Cerpen Magic Hour Novels & Stories

I don’t see why I can't give him one there, just so we bear each other’s marks. Cain leans close to my ear and whispers huskily. “I have no problem with you doing that, but know if you do, it might take an hour or two before we get dressed again.” I throw that plan out the window immediately and let my magic wreathe me. “I’ll be back in a flash.” The magic takes me, and when I come back, Cain is heating the porridge from yesterday. The cave smells delicious and we eat and sleep, swathed in the blankets I procured from…. Who cares?

I said. "Then it's farewell from me, old friend. It is time for me to depart," she uttered, to which I responded with a nod. Suddenly, she disappeared into thin air, leaving me with a satisfied smile on my face. I patiently awaited the sunset, knowing that it held the key to safeguarding the future of my pack. **** Hours later, I stood at the center of my cozy cottage, the air thick with a mixture of anticipation and dark magic. Moonlight seeped through the small windows, casting eerie shadows on the ancient wooden furniture. I glanced at the flickering candles, illuminating a sinister grin on my weathered face.

I do appreciate that they take my role as the Beta seriously. Either this is a tough Shadow Marker or they are both new to dispelling the magic it evokes, but they were out in the forest for an hour.

“Luna Iokaste, that thing you and I practiced. I think this is the appropriate moment to invoke it.” I turn to Kas feeling confused. "What?" “Bronx, one of the things I have learned is that you can only use magic with the recipient's permission. Otherwise, slowly but surely dark magic consumes you. So, if it's okay with you, I'm going to pause time for you. It won't hurt, you may see us moving or notice some shadows, but in just a minute, you will be back to normal. It will give us time to look at your document right now, instead of having to wait.”

" Begrudgingly they lined up to have their scrapes mended. The seven of us watched in awe as Selene revealed more of her magic abilities to us. After Selene cleaned the large gash across Cassius' arm, she hovered her hand over the wound and whispered a few words. A warm glow emitted from her hand and right before our eyes, the cut began to mend. Cassius flexed and rotated his arm. He gave Selene a look of admiration. "It feels good as new. Thank you, Miss Selene," Cassius said. It wasn't long until the remaining wounds of the others were healed. Arlo watched the entire time with a pout. "Aw, man. I want to be healed by magic," he muttered. Sage gave him a playful shove. "You are such a baby,

Her silence hurt me so much that as weeks turned into months, I seriously considered, briefly, that I had lost her forever, and the thought of never having my feisty, brave, sexy little mate in my arms again came very close to breaking me. Until Morgana and Minerva appeared without any notice as I stood in the arena on a crystal clear night, admiring the beauty of the stars 'Alpha, tomorrow night the moon reaches its zenith.' Morgana said quietly, her eyes locked onto mine. 'It is the time of the lunar eclipse.' Minevra added, and both women's eyes glowed in the dark, their magic very close to the surface. 'You must prepare yourself.' She added, and then both women each took one of my hands

I could feel the children growing, feel them drinking in the power of this sacred night. By the time the sky began to lighten in the east, I had been claimed more times than I could count. My body was exhausted but exhilarated, pushed far beyond its normal limits by the herbs and the magic and the sheer overwhelming pleasure of being used so thoroughly by five magnificent warriors. The final hour before dawn was the most intense of all. The magic in the grove had reached a fever pitch, spirits swirling visibly around us, their approval washing over us in waves of warmth and power.

the little girl asked, eyes wide with curiosity. Arah bent over, stroking the girl’s cheek. “It's magic,” she replied with a wink. As she picked up her paper bag and turned to walk away, she overheard the girl excitedly asking her mom about the magic hair. The mom explained that her hair had only been colored that way. Arah walked on with a smile. After grabbing some snacks, she took one last stroll around the amusement park before heading home. Something made her pause in her tracks, and she found herself in front of a tent draped with a tapestry of deep purples and reds.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two **** I saw Morwen's light still burning past midnight, a lone candle in the highest tower. And when I passed her office the next morning on purpose, just to test the air,her door was wide open, and her voice drifted out, low and sharp as if time itself blinked. She was pacing. Robes swirling like storm clouds. Fingers tracing invisible sigils in the air. “Only three forms of magic can undo true destruction: Chronomancy,banned. Soul-weaving,extinct. And…” She paused. “Perfect Echo. But that's a myth. A fable whispered in forbidden texts.”

She responded calmly. "Midnight is the witching hour. It's the start of a new day and the most supernatural time of the day. When supernatural activity is at its highest, that's when miracles can happen too. The witching hour is also the time of day when viruses in the human body are at their weakest. Getting treated at this time means being able to achieve higher efficacy with less." Colin was indeed stumped by such cryptic talk. It could also be attributed to how the people here were uncultured, unhygienic, and superstitious. With a few words from Larissa, Colin was duped.