Altered Time Fire Mage Novels & Stories

Adrien suddenly winked at the warden, who got the hint and whispered to Kisa, "I'm not lying to you. The reason the fire was not investigated back then was because he did a lot to cover it up, and he could because he was powerful. And he still is. Otherwise, do you think I can cover up the incident with my ability?" Adrien, who had been silent all this while, suddenly flicked off the ashes from his cigarette and then said in a low voice to the warden, "No wonder you told me back then that Gilbert had nothing to do with the fire. It turned out that he was behind it. I didn't really expect that." Kisa stared at the ceiling with a pale face. 'No wonder. Who else but Gilbert has the power to des

After hearing the young man's question, the woman chuckled as enlightenment came and hit her mind. "This is my original form," she calmly said, "But I'm not the one whom you saw changing appearance before. My appearance can change by the way I adjust my body's time. My magic cannot copy other faces or adjust it to make a totally different person.” The young man was stunned for a few seconds before his eyes gradually widened as his lips parted. “Time manipulation?! Isn't that hard to master?" the man, who was usually silent—unless it was about Luna—and just an observer, asked in a bewildered tone.

“And besides, we’d rather not have you freezing time again by accident. Remember last week? We were stuck in mid-blink for thirty whole seconds.” Heat rushed to my cheeks. “That was an accident! I’ve been practicing. I can pulse and rewind time now. Don’t you think it’s time I learned something new?” Lily shook her head. “Even if we wanted to, we can’t. Witches are limited when it comes to time magic. And besides we don’t know enough to guide you deeper.” “And,” Lila added with a shrug, “all the history books say Chronokeepers are dangerous. So, for now, we’re teaching you mana control. Contain your energy, sharpen your focus, and your attacks will grow stronger.”

"Your father and the entire gang think you're dead. If anyone needs to explain anything, it's you." Brand's anger faltered, replaced by confusion. He stepped back, his expression shifting as he struggled to piece things together. "The symbol . . . your strength . . . the Cave . . . Are you a werewolf or a mage?" "I'm a fire mage," I replied, watching as his demeanor changed yet again. His voice softened, hesitant. "Are you . . . like me?" 'He's sharp,' Naila said. 'Just like his father.' "Yes, I am," I admitted. "Now will you talk to me?"

He held out his palm, allowing it to open before the night sky as a ball of flame came to life, crackling and hungry for a flesh to burn. His wolf congratulated him as if the mere summoning of his fire awakened the beast within. Ansel knew he had always been the most talented in fire magic in this pack. And now that he’s an Alpha…it just made his magic more deadlier and fiercer. He’ll stand a chance with the Shadow Rose Alpha. He has proved it many times. Magic to magic. Dark shadows against bright flames. “What are you doing?” Alpha Alain hissed. He mirrored the gritting of the Alpha’s teeth.

Cruella stepped back and raised her hands up, the barrier spreading across the entire city. “Let the memories of these events, cease to even be past tense. Wipe the slate as clean as air, let no recollection haunt them ne'er.” She recited loudly and the entire city went dark for a few seconds before the lights came back on and the barrier disappeared. Cruella turned around and discovered that even her mates and Carly had been caught in the time spell. She walked up to them before reversing the spell and everything and everyone started moving again. The cops immediately got into the vehicles and drove away, Mrs. Cushion just walked away as though none of them were there and Zina looked up at

Beta Chancy growls at his men, as he struggles to regain his footing, blood and gore rolling down his shoulders as he moves his head, his eyes white and blind as the spell reanimates him and struggles to keep itself going within the aura of my new form, which seems to feed not only off the natural energy of the world around us, but from every device and stored spell within the room–including those that make him work. “KILL THEM ALL!” Chancy growls, not seeing that his men are scattering, most of them dead and dying at the hands of the gammas that were only a moment ago prone beneath their blades. “KILL THEM…” With a sickening pop, his screams stop and he falls to the ground again, this time

I breathed it in, letting it comfort me like sunlight. Damian let me stay like that for a moment and then gently helped me lean back against the pillows. "There is something you need to know about what happened in the fire." "I felt it. The fire was not hurting me." "Nadia says you have something called Moonfire. It is a Silverclaw Luna ability from a long time ago. It came up in you because dark magic was used on you, and the fire was the trigger. Your wolf was not hurt because she was being fed by it,” Damian explained.

Famallumi interrupted before Halafarin could offer a retort, "I could very well create an illusion with my magic and hide your movements." "You can make it something natural looking, without monsters or history lessons?" Rhychard remembered the Lore Master Apprentice's power, having witnessed the elf's recitation of the beginning of time. The very air around them had been charged with power as the scenes Famallumi recited came to life around them to the point that even the building they sat in had seemed to disappear as they were taken back in time. The floor had turned to earth, the ceiling to sky, and people moved around them, all while they sat on the couch listening to Famallumi's weavin

His curiosity wouldn't allow him to walk away without knowing the answer. Holding out a hand, Agent flexed his Chaos magick, pleased to find that it was indeed growing inside the healing bubble. Doll was saturated in Chaos magick, but there was something else. Another energy Agent didn't recognize but Tricksy's memories were able to identify it as Orangelo tarot magick. But it wasn't exactly a healing spell. It was a spell that warped time. That was how the healing happened. Time moved faster in some parts of the body than others, healing wounds before they could affect the rest of Doll.