Djinn Novels & Stories

Sally's father might've blocked the ancestral djinns from reading his daughter's mind but he forgot one thing. Serpents were every djinn's weakness because once bitten by one, no magic could bring that djinn back to life and yet Harley was a serpent. Thankfully he was dead and invisible and no matter what Sally would not harm him. "I think it's high time I made you spill the beans about your secret plans yourself.

Dilo growled, leaning forward eagerly. “Well, his real name is Sothis. I’m not sure what his race is, but if he is anything like his second in command we fought in my realm, he might be a Djinn. From what a Djinn friend of mine said, they were originally the generals of an army of an incredibly powerful race of people who were gifted with extremely powerful, but destructive magic. After seeing their work decimate many cities and witnessing the destruction they wrought, the dragons intervened. After the greatest of the dragons punished those who had broken their leash, the remaining Djinn turned th

I’m a simple man who’s worked hard for his place among the mouth breathers known as the errand boys to the De Leone family. I started from the bottom as a snot nose kid running small dime bags from one street corner to another. Every cent I made was to get my come up’it’s when the time came, and came it did in the form of a well dressed man in a flashy as fuck Rolls Royce that was parked out side Dino’s place. Dionicio Falcon a.k.a Dino was known for stiffing his clients and boss. He was a grimy low life who always had his hand in his own supply or better said the man who came to pay him a visit’s supply.

"I don't like repeating myself so for the last time, who are you? I actually don't need any other informations. I just want to know who you are, and who sent you here?" He asked me as I stood still shivering. I have never been so scared in my life before. I don't know how to answer him to his satisfaction for he seems to have a cocky behaviour. "So you don't have a name, right?" He replied. "No, no...Yes I mean I just don't remember a single thing" I answered. "Even your name?" He retorted looking at me suspiciously as I rubbed my neck nervously. "Can't he just shut up, his questions are really annoying me so much but I have to play along. Just for some time."

He doesn't understand what this force is that lifted him and hurled him onto the bed. Malik lies on his bed and slowly opens his eyes to see three animals standing before him. They transform into the true form of the jinn, a terrifying image. Three bodies unlike humans. They are unusually tall, with red eyes, long noses, and fangs protruding from their mouths. Their appearance is utterly terrifying. Zafer, Nafer, and Dajir. Zafer: We are three from the world of the jinn. We were banished from our world and given a mission in the human world. We cannot return to our world until the mission is complete. You, Malik, are our human assistant on this mission.

I said and let go of her. “Your whole family is downstairs,” she said and looked deep into my eyes. She watched me as I got dressed and raised her eyebrows when I slid two Jericho’s into the shoulder holsters and zipped my jacket up halfway. I took her hand and we headed down the stairs. I heard their voices, familiar voices, as we neared the last stair. We stepped into the open-plan room and every head turned to look at me. “It’s the eyes,” a woman said. Jessica Sinclair. Five foot four inches. One hundred and sixty-four pounds. Dark brown hair. Golden brown eyes. Belongs to Malachi. Witch.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Zara sitting with the particular stillness of someone for whom none of this was surprising because it was simply the water she had always swum in. And herself, in the middle of it, watching the shape of everything get larger every time someone opened their mouth. The ritual group. The journal. Morrha. Jessica built specifically and then abandoned. An organisation that had been watching in the spaces between things since before any of them were born. She's a key to something unknown. At this point she wondered if she would ever meet the stranger again. Perhaps he could answer more of her questions. "Every time I think I can see the edges of it," Caelith said quietly. Not to anyone in particul

Then he looked at us, something unreadable burning behind his eyes. “This,” he said slowly, his voice rough, “isn’t some sick prank This is a summoning.” My chest went cold. Pelin frowned, hugging herself. “Summoning… what?” Aziz shifted his weight, his hair falling into his eyes as he studied the bloody circle. “A Marid. The black kind.” The word was foreign on his tongue, harsh and heavy. “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked, my voice felt so weak. His gaze flicked to me, holding mine until I felt pinned to the mattress. “A jinn. A supernatural creature from the obsidian dimension. They come in colors—blue, red, black. The black ones are the strongest.”

Rowina started to say, “The tome informed us that the first Djinns were taught to speak by the dragons, so it was a language created by the same race you share a soul with.” “That IS interesting” Rex replied, stroking his chin, realizing he was doing what his father did while deep in thought, “There is one problem.” “I know about the curse blocking the flow of magic from each of your souls, but I also know a way to help with that, I can create a magical space for you and your soul bound to speak in, only issue is, by myself, I am nowhere near powerful enough to facilitate this meeting, so I have asked a good friend of mine to bring a Hejaan Circle, it is a dev