Daggeron Mystic Force Novels & Stories

" It just happens to be a coincidence that the gift given to you on your birthday contains the secret to Luke's demise and you happen to be a werewolf." "I know, right?" Daniel laughed. " This life is full of mysteries." "But how can we trust what is written on that paper?" Tomiwa asked sceptically. "Have you forgotten?" Annabelle spoke up." The book we read at Tisha's place. It said the warlock sealed the secret to killing Luke in silver and aquamarine. Daniel's necklace is silver and the W sign on it happens to be blue in color. Aquamarine is another color for blue."

It was nothing like the supposed magical temple or at least that's what Diana thought at first until a monk gained note of her interest and realizing that she seemed lost (plus she didn't have a place to stay). Diana had been reluctant in the beginning, envisioning herself being turned into some kind of petty nun but that did not turn out to be the case. The monk would later go on to help her after discovering her special abilities and that was how Diana would go on to learn how to control the Darkforce through teachings of the martial arts and techniques like the Shotokan, how to clear her mind of the past and most importantly; how to muster the power of the Chi... This part of the story wo

It nestled into her hand. "It is a Gracelin dagger, my gentle lady," said the serpent quietly. "Made in the Golden Age by the elven smiths. Light like a bone. Harder than steel. Brighten when dangers are near. Thrown or wielded, it will not miss its mark. There are only three others like it in the World Beyond." Cassandra drew the blade. It shimmered like liquid light in her hand, putting all the other treasures to shame. The metal had beautiful engraving scrollwork, which seemed to glow golden on both sides.

Kali ended up being the one to do it. "Everyone shut up," Kali sat the crystal on the table, drawing symbols of a half moon, comets and a star on top on it. While she did that, Len made a new gem for my heart for Crystalis to live in. I just kept singing. Sal stared at Nia and my body, trying to figure out how to say something. "Mesmerizing voice." "Nyxie Aurora Delor, with star fire and lunar energy, I heal your soul." Nia and I shivered. "Tingly. What now? I'm whole but dead. "

At the same time, a blinding flash of lightning erupted from Christine's raised left hand, consuming two zero-level spell slots to instantly cast the zero-level spell 'Flash'. The sudden flash blinded everyone, including Iber, and they could see nothing. Strangle! A dagger emerged from Christine's right wrist (see Assassin's Creed). Swoosh! The dagger, made of various magical metals including mithril, instantly sliced through Iber's neck with the strength of a fourth-level warrior. Pop! Blood spurted from the severed head, spraying Nazan the mage and the maid with it, while Christine managed to dodge it. Plop, Iber's head and the headless corpse fell to the ground at the same time.

His friends yelled because of what I did. “For now, join the party first!” I yelled at Martin, laughing at his irritation. His companions dragged him into the pool, which angered him even more. Because of their pranks, I just laughed and shook my head. I raised my lips and backed away, but I stared at them. I’m sorry, Martin. But I’ll do whatever I want. Have trust in my abilities. Ana, the weak and cowardly woman, is no longer me. Because I am Ana Mystica, and I shall whip them with my revenge.

Selene's voice echoed around us, it was filled with such rage that it caused both Damion and me to look at her. She held her arms to her side and was levitating off of the ground by a foot. Electric currents flowed from her fingers and her eyes glowed with fury. She gritted her teeth and with a powerful cry she thrust her hand forward and from it shot bolts of gold lightning. Damion's shocked face morphed into something despondent as he watched the magic barrel towards him. Static filled the air around us as the lightning darted through the ether like hundreds of striking snakes. Damion took the lightning bolt straight in the chest and at the impact, a bone-shattering crack sounded through t

Zak's level was indeed higher than Adrian's, and he had seen through Adrian's methods. Zak continued to sneer. "Your talent is not bad, showing the potential of an immortal. Unfortunately, your level is too low. Although borrowing the divine might can enhance your strength, it's not a long-term solution. How can a small bottle hold the water of a great river? I want to see how long you can persist!" After speaking, the Mystic Formation suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light. These rays were extremely dazzling, like countless sharp swords directly attacking everyone. Adrian continuously waved the artifact in his hand to defend. However, the formation's divine might was powerful. Despite h

Dark energy pulsing. "You want to see real power?" His voice was gravel. He raised his hands. The symbols carved into walls glowed red. Pulsing with his heartbeat. Dark magic. The same corruption that let him control gifted wolves. The energy hit me like a wall. Not physical. Mental. Crushing down on my gift. "Feel it." Draven's voice was satisfaction. "Your little empathic gift is nothing." The pressure increased. My gift started to crack. Through the bond Kael screamed. Feeling my mind shatter. Unable to help.

A beautifully crafted dagger with a moonstone embedded in its hilt. Alden picked up the dagger. “This weapon is called Moonfang.” “It has been passed through your bloodline for generations.” I stared at it in disbelief. “My father used this?” Magnus nodded. “He died protecting the First Seal.” A lump formed in my throat. I gently lifted the dagger. The moment my fingers wrapped around its hilt, a pulse of silver energy raced through my arm. A voice echoed faintly in my mind. “Protect her...” It was not my mother’s voice.