Alphabet Lore Magnet Novels & Stories

Golden for the birth of crown Red for bringing up the dawn Niveus for the day of rebirth Blue to bring the magic down White for when one is wilted down Scarlet when the hunt is back again Silver blades rise on victory march Love will patch our tattered hearts Smoke on the summon of spirits you choose Black coffins when endowed are buried down Happiness when the lost returns No forbearance for the illicit affairs Lapis Patera when the pure blades rise Nigros for slaughter of the demonic souls Taç for the pure and just reign.

“Fool! You damnable and lowly Eastern Battle God. You have no idea what terrible existence you’re facing! How dare you provoke an archmage?! You’re simply seeking death!” Gustav was furious. The black mage cloak behind him was branded with a special red-gold rune. That was the symbol of the Ancient One. It was a symbol of a huge golden cogwheel, while the teeth were made up of knights’ swords. In the middle of the cogwheel, there was a golden orb that symbolized the sun. Levitation Cloak! Only an archmage could possess a levitation cloak! The levitation cloak had no self-awareness and would establish telepathy with its owner. It could move with just one thought.

Not pristine—centuries of dust couldn’t be erased—but free of any trace of the battle. The altar remained untouched. He couldn’t destroy it even if he wanted to. Its stone was older than any magic he could conjure. But the inscriptions remained. And that was a problem. Not for Soren. For the Lycán King. Because when Alaric descended into that basement—and he would—he would find an altar in the Dark Tongue that no one around him could fully read. Except, perhaps, his omega who “fainted from fear” with suspicious frequency.

] [You have acquired Chaos magic affinity! "Huh...that was unexpected" David frowned and closed the notification, "I got Chaos magic, what did you get?" "Animal magnetism affinity, whatever that means." Kevin frowned in confusion, "what the hell does this even mean?" "I am clueless as you are." David shrugged and cracked his shoulders, some ice and skin fell to the ground "When we get more reputation you should ask someone, who knows? Maybe it's something amazing." "I was going to do that anyway."

The air here smelled different— herbs, something bitter and earthy, and beneath it all, the faint metallic tang of magic. Alaric knocked twice on the heavy oak door before pushing it open. "Endora," he called, his voice softer than that usual. "I want you to meet Lilac, my Luna." There goes the introduction! I should be used to it by now, right? The inside of the cottage was warm, lit by the golden glow of dozens of candles. Dried herbs hung from the ceiling, their fragrances mingling with the scent of burning sage. Shelves lined the walls, crammed with jars of powders, tinctures, and things I couldn’t, and didn’t want to, identify.

We got distracted by the adorable little Alpha Heir and his antics. “I still have your gift, Lena,” I say, reaching into my pocket for the small package that contains the amulet I had made. “This is special. I had it made especially for you. It will shift with you, unlike human jewelry and takes a special kind of mage to make. It is a protective amulet.” Lena turns the shimmering blue opal talisman in her hand and scrunches her face at the unusual dragon hide base that will fasten it to her neck like a choker and then she raises an eyebrow at me.

I finally snapped, losing my temper, "And be quick about it, I don't have all fucking day." "Apologies, Alpha Jamal," he replied coolly, bowing his head, "I will try to be as clear as possible." "Thank you." He looked up at me, "Methis, is basically like a magnet and supernatural beings around her are like iron." He placed reached for the cupboard placing a dusty old magnet on the table and moving around some metallic shards around it. "At a certain distance, she is undetectable to them, almost invisible even, but once they get close to her, close enough to feel her around them, they can't help themselves." He dragged one of the shards close and let it go, clinking to the magnet instantly.

I didn't look back for the fear of what Sage might do when I'm off guard. "That band possess more strength and power than you can bear especially when you don't have a knowledge of it. It can save and destroy. If you use it wrongly it can destroy our whole kingdom dear." Mom hurriedly explained and I could see the others nodding as well from the corner of my eyes. "So what do I do?" I was lost.

It stuck out against all the Ignisian-style decor. "That's..." Charlotte's expression shifted dramatically. "It must've been during the last renovation. It's probably for important documents or something." Aria walked slowly toward the safe, feeling a chill in the air. The magnetic field around it was all over the place, as if something was interfering with it. "According to esoteric principles, silver represents the element of metal, and metal suppresses wood." Aria ran her fingers lightly across the safe's cold surface. "This spot used to be your Wisdom Corner. Sticking a metal box here crushes the family's intelligence and luck."

"They aren't magic. They're Instructions." At the center of the magnetite vault sat a man who looked nothing like the "Chairman" or the "Algorithm." He didn't wear white silk or obsidian glass. He was draped in the Pelt of the First Luna, a hide that shimmered with the dead starlight of a thousand years. He sat upon a throne of Petrified Wolf-Bone, and in his lap lay the Primal Loom-Spindle—the device that had birthed every "Audit" in history.