last time so as usual I went to my study room. I wished I could stop overthinking. I was so tired; all I wanted to do was relax. The sun was setting and my father and my brother were out of their rooms, still not talking of course. My father's eyes looked puffy and my brother looked pale as something dreadful had happened to him but without further inquiry we started moving towards our tribe's outskirts. The journey went in silence and the nearer we were getting to our destination, the farther I wanted to run and finally we reached there.

Tsk. I can feel that he’s staring at me but I just ignored him. I’ll just do my most favorite thing to do and that is to sleep. After several hours the car finally stopped so I opened my eyes. I got out of the car. I was awed when I saw a big golden gate in front of me and Magisch Academy is written at the top of it.

he replied. “What is he lecturing you on?” I wondered. “Never mind,” he brushed it off. “We’ll get free of this cesspool, and I will cast a portal to our next destination.” “Another book?” I asked him. “Indeed.” The mages, apparently, had learnt their lesson not to confront him, and as we passed beyond the boundaries of the city, we were not pursued, except for by a handful of birds that circled overhead. “Not so discrete,” he commented, with dry amusement. We were passing through fields, tall corn framing the road. “We’ll give it a little longer,” he decided, “and then I’ll cast a portal to the next location.”

But maybe that had been a mistake. Early the next morning, we all gathered at the entrance to the Heart of Magic. The Guardian had provided us with supplies and transportation - magical horses that could run faster than any normal animal. "Remember," the Guardian told us as we prepared to leave, "you are all connected now. If one of you is in trouble, the others will know. Use that bond to help each other." Gabriel had grown restless during the night, as if he knew we were going on a journey. Now he seemed excited, making happy baby sounds and reaching toward the tunnel that led to the surface.

Mysterious said and they all stopped. " Well mysterious we are heading towards the direction of the vase of Immortality, This is the passage to the world where you would be granted five wishes and then Pov back to the entrance and everything disappears and it appears back once in a thousand years so that's why we are heading towards that realm " Storm answered and Mysterious was dumbstrucked.

The closer he got to the place they called Avalon he worried he had been sent on a fools errand, ‘Surely if this magical place existed it would be a paradise?’ He thought miserably as another wave of sharp icy particles hit him full in the face, this time with enough force to break his skin and blood trickled into his eyes. Magenta had warned him he must not break his journey to rest but he was in grave danger of dropping Tegan through sheer exhaustion and then he saw it. He had to blink away the blood and tears from his eyes to clear his vision but it was not a mirage, right ahead of him was a tiny patch of clear blue sky.

Her presence commanded the room. My pale skin burned at her glow. Her eyes shone brightly, the bright light illuminated the room. Her magical essence captured the room and filled the both of us. She looked right into my eyes, her voice like thunder and shook the ground beneath us. “You must walk the sacred journey. You must walk the journey of Axula immediately…”

Closer. The silver ocean darkened beneath it. Not with corruption. With absence. The feeling of roads ending. Journeys finishing. Stories concluding. Then Mira finally spoke. Her voice barely audible. "That's the End." Silence. The words echoed across realities. The End. Not death. Not destruction. Something older. Something fundamental. The figure on the horizon stopped walking. It looked toward them. Luke couldn't see its face. Could barely see its shape. Yet he knew it was watching.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!