Call Magician Novels & Stories

Sometimes he’s a petty asshole, which is why I’ll stay on his good side. “Yeah, you said you had information. I’m here for the information, not you, Mags.” I spit at her as I shove past her. As suspected, Mags has attempted to use a charm amplified by a spell. I can see the engravings of spell markings on the floor. I hear Mags shut the door. Seconds later, she is in front of me. “You were always an ungrateful child.” “Why have entrapped me?” I ask in a threatening manner. I need to play dumb. She hasn’t played her cards yet. I need her to think she has me, so I have to play along with her pathetic attempt to take me out.

- The mage replayed still with his eyes closed, only bothered enough to make hands gestures. -Magic, my lady, it is all magic. - He pointed to the whole giant living room where there were and all the stairs and doors. Letting the girls have a time to look amazed to it all before continuing. - How I clean this place, how it is always cold and there is always food in the tables, it is all magic. - The girl was truly amazed. So amazed that she forgot everything that just happened and asked in a cheerful tone. -Can you teach me magic? - The magician laughs again, this time in a very mocking way, also responding with a sarcastic tone.

I thought you'd tell everything yourself. - Are you kidding? I wasn't going to say anything," Vic snorted. - But you did understand that next to you is a magician who will feel a werewolf in you? – the guy frowned. - Mage? I do not understand magic, but the fact that not every magician can identify a werewolf, but only those with certain abilities, is well known to me. And you said that you are a doctor, besides not experienced. So believe after this magicians! Vic smiled derisively. “All right, magician, we need to find a safe place to sleep, build a fire and dry your clothes.” And it would be nice to have something to eat. Is it normal for me to feel hungry?

Sil said with her mouth full of cookie bits. “Yes.” “So, this place is magical?” I asked trying to piece things together. “Don’t be silly. It’s just glamour. A trick to human eyes.” “Please, by all means, call us humans even if you’re not one of us.” I told her sarcastically. “People then. If you prefer it that way.” She said catching on my sarcasm. Sill tried to hide her smile but I saw it. “Daylight, I don’t know you but seeing that my brother has I’m guessing he met you in one of his hysterical dreams.” She stood. Daylight looked at her.

In one swift move, she grabbed the magician by the neck and squeezed, her voice low and deadly. “Do I need to remind you what happened the last time someone said no to me? Now do it.” Terrified, the magician chanted a spell, and suddenly, a glowing bond mark appeared on Ariana’s neck. “This spell will dull his ability to sense his real mate,” the magician warned. “But if he gets too close to her... it’ll all fall apart.” —Present— Back in the hallway, Ariana smiled up at Austin again. “Maybe we should try the first step again?”

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

A magician like him would be impossible to die this easily. Yes, Stevanus was not a normal human, just like Delldora. He is a magician in the modern world who makes a pact with the devil. One of the points of the agreement was that Stevanus was obliged to present the heart of a woman whom he had marked with a special "ribbon". And the demon that Stevanus made as his ally prefer children first.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

She was an expert to ghost someone. Hugh Baker’s POV I was walking inside the study room that I usually spend my time when I was busy to handle my tenants and queen’s orders. I was looking at the old man that was standing in front of the window as he was regarding the city of London. His once glorious blonde mane has been tainted with greys through them. Even though he was approaching his 60s, Levine Virtanen was not a person to be messing with. You might not know this, but this ma, right here, was one of the ruthless businessman that everyone knows in the business world.

I try to move but Xavier tightened his grip on my shoulder. "Stay." He whispered harshly in my ear and turned to Henry. "Like I said she's not your slave, if you want to order someone, order one of your dump followers." "Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?" Henry snarled. "Xavier Hunter." He replied simply. "I can talk to you however I want, you're not some god that I will bow down and respect. Oh and not all people that wears glasses are nerds."