Archive Magic Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

He was always prepared for a fight, but this time, Aria knew his concern was for her. They arrived at the archives, an ancient chamber buried deep beneath the castle. Dust clung to the air, illuminated by the soft glow of enchanted lanterns. Rows upon rows of books lined the walls, their spines weathered with age. This was where knowledge had been locked away—forgotten, hidden, or feared. Derek moved first, scanning the shelves with a practiced eye. “We’re looking for anything on magic corruption, the effects of dark magic on unborn life, and…” He hesitated, glancing at Magnus before finishing. “And resurrection.”

HOW TO CATCH AND ENSLAVE A FAIRY > Build a silver cage just big enough for one to stand in. > Line the cage with a thin coat of iron. > Melt some iron, add some of your own blood and then mould a personal jewel or trinket. > Attach the jewel or trinket to the Fairy. Once attached, the Fairy can not remove it themselves. > Bind yourself to the Fairy in the way of your supernatural species. > Allow them to return to where they come from often to revive their magic - as once their magic has dissipated, they will not survive.

Calling out each character, I scrolled through until I found one that I liked. “Hobbit, Demon Slayer, Hunter, Angel, Elf, Fairy…” I stopped listing them as I froze on the fairy. Clicking the fairy, I smiled as I was transformed into a fairy. A mirror appeared in front of me, so I could see what I looked like. My hair was long and platinum blonde. My eyes were silver, with silver gems under my eyes and along my cheekbones. With a pair of beautiful silver wings on my back. I was about two inches shorter in the game than I was in real life, standing five foot nothing.

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

She wandered the halls, but Morgan was nowhere, so she set off to search the castle for the archives where she’d hoped to find some writings on mythical creatures and witches. Aria walked through the catacombs of hallways above and below the castle. She’d found many fascinating rooms including dance halls, torture chambers, prison cells, the armory, and trap doors in the guest rooms. The only place she didn’t find was the library. Back on the gallery upon exiting yet another maze of hallways, she sat thoroughly frustrated.

Although I had that power inside me but I knew that it's activation was something really difficult and I had been researching on it all these years when I knew he will return for me. I saw a beautiful rainbow forming in the clouds and as I stepped forward to have a clear view of it a cold pair of hands surrounded my waist and the lips landed on my neck. The grip was too strong for me to even turn my head by an inch, the cold lips kissed my neck as I struggled to free myself. I was about to use my magic to push that person away but almost at that time he bit me which send a wave of screeching pain through my body and instantly drained all the energy out of it a loud scream came out of my mout

Holding onto it tightly in every picture that Aria has sent me whenever she was talking about her day. What truly confused me was about the spell's nature, it hit me like a bolt of lightning. How could such old and dark magic still be around in a world that has practically moved past it? The more I learned, the more I was determined to find Amy and reunite her with Aria. In my mind, I also have a plan for my own. I wanted to punch and break the nose of whoever has the guts to put something so horrible inside a toy intended for a kid.

he said before ending the call. He opened his account and hovered the arrow to open the said mail when another email popped up. His fingers halted as he read the subject: Open this mail if you want to know about Mages. The mail was from an unknown email id, he felt doubts niggling at the back of his mind. Still, he clicked it open. Inside the email, there was an attachment. When he opened it, he was astonished and shocked to find the scanned copy of one of the manuscripts which had supposedly been destroyed centuries ago.

“I feel like a lot of good stuff is coming up. The welcoming ceremony, the Flock of the Eagles, and I mean, I guess at some point you and I will take over as Alpha and Luna.” “I guess we will,” he smiled. “So,” I asked, sliding a handful of nachos onto my plate, “what did you find in the library?” “It’s like – like a journal. Mustapha and I read through it today. It’s… I won’t lie to you, Ari, it’s dark. Full of tales of old dark magick, of using lycanthropes to weave spells and potions to further the powers of the non-magical. A lot of it was nonsensical, ramblings about folklore and experimentation that went wrong. But it was clear on one thing – incredibly so.”

Since she promised him, she decided to go see him before deciding to leave the palace for good. Since it there was time before lunch, she went to her terrasse and took her time to relax and read the witch book. There was many spells for making fire, moving tools, growing herbs faster, and much more. She could understand how to read them but understanding the meaning of some of the spells was another thing, the book had a lot of chapters and as she looked at the next chapter it became harder to understand. It was like upgrading from novice to master, so she had to finish understanding and studying the first chapters to go forward. And it get harder the more you learn.