Djinns Magi Novels & Stories

Genji—the leader of the Archeology college gang. Young man who likes to deal with violence, even ignorance that has ever existed. Sitting among piles of dry wood planks. Two mens held up the sinister energy wand. Go Jo Woo drew energy from the moonlight towards the body of young man was named Genji. He pointed straight at the young man. His muttering mouth was filled with magic spells. Genji's eyes opened wide spontaneously. Screaming, not even moving his body. However, his eyes didn't glow. Silent, as if waiting for orders.

I sat on a chair next to the door and looked around for a waiter or a security man to help me, then I sighted an old man with tanned skin with a group of people at a table. His tan skin with dark circles reminds me of the dark Jinn. Jinns aren't human, they are like gods, half-monster, they possess dark powers and can be recognized as human. I wanted to take a better look since I've always wished to see their face. I walked to their table to have a better view then my eyes met a green eye with broad shoulders and a muscular body.

Mages are typically distinguished from other magical beings, such as witches or sorcerers, by their extensive knowledge and mastery of magic. The origins of mages can be traced back to ancient civilizations, where they were revered as powerful figures with the ability to commune with the gods and wield their divine powers. In these early societies, mages were often seen as the intermediaries between the mortal world and the realm of the supernatural. They were believed to possess the wisdom and insight necessary to interpret omens, perform rituals, and cast spells for the benefit of their communities.

“Is it important?” Alina glares down at her little sister, who jumps closer to where I’m sitting with a frightened expression. As far as I’m aware, Alina doesn’t physically hurt her sister, but she loves bossing Jessie around. Alina is the beloved daughter, capable of using wind magic. She is their parent’s favorite, and poor Jessie has barely talked to her parents.

- "No, Sir. I am a Jasmi. A female Djinn, if you prefer. The magical suppression field that you feel is mine." - "I've never heard of Jasmi - pardon my ignorance. Are all Jasmi as beautiful as you?" - "You flatter me, Sir. The Jann are less prominent in your tales than the Djinn. We do not grant wishes, or live in bottles." I can't even begin to describe her voice. I swear, I could have got hard just listening to her. Thank goodness, the edge of the table hid my erection from view. - "Would Sir like to place a bet?" she said.

“O Dragon of all Dragons. Awaken the Great Dragons from your deep slumber. I call you all the dragons of Magica. From the water, the land, the air. Ruler of animate and inanimate beings. For the Awakening of the Dragons and the future of Magica. I, Draco, the last Dragon King, summons you to rise and expel all demons from Magica! For Glory!” The Heart of Magic throbbed as if to answer Draco's call. The golden-colored heart flowed golden energy in the form of pillars of light that shot violently into the sky. The golden light broke out from above the sky in all directions like a meteor shower that shot fast and was emitting more and more light.

"Truth or dare, new girl." She hated me because she was a witch and I was a magi. She practised dark magic and I practised elemental magic, well a version of it. I hadn't mastered any of the elements yet which was why I was a magi. You are promoted to mage only when you master an element and to grand magus when you master them all. There was a school for that, I vaguely remember from when my mother had told me.

Dunkerson Kingdom is heavily reliant on magic, so I created lamps that utilize the magic in the air instead of being charged by the mages during the day. Admittedly, creating the lamp was not my goal. It was just a by-product when I researched a weapon that would efficiently use magic — a weapon that doesn’t need a consistent supply of magic to fire. After I was done and presented it to the mages, nobles, and soldiers, my younger self hoped that Gideon would look at me more. But instead of attention, all I got from him was anger. Every time I approached him, it felt as if I were the ugliest and most disgusting woman that ever existed in his world.

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 doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

In Magissa Magos, there are seven types of pins. One is black ataol with a silver border, for those with black magic. One is a crystal ball with a standard in the middle with an engraved fortune, its border is also silver, those with pins are for those who have the ability to see the extraordinary, to see what others cannot see. There is also a Wand, for those who aspire to a high position, legislators and those who want to be part of the operation of Magisé. Briefcase for entrepreneurs. Dagger for soldiers or fields that involve the physical. Goblet for those who are good at potions, herbs, medicine and whatnot.