Baca Novel Magic Hour Novels & Stories

I told the empty space in my heart. I didn’t sleep at all. The whole night I looked at the moon and stayed on the balcony until morning. A servant asked me to come and eat breakfast. The servant led me to the living room. I didn’t notice the furnishings last night but now, in the light, it looked brilliant. Mahogany chairs and tables. Cream walls and silver lined curtains. The couches were lime green with black lining. I looked at the table. A lady was basking in the sun outside and Sil was sitting on a chair. She changed her clothes. She looks well rested. Unfortunately, I didn’t look any better.

"You're not scared, good. You might just be my kryptonite and I don't mind. Just don't get yourself killed if I actually do fall in love with you" He spins around on his heels and walks away, his dark blue cloak trailing behind him. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and plop down on the bed, a smile on my face. What can I say? I guess I'm so whipped for my demon. **** Azalea and I decided to explore the library while Zeron's meeting with the council elders was going on. I found a book titled ; The History of Ice Witches. Then I read about The True Nature of the Shadow magic.

Everyone's eyes widened. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "Yeah, he visited me." Okay, so this is the short intro to what y'all should be expecting in the second part of MAGICAL. You won't be disappointed. Continue to support the book. I love y'all 🤗💖. I'm sorry I had to make a separate author's note for this one. Chapter 31 is coming up shortly. Thanks💖💖 NB: Please note that the rest of the chapters aren't really available cause I'm still working on them. Nevertheless, I'll try to continue with the daily updates.

The town below was engulfed in a kaleidoscope of shimmering lights flickering in the distance as the starry nighttime swept over the Oakheart village that never seemed fully asleep. The garden was cold and completely dark when Minnow and Henry decided to head back inside. It had been quiet and peaceful under the apple tree, but Minnow felt the chill as the darkness swallowed them when the candle in the lantern burned out. It was the most piercing darkness she had felt, awakening her senses with its sharp, crisp smells.

she said to me. "But they are too much to finish in a day," I said to her. "Don't worry, I am not expecting you to complete it all in one day, you have 6 months to complete it," she said ruffling my hair and walking out of the room leaving me alone with the bundle of books. With a sigh, I grab the book and sit down on the couch. "Magic spells and potions," I read the title of the book and started reading it. * Magic Spells

when the woman let go of those words she hugged me without hesitation. The sword that pierced my heart went into her heart when she hugged me. "No way!, Phoebe!!" the old mage shouted. "This is the only w-way I know to save you from the m-murdered monsters that will haunt your s-soul when you are reborn" Phoebe stammered. THIRD P.O.V When both of them lost their lives, the previously yellow color of the moon became as red as blood. Cyrus and Phoebe's stab wounds lit up. Red fire came out from Phoebe and blue from Cyrus.

No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Book Cover by © 2024 Anna T. Chapter 1 The small purple flowers that fill the floor crunch beneath my feet, I can smell the pleasant fragrance drifting up toward me, taking me back to a time I had almost forgotten about. The pure, unadulterated magic that created the magical plant that spreads out before me like some disease grasping onto everything in its path and consuming it, pulses in the air, I can feel it brushing against my flesh as I move closer to the circle of stones used by the fairies a time now past. Images of that consequential night so many moons ago f

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

He walked away before I could thank him. Minutes later, the fire crackled softly beside me, casting golden shadows over the pages of the book resting on my lap. I wasn’t cold, but I pulled my cloak tighter around me anyway—more out of habit than need. Nathan and Luca were only a few feet away, arguing quietly about something again. I barely heard them. My world had shrunk to parchment and ink. The book was strange. It was warm—almost feverish to the touch—and pulsing with that familiar heartbeat of magic beneath its cover. When I opened it, a new page shimmered into view, one I hadn’t seen before. My breath caught immediately.

OF BLOOD AND LEGENDS Azaria’s POV The moon light had gone down on my body and piled on my flesh like a secret. I was crouched up under the arch of my balcony, with my knees drawn up to my breast, the wind playing with the links of my hair. Below, the forest whispered. Above, the stars blinked with the kind of ancient knowing that made me feel both seen and utterly small. Everything inside me was spiraling. The pulse in my palms. The sparks in my blood. The burned flower. The prophecy in Nicholas’ eyes when he told me he saw my magic that day in the cafeteria—as if that moment rewrote everything he believed about fate and us.