Bruja / Mago Novels & Stories

The witches and the wolves joined forces again to fight this family, which they knew fully well they couldn't kill, but they had a plan. As soon as Bruce crossed the white powder that was poured at the door it rendered him powerless. Regina kept chanting her spells and Bruce held his head screaming in pain from the results of the spell, as she kept chanting the spell it was being printed on his back the other men who were were wolves drew nearer with one of them holding a spelled dagger in his hand; driving that dagger through the chest of Bruce will make him go to sleep until the dagger is pulled out and the spell broken. Bruce tried to run but was so weak to, blood leaked from his nose as

Morgana explained with a sad smile on her face. I wondered why she looked sad despite the smile. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Who did this?" Sage asked with squinted eyes. "Cause I'm sure this isn't a thing back at the kingdom. This is related to black magic." He frowned. "Yeah, it isn't a thing in our world since it's a spell." Morgana shrugged. "But someone went extra miles to protect the people." "That must be Mila." Sage said. "She never grows up. The risk is huge." He complained.

“There is one thing we know for certain that can trap and hold a demon, at least for a time… blood magic.” Murmurs erupted across the tent but Astasha held her ground. “Blood magic is forbidden.” The man who spoke was a brutal one. Missing an eye and half his face deformed and twisted, he was one of the few Tasha could sense was teetering on the edge of rebellion. But she met his glare all the same.

Miranda's mom smirked and stretched her hands at Mirabel who dropped to her knees with the knife stuck in her stomach. "Bruja del canal". She chants loudly and a force engulfed weak Mirabel. She groaned loudly trying to resist it but she was too weak to. "Mirabel!". Xayne screamed but couldn't move as the living room was now on fire. A luminous red force in form of rope moved from her and connect to Mirabel's body. The Woman began to recite spells that caused Mirabel to bleed from the eyes as a force took over her. Mirabel gripped the invisible barrier against her will and began to recite varieties of spells that vibrated her body vigorously until there was a release of air at the door.

I snapped my fingers again but still, my stealing magic won’t work. “Kekeke! I knew it. Lucreo imbued his warding magic on the stone to oppose my stealing magic. That was brilliant of you, brother,” Mammon mentioned and I was a bit intrigued when he called Lucreo as brother. That means he and Caria are related to each other. “Rock Magic: Mega Crush!” My thoughts came into halt when Deborah suddenly casted a spell on my area. Two large stone fists pulverized the demon approaching to me. Oh, I didn’t see that.

I jerk away — it’s literally physically revolting. “Don’t twitch! Or I’ll end up fixing two bruises.” I watch as the man tries to concentrate, staring at me. A faint sweat beads on his forehead, his breathing grows faster — like he’s straining on a toilet — and his eyes take on a slight glow. “You’re a mage!” I say in surprised obviousness. “A mage… who’s a drunk!” I add with a mocking smile and a snide chuckle. Brafi’s lips tighten into a thin angry line, his eyes darken.

“We will accept the spirit, Ditiori and the soul, Maga…Arcani spiritus, Ditiori et anima, Maga, accipient…Become the scroll of entrapping spirits…Erit magicae captandi spirituum.” The glooms swathed the lovers in repose. A gasp and sigh were heard. “Maga and Helia, I love you.” Was it Maga and Ditiori’s last breaths? Black dusts and shadows warped unto the scroll in the goat-head servant‘s hands. Maga and Ditiori laid no more on the frigid floor. They had left their baby sleeping peacefully, wrapped in their velour cloak. The incantation written in the arcane scroll had become red like it was written in blood with an image of a lily of the valley and grain had intertwined.

“They’re already too close. Some of them are. immense. Bigger than anything we’ve ever seen.” "Then we battle," Krishna coldly stated, facing the mages that were marshaling their power. "We do not allow them to break Brunschière. If they do, the plague will expand faster than we can keep up." The mages, their faces etched with both terror and resolve, also nodded as one. Krishna felt the heavy weight of their gazes on her—some waiting for strength, others, for a glimmer of hope for this impossible moment. The air was filled with magic, heavy and strained, as their incantations started rising together, echoing the ancient energy hidden deep in the earth.

She possessed knowledge of ancient rituals and arcane spells, and she offered to teach the pack the secrets of magic. With Seraphina's guidance, Luna delved into the art of moon magic, harnessing the power of the lunar cycles. Max explored the depths of elemental magic, connecting with the natural forces of earth, air, fire, and water. Cain delved into the mysteries of shadow magic, understanding the subtle dance between light and darkness.