Circle Mage Novels & Stories

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

figure out what was drawing me into him so much. "Basically, I'm pretty sure we kept it that way for a reason though to be honest it can get annoying." He shruged smirking at me before getting up. "So why do you keep looking at me like that?" His eye brow raised and gods I thought I might faint. "Your different then what I'm used to." I replied trying not to let the blush give me away. "I bet, so your a week from eighteen? I'm twenty-one myself. I'm curious would you trust me enough to shift on your birthday?" He's eyes held a hint of something I couldn't place. I felt myself nod yes wondering what he was thinking. "Tell me about your pack." I mumbled looking at the trees around us. "It's k

I knew I was pushing her buttons, and my dearest mademoiselle is going to explode. “Yeah, so I manipulated whatever. But he is mine now, and you Hermione, can’t do anything about it.” Glinda smirks “Yeah. Maybe not. You underestimate nature and the will of the moon goddess. You sure have heard of the Kard realm, haven’t you?” I say “Kard realm, what’s that?” She asks, confused “Oh, Glinda. Dark arts have certainly made you gone dumb.” I smile, jogging away happily to meet our companionships ahead.

He smiled at us, revealing his bloody lips as blood trickled down the edge of his lips. Suzy closed her eyes and started chanting incantations, she controlled every molecule present in the air and directed it towards the map to have a lead of some sort but instead, the map caught fire-- every part of it leaving nothing but burnt ashes on the table and burnt-out candles. "How is that possible?" I stood up immediately not understanding how and what went wrong. "It is simple actually, he is cloaked by magic. After all, he is a powerful warlock that won't do anything to stay anonymous considering the fact that he has upset a powerful family." Suzy raised her brow and grinned at everyone present.

She saw his teeth were pointed now, his eyes looked larger and it seemed like his lips were receding as she watched. “I can smell the well of magic you are. An easy feast, his weak link.” Sybil reached in her pack and her pack and pulled out a jar. He laughed barely glancing at Aries and the strigo. Both doing damage but even so you could see that Aries was winning. Sybil saw the mage coat himself in the holy fire and she feared him going through that barrier. Would he even make it? “Try me then.” Sybil dared even as her heart beat at her chest.

"In that way, we couldn't run away from our bargain and can't stabbed each others back." "You're shackled by enchanted chains that restrict your magic." Mayari reminded. "That contract will have to wait until I free you, which I will not be doing." "Oh right, you are still a novice in magic." Jim sighed. "You can't do contract magic." "Then you just need to trust me." A smirked then curved in his lips. "I swear I won't betray you, May." "I don't trust you." Mayari flatly said. "And seeing this dungeon's security, its clear that it is enforced with magic."

I chipped, feigning an expression of disinterest as I tapped my fingers lightly on the gold throne, meeting their beady wolf eyes squarely as my heart pounded furiously in my chest. The large werewolves exchanged glances between themselves, their bright yellow eyes widened slightly hen I gulped almost reflexively. I locked eyes with the pimply-faced scribe, watching him snap his eyes away as the three mages spoke again. “The one with the destiny’s moonstone, Raya Banks, Your Highness.” The High Mage growled, his muscled body of white fur rippling slightly as I pretended to think it over, taking the time to scratch a calculative finger at my jaw.

“Okay Argon do not let Anyone get to me if you must throw them in the vortex in the spell they will be consumed by the magic“ he nodded I looked to the other mage and she gave me a wink and pushed her power into me. I started to fight the barrier trying to break it down but it was so thick it was going to take a minute for sure. I started ripping through the spell left and right but to no end it was draining . Then I thought of something Falcon had said of her magic and blood. I looked around and saw a screw and pricked my hand with it and pushed the blood out the pain from the sting of it pricking me was little to nothing but it was a weird feeling. I spelled my blood with my magic making m

he said, his voice distorted but clear. The scarred mage stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as they fixed on the tortoise symbol etched into my palm. “Interesting,” she murmured. “What does it mean?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. Her expression gave nothing away. “It means you have much to explain. But that’s for later.” She turned to the others. “She’s clean. Let her through.” “What about Blooby?” I asked, clutching the small mechanical knight to my chest. The mage’s gaze softened, if only slightly. “He can come—for now.”

Despite the fresh pain in my back and belly, I got up to face her, but she had turned her attention to Conor and had him tied up with the Shadow Chains. “I’ll deal with you after I take care of this rat infestation!” Monica snarled turning her attention back to me. “You might be a Master Mage but you lack all the graces of a proper Mage.” She quipped. “Let’s make a deal, daughter- No healing spells of any kind. This will be to the death, of course. Last Mage standing wins!”