Djinns Magi Novels & Stories

Jai blinked at him owlishly, slightly surprised to receive such a look. “What?” Jai finally asked. Darrion pursed his lips before answering, “Nothing.” He turned his face to the front again. “White Wind is Lady Ariana’s signature magic. It miraculously healed the mass.” Jai blinked at that and then a thought popped into his head. ‘Healing magic? How come Barun didn’t come to this lady to ask for her help? I should ask him later.’ As Jai suddenly became quiet, Darrion glanced at him to observe his facial expression. Then something caught his attention and he tapped Jai on the shoulder. “Jai! Look!”

I admonish him, he looks disappointed but there is a cheeky twinkle in his eye too and I realise that, being a guy, he really wanted to see it all. I lift the hem of his t-shirt but tuck it under my breasts then turn in a slow circle for him, so he can see the main body of the dragon in full. “That is impressive Lilli, I never would have guessed that you would put such a large image on your body, but it does suit you.”

Some energy zapped out of me and hit him with a force that stunned his whole body and crippled him instantly. What was going on? My eyes darked around the room franticly searching for my mother. As soon as they found hers. I saw the pain in them. Pain mixed with fear, and desperation? Her lips were moving as if she was saying something to me but I could not hear a word that she said. Her fiery red hair that was always tightly slicked back, fell in cascading curls around her face. A sign that she had been up all night long. “Meredith? Your daughter is Darynem! You traitor! You lot of traitors!” the hedgehog Magi shrieked. She reached out her hand towards me and let out a green ball of magic f

“Literally. The magic is looped. Traps layered on top of illusions. We get close—only to be pulled back.” I clenched my fists. “I don’t care how powerful Dina is. Break the spell.” Shina’s gaze dropped. “I tried. Blood magic. Shadow rituals. Nothing holds. This enchantment is ancient, high-tier. It would take a coven of death witches weeks to untangle it—and that’s if they weren’t afraid of her.” A slow, dangerous smile pulled at my lips. “Then we find someone who isn’t afraid.” Zane muttered, “That’s going to be a short list.”

said Akisha, and the king nodded. "So Miss Scott, which royal family are you from?" asked the king, which made Akisha frown. "Pardon me, your majesty, but I am not from any royal family. I am just an ordinary Magi who is an illusionist," Akisha stated, causing the king and queen's brows to furrow.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a

They had brought the ritual offerings and the sketch of the symbol with them, but it wasn’t until Narelle spoke up that Astasha broke her dead stare at the ground before her. “I know this symbol,” Said the Water Witch. “I recognize most of the runes in it, but I’ve never seen them all together.” responded Errant. “No, I’ve seen this exact symbol. It was in a children’s book, in the story of the Dark Mage. It was her crest. She wore it in the pictures.” Narelle looked up at the group. “So it’s true, this Dark Mage, she existed.” Whispered Helia. “Perhaps it’s her followers that are trying to complete her original goal,” Interjected Zephyr.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.