End Of The Magic Era Novels & Stories

For a second, I thought it was some kind of miracle, and I instinctively tried to pat Wade's shoulder to comfort him. But when my hand passed right through him, I realized I was only a spirit now. I was dead. That realization made me suddenly remember Zach's promise before he left. "I'll come back to you." He broke his promise.

Matilda's head was reeling. She wished she could go back to that evening in the bookstore and reverse the order of events. She would not have performed the spell. She would not have thought that magic was silly and was not in existence. She could do anything to take it back. Anything at all. Now she was stuck here, back in time and she did not know any way of going back to the familiarity of her life in Oxford city.

Bernie took a sip of the coffee. “You humans and your misguided values. A eugenicist decoded the book in hopes he could remove all the handicapped, and the slow-witted from the world. A single word changed the entire intention of his spell. Avalon and earth have combined into a single realm. In short, magic has returned to earth. As have all the creatures of legend and lore.” Bernie asked the question on everyone’s mind, “Do humans have magic?” Elphame rose from her chair and gripped Bernie’s double chin with a bejeweled hand, “Are your eyes normally blue?”

Magic was surging through the earth, vibrant and renewed. The low lighting seemed to deepen the shadows cast along his face. “I’ve been working with several congress members and even the Vice President, all of which happen to see the value in a magic ruled world. History is nothing more than a cycle of destruction where humans come out victorious, and everything else suffers. Our planet has suffered long enough. It is dying, and even the humans can no longer ignore it. Their era is nearing its end.” I looked at him in shock. Vice President? As in, of the entire country?

They couldn't be compared. "The red stone displayed their powers often. Everyone liked to see it but after the death of the last alpha and his family, it was the last time the world ever witnessed magic being performed by the pack" "You don't believe Alpha Thorne has magic?" "There are rumors and Agnia..." he stopped himself but he had piqued my curiosity. "What about Agnia?"

Time to end this one way or another. ***

It's a good thing my hair is a little long so that it hides the top of my ears, since they're no doubt red and scalding like hot coals. "Hypermodern. Where to start. Relatively younger than the earlier three, but very prominent. While Parallel and Classical usually take up somewhere between half and sixty-percent of the magical population, Walpurgis and Hypermodern dominate about thirty-five to forty percent. Hypermodern emerged around the turn of the last century. Things because the residence of magic more. The other school of magic imbued objects, lamps, books, or paintings with curses, hexes, and mesmers, but hypermodern took it one step further. Abandoning nature all together, man-made t

And now, that time is near. Here's the plan: Before I return fully to Finding the Heart of Magic, I want to complete another story I've been working on first. Once that is finished, I will be back with new chapters and exciting twists! I promise it will be worth the wait. In the meantime… If you're reading this, it means you've received a notification about a chapter update. While this is not a full chapter, I wanted to ensure you all saw this message—so you know the story is not abandoned and will return stronger than ever.

"I hope this war will end more favorably than the last. Isn't that why the Fates put up the wall and divided the land of magic?" The two males looked at one another with sadness in their eyes. "It divided everyone, not just the land," Bolemir responded. "Before our time it is said that all magical creatures used to walk alongside the humans, even the Fates. When the war happened, magic and non magic forces fought until everyone was on the brink of destruction if they had continued. After setting up a safe place for both Gifted and the Common, more and more of the Fates retreated into the Mystic Spires giving up their mission to protect and help humanity..."

This is the best path forward to keep my kingdom, my people, and my wife safe. But then, a few pages later, came the shocking, awful turn. Sofia is dead. I will spend the next thousand lifetimes trying to find her again. Little did he know just how true that was. A few pages later, another paragraph caught my eye, one that sent me reeling: After Sofia’s death, magic has vanished from most of the kingdom. The Dragon Knight line remains strong, but has now been reduced to a few noble and royal families throughout the kingdoms. It appears that the memory of magic has disappeared along with its actual presence.