Djinns Magi Novels & Stories

****** Name - Lienne Paris Age - 14 Race - Human Magic energy type - Mana energy Magic type - Elemental (fire) Mana renewal - 10 / per minute Strength - 150 HP - 110 Agility - 400 Intelligence - 50 Perception - 79 Skills - Phoenix flames ( level - 3 ) : allows the user to increase their agility, forms fire on the user's hand, can be used to attack opponents. Amaterasu's grand flames ( level - 10 ) : allows the user to cover their body with flames. Can shoot fire balls with this technique. ****** Vis was not even a slightly surprised, he anticipated this already. As well as, he had his own plans, he spoke up inside his mind , " The sin of pride, I call thou to serve me ! " Magixtio was laughi

said High Mage Finnas. “They were mystical djinn weapons forged the traditional way. We found vials of essence and blueprints there. Even if we had killed the djinn whose imprints were in the weapons, someone from the same bloodline would have been sent for them. Right after we freed our members and the others who were kept prisoners with them, one of our members killed the djinn we captured,” said Coralis. “Your new prisoner will probably mind-link them too,” said Panjik.

A growl tore out of me, holding Saraya to my side, I reached in the direction and wrapped my hold around the fucker’s neck. “Show yourself you slime!” I thundered and the shimmer turned solid and the ugliest of Djinn I have ever seen appeared. He was big, even bigger than me in my assumed size. I allowed myself to grow a little, Saraya gasped and I could smell her fear. Djinns are supernatural, immortal spirits that could take any form and size. They are creatures the gods used as intermediate creatures which could be for good or evil. This one obviously didn’t know who he was fucking with. I grew until I was towering over the fucker and my claws were digging into his neck. He croaked his ey

Nick added. Madchen lowered her head in embarrassment, knowing everyone knew her deepest darkest secrets. “You have nothing to be ashamed of,” Drago still had her face in her hands, “You survived, pure as the day you were born, stronger than you know. Somehow you shielded yourself, Madchen, tell me that isn’t magic, it may not be sparks flying from your fingers, but it is magic, nonetheless.” ‘My son is right,” Adriana agreed, “ I think you only needed love and encouragement to heal yourself the other night.”

"Alpha Draven, there is a legend and prophecy of pups that are blessed with immense powers to be great werewolves. But then..." "Then what?" "But then, they are personally groomed and nurtured by the moon goddess just to become vessels for possession." She explained. I suddenly felt my whole body freeze as I took in the weight of her revelation. "These species are called djinns. And they come once every hundred years. They only come when one of the gods is ready to come down to earth and live a normal life.” “But then it has also been recorded that the stronger the djinn, the greater the upcoming war." She explained.

Today Yibel looked particularly smart in a brand new ceremonial robe. Apprentice magicians all wear brown robes, and the mages' ceremonial robes are blue, symbolising pure magical energy. Below the fourth rank, only the cuffs are patterned; the fifth to ninth ranks have patterns on the garments, and the tenth to fourteenth ranks have embedded magical patterns. From the fifteenth rank, they can wear whatever style they like, and no one can control the Masters.

Vic clenched his fists, testing how obedient his body was to him, and sat up in one jerk. Kim flinched, but didn't turn around. The Vistolet raised his hands to his eyes, examining the scales that covered them. Your story is like a fairy tale. Fiction, - he said dully. “I probably wouldn’t have believed you if it hadn’t happened to me myself. You said their hunt is not over. Who are they hunting, Kim, what kind of entity must be a magical being to provide energy to the whole world? - These are dragons, Vic, - the mage said almost inaudibly.

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

Maybe he felt bad for what he said because Riyin didn’t say anything afterward and Yisuf, who for the life of him couldn’t understand why felt sorry. “The Mahi Riders are a clan of people who raid other clans and possess their lands. They are vicious barbarians, they spare no children or animals. Some say they are under the influence of ancient blood magic. It is the most dangerous of all magic.” “They use magic?” “No, magic uses them.” “How?” “They say the Mahi are under a spell.” “Who put them under a spell?” “Who do you think puts people under spells?” “Witches,” they both said, and Riyin’s blood turned to ice. The thought that he had nearly encountered witchcraft sank his heart and his f