Clover Magic Novels & Stories

Lora chased after her deranged brother who was on a murder spree, dropping bodies with every stop. "JRUE! JRUE IT'S ME LORA! STOP THIS JRUE IT'S ME!!!" she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the

She heard her father continued. “Magic is about practice.” Roman raised his brows at his daughter sudden sad look. “But not everyone mastering magic as fast as you.” “Really?” “Really.” Roman saw the glow return to his daughter’s eyes. “Want to know a secret?” “What?” The sun shone brightly. Its light reflected on every tall window of the mansion. The stable was busy when they walked passing it. Workers were doing their duty, feeding the horses, brushing their hair and cleaning them, and taking them for a slow ride.

Our manager is one tough cookie to crack,a minute late he will lecture you to for being tardy wishing you'd crawl back and never be seen. I sigh as I take out my contacts for my disguise looks.After all have been through and deciding to cloak myself as Marie,I also had to change my looks choosing a blonde wig and blue eye contacts hiding my grey eyes.I also had to tan myself a bit to hide my pale skin.I closed my eyes letting myself fall into slumber with only one thought in mind,time to reign.

I quizzed, locking my arms around his neck. "I don't know. They would be stupid to lie. As much as they are powerful, if we wanted them dead we could kill them and they know it," his hands glided down my body, tracing the curves of my waist before settling on my ass, "they called it cloaking magic. It created the illusion of a normal, full moon which gave them the ability to shift." I yelped when he hiked me up, my legs automatically hugging his lean torso, "I don't know many supernaturals that can wield magic."

Peter was taking his time to watch them, but till then, they couldn't be allowed into certain activities, especially this one. Margo sighed and rubbed her face. Chyra and her mate, Caden, wasn't improving her cause. "Okay, get in line." Claire nodded her thanks and joined Freya and Lucille who nodded at her after she greeted them. She picked up the weight on the floor-without much ado-with her magic, created a ball around it, and then held it up. Although it had been noted these past few days that her magic wasn't on par with Freya and Lucille, it was still something beautiful to behold. Margo had decided to train her too when she had found the later watching them stealthily, a deep longing

Today it looked… eccentric. I pushed the door open without knocking. Purple shirt. Green knickers. Bright. Loud. Almost offensive to the senses. The Mage stood near a cluttered table grinding something that smoked faintly when his pestle touched it. Herbs. Crystals. Things I didn't recognize. The smell was sharp. Medicinal. I stopped in the doorway. "You know," I said dryly, "there are people who would take you more seriously if you tried black cloaks." He did not look up. "And miss the joy of watching their expectations die in real time?"

I explain, trying to focus and quickly brushing my hair back. “There is magic in Clair De Lune though, is there not?” “Well, yes… we have mages, but there aren’t many.” “Is that so? What other man-made magic does Clair De Lune have, aside from their beautiful women?” he asks, making my heart skip a beat. “We have showers and electricity,” I reply, as I busy myself and fix up a few of the open sacks so it’s easier for those taking the things into the castle. “What do you mean by showers? I assume if it’s the monsoon season there will be showers.”

" I don't remember selling him that particular volume, but he buys a lot of stuff from me. “Someone broke into my house today and left your perfume behind. Josh smelled it in the book. "That's because he wanted you to feel it," Clara said, holding out the book and opening it in half. She pulled a small magnifying glass from the drawer beneath the register and examined the spines and edges of the pages. She pulled a slim pair of tweezers from her belt pouch and slipped them into the binding. A few moments later, she pulled out a thin feather. — Yes, this is indeed a very skilled magician. - What is that? "Part of a spell," said Clara, smelling pity. “A charm, actually. You need to get tested

Deciding to be careful, I use a simple camouflaging charm over myself. It is a basic defensive charm, nothing like the Dark-Magic-fuelled Cloak that Ann and I used to hide from the assassins. The Cloak shrouds the person completely in darkness, rendering them totally invisible to prying eyes. But it can only be used at night, and it is powered by Dark Magic, which as Venusian Witches, we aren’t supposed to use.

Arjel said. “And as for me, you will be trained by me regarding your powers and you are also free to use the tower mages as your chess pieces and your witness to your right to the throne,” Clay said as he played with his own magic. I rolled my eyes, then swung my hand a little to erase the magic that he’s using. “No magic inside our mansion without my permission,” I told him. “Tsk,” Clay made a sound as his answer. “When will we start?” I asked them.