Cerpen Magic Hour Novels & Stories

“A small war has broken out at the southern district of Silver Crest, reports of werewolf attacks have been coming in since morning.” I followed him outside again. I noticed that Madame X was coming with us. “How long have I been gone?” I asked him as I walked in beside him. “Roughly thirty minutes,” Kieran replied. I was stunned. Thirty minutes?! It had felt like hours at Dominic’s Manor. I thought in alarm. Time magic. The witch had power of time. “You look worried,” Kieran said as he watched me closely. “I am just thing about the break out,” I answered. Which was technically true. We hastily got into his car and he sped out of the compound.

After retreating from my fires, the shadows tentatively extended their hands. Testing. "You want to see what fire does?" I asked softly. A slight nod. I let the flames spread, creating shapes. A bird. A flower. A dragon that flew in circles. Luna's shadows responded, creating their own shapes. A wolf. A tree. A house. We sat in silence, communicating through magic instead of words. After an hour, she spoke. "Pretty." Her voice was rusty from disuse. "Your shadows are pretty too. Different from mine, but equally beautiful." "Mother said they were evil.

My head throbbed, a dull, aching rhythm that matched the exhaustion dragging at my limbs. 'It is impossible to learn any kind of magic in just a few hours,' Rune added, her gaze softening only slightly as she looked down at me. 'We all know that.’ Maggie, who had been sitting so still and silent, finally stood. She walked over, her face set in lines of quiet understanding, her hands clasped loosely in front of her.

I was about to come right here from nothing but a touch on my wrist. Lucian darkened his eyes with satisfaction. “This is only a taste, Elara. The books can give you so much more.” I was right on the edge, trembling when the clock began to chime again. A minute to one. The golden glow around us started fading. The magic vanished instantly, leaving me aching and empty. I swayed on shaky legs, breathing hard, my panties completely wet. I must not mention any of these to Grandfather, else I’ll be doomed.

The more she struggled, the brighter it became, tightening around her like a net. "Impossible!" she snarled. "This magic-- it's forbidden--" "The most powerful magic is," Korran said. He walked forward casually, stopping just outside the web of light. "But as you can see, I don't much care about rules." The guardian's eyes blazed with rage. "You will pay for this blasphemy!" "Maybe," Korran said. "But not today." He turned to Lysa. "How long will it hold?" "Three minutes," she said calmly. "Maybe five."

Veronica introduced us, and Jennifer looked up, her eyes settling on Xavier briefly before she looked at me with the same surprise. "You look like Jia," she muttered, turning in Xavier's direction. "You look exactly like Sr. Alpha Xavier." This woman was middle-aged, similar to Sia. "I hear that often," Xavier remarked. "You are the first to say that to me," I answered. Jennifer smiled in response as she showed us to our rooms. Xavier and my room were close to each other. Veronica mentioned she would meet me at dinner, and Jennifer would walk Xavier and me through the rituals before sunset, as this magic mostly works at night only when the full moon lights up the skyline.

“After all, you did kind of set me up with her—or your magic did.” She led me to one of the crescent shaped couches, one less crowded. The people on the other side of the club seemed unaffected by the magic, which took a small weight off my chest. Only when I had finished my first Citrine, and the pomegranate flavored cloud of lust fogging my head evaporated, did Adley begin telling me about Ophilia. When Adley told a story, she spared no expense and no detail. She had been dancing not too far away, eavesdropping on the Game Master and I when she felt the pull of my magic settling in her bones. She let it fuel her dance, running her hands along her body as she became the music.

Compared to her, Montessa was definitely older, so she had no other choice but to respect the man and follow whatever Montessa said. According to Montessa's narrative, early morning during the crescent moon is the right time to perform time-crossing dimensional magic. She didn't really understand what Montessa was talking about because most of her time was used by Montessa to talk about his past with her great-grandmother, not talk about the reason for doing the magic in the middle of the night. All she heard was that the power of the crescent moon could increase the success of Montessa's plan. Completely useless…

Fortunately, the first weeks were characterized by the start of school and thus, messy weeks. Picking up books, buying school supply’s at the last minute, meet the teachers and classmates and learn the class schedules. The blood moon ceremony still fell in a fairly quiet period. Maddie was happy, because she found it difficult, with so much energy and knowledge, to walk around the school of her ordinary life. With the tree magic, insight her, she felt, compared to her classmates, like an old fossil. She and Raven were together as much as they could. They enjoyed each other, slept together every night, and faithfully took the anti-love elixir, which no longer was affected by Maddie her magic

They were going to sit it out for as long as it would take. Cyrus could not get a grasp on how he felt at that point, he had started his day with one thing in mind and by noon, it seemed like the day had a different plan of its own. Hour after hour, the men waited for the blade to drain and it took a total of five hours before the chief priest declared that the blade was now like “any other blade,” the chief priest pulled a bottle from his pocket and he locked the red cloth in it. The dark magic was now trapped and so long as the glass bottle remained closed, there was no way it could control anyone.