Elemental Magic Books Novels & Stories

Too hungry. Killian’s knees still pressed to the cold stone, but the talisman’s burn had faded to nothing. The invisible walls around his magic were gone. His shadows surged at once — a living tide inside him, ready to pour out and choke every light in the room. But that same power… bent toward the First’s pull. Like it recognized the voice. From above, the thudding of boots drew closer — the guild forcing their way down. Harlow’s voice carried, raw and sharp:

But lucky for them, everyone remained silent, albeit annoyed at her presence. "We can't wait for the scouts to come back just to tell us that Damion has moved on," Selene said, looking at me earnestly. I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. "What do you suggest we do then?" I asked inquisitively. She gave me a coy smile. "A little bit of magic." Shortly after, Selene had gathered in front of her some things she would need to do her magic. We all watched with curiosity as she placed the items on my desk. There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones.

She nodded and began filling Elfreda in with all the secret information regarding her second brother. "Brother Chester had been suffering from the 'Magic Backfired' ever since he was born. Besides my parents, King Brother Oswin and Alessa, no one knew about this. After all, it is a disgrace to a royal family if this is to leak out. You know that King Brother inherits both my parents' powers, don't you? He is half a fighter and half a healer. As for me, I only take after my mother's power, making me a healer. This is why my body will get exhausted quickly if I use magic that involves fighting or attacking. I'll be fine, though, if I use healing magic. But for Brother Chester, he doesn't take

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

“I understand.” “Oh no. cheer up. You will soon see them anyway. So, why the rush? Come on, let’s start on today’s lessons.” “Okay”, Angela said with a nod. The pups’ birth aside. She needs to focus. The goddess chuckled and brought out a knife. “We need to learn healing”, she said. “You know I told you that apart from the elements the elementals can weigh, they all have certain powers.” “You did”, Angela confirmed. “The Healer, The Killer, The Retriever and The Provider.”

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

After all that has happened, do they still think I would run away screaming? She must have realised that I wouldn’t run away. She nodded, it seemed more to herself than it was meant for me as she continued her narrative. “The Element essences are, Fire, Water, Earth and Air.” When she said Fire, she extended her hand towards me with her palm upward.

“I thought it might be a good place to write the spells and everything down? You can use a spell to hide them so that only those you allow to see it can see the spells.” Willow takes the book curiously. It already looks old but in more of a cool, antique way than a dusty attic way. Maybe this will help? Since that day she unlocked everything her mind has been overwhelmed with the amount of information she’s been told: spells, magic, potions, and everything else at that. Maybe writing them down will free her mind slightly?

Rita The air in the hidden wing of the library was thick with the scent of aged parchment and something deeper—magic, old and restless. Rita trailed her fingers along the spines of the grimoires, each one humming under her touch like a sleeping beast. "This one," Derek murmured, pulling a heavy tome bound in cracked leather. "It’s been calling to you since we walked in." Rita took it, the moment her skin met the cover, a shudder ran through her.

Once inside it’s walls, there wasn’t a magic on the face of this earth that could be used. Not even my shadow abilities—which was scary as all hell. “Hmm, I think that ‘Elemental Magic for Beginners’ and ‘Potions, Elixirs, and More’ would be better suited in Lola’s pack, don’t you think?” Ember mused, her eyes scanning some of the pages scatted around her desk. Her voice carved through my thoughts, chasing away the chill that the Tower never failed to evoke.