Fairy Tail: Ice Magic Novels & Stories

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.

Jumping off the table, I reach out for the flashlight I dropped, but before I have the chance to, Liam pulls me back behind him, his chest rumbling with a threatening growl. -"Whatever is down here with us is pure evil, Beatrice." Blizzard's voice resonates in my mind. Even though I am wereless, I am not spiritless. Blizzard is the Ice Phoenix I inherited from my mother and the reason why I am a walking ice-making machine. My mother was able to master his abilities with ease. I, on the other hand, struggle with each snowflake. -"Bea, I need you to lock yourself inside the fridge. How fast can you input the key code?" Liam asks, his hand keeping a tight grip on my wrist.

Being born in Enchantria and having the chance to know amazing enchanters like them. Lena suddenly took my hands and danced with me in the middle of the crowd. I happily went with her who drags me all around our yard while being greeted by different people. Everyone knows me, that didn’t surprised me though. I am a half-fairy, one of the rarest demi-human that exists in Enchantria. People like me once lived in Centrevia, the main and the center land of Enchantria. Fairies and half-fairies yields ice magic which is very rare. Only fairies and royal bloods possess this unique magic so I’m deeply honored. My mother didn’t became a half-fairy because her mom is a pure human who’s an Air wizard.

He explained as he closes his hands as the mana disappeared. Alesteria is fascinated by this, her eyes twinkling in delight as she stared at Ich with an amazed expression. "If you want to see a real illusionary magic..." Ich felt a little better seeing her expression as he smirked, snapping his fingers as the mana that he had previously shown to them made Ich change his appearance. "You should've just done this." His black hair changed into white, eyes turned into violet, while his skin turned lighter and more flour-like than his usual caramel tone.

“hey i had my share of those before you even flew back home.” “fuck off, i should make Xaden fly out and feel Evan’s wrath. It'd be good for him.” Andre’s brows wiggle as he smirks “I'm sure you’re only thinking of that for the sake of training.” “of course.” Daniel stands and stretches to prepare to go out on the ice. Shooting off a cheeky wink as he skates backwards, "Innocent intentions only, what kind of team captain do you take me for?” Andre rolls his eyes and prepares himself for his thirty minutes to be up.

The fairy in white waved her hand, and countless magic herbs and immortal medicines around the lake flew into the tripod. "Senior, this cat..." Ding Hao cupped one hand in the other before his chest and was about to speak. The fairy in white turned her head and looked at Ding Hao, her eyes as clear as a spring. They seemed to be emitting dense Icing Qi, which could instantly freeze one's soul. She said, "You want to save it?" Ding Hao did not dare to neglect her. He ran the Yin and Yang Pisces Diagram to resist the power of her gaze. He nodded and said, "It is my friend."

"All magical output is monitored. Allowable magic includes speed enhancements, minor elemental effects, and protective auras. Teleportation, offensive spells, and reality-altering magic are forbidden. Overuse initiates temporary mana freeze. Penalties: minor infractions, two minutes; major infractions, five minutes plus a point deduction; severe infractions, ejection and review. He gestured at holographic runes hovering above the rink. "Tier 2 arenas include environmental effects: wind gusts, shifting ice. Adaptability, strategy and teamwork decide who will emerge as victor. A nonmagical prodigy such as Demidov will be judged based on skill and safety alone. Enjoy the match. The puck had dro

"No treat?" He gave a long, slow shrug. "Should I expect one?" He turned around immediately. "See no. Just focus and watch me make you eat my dust." I skated a few laps, testing the ice, the glide, the sharpness of my turns. And damn, it was perfect. I glanced back at Tristan, who watched from the sidelines, arms crossed, his expression amused. "Not bad," I announced, gliding down and stopping right in front of him. "Makes it better that no one can hear us."

The parchment burst into flames, not burning but transforming—the ash swirling upward in a spiral of silver smoke. The smoke split into three threads, each one curling toward them, seeping into their skin where the blood had been drawn. Rita gasped as it hit her—a connection, sudden and sure, like a second heartbeat nestled beside her own. Freda’s eyes glowed faintly. "It’s done." Pru exhaled, flexing her fingers. "Woah." Rita pressed a hand to her chest, where the bond hummed. She could feel them—Freda’s steady determination, Pru’s sharp intuition—like threads of light woven into her own magic.

Seeing that, Sheele immediately pointed both of her hands towards them all. “Go sleep in the cold temperature of Karelia. Frostkuola!!” KRRRR The student named Sheele released dozens of magical ice chunks and made them all freeze. She turned out to be an ice magical girl, one of the rare types of magic. "Cool," Flo praised. The dust from the attack disappeared. However, behind it all, another magical girl was seen right in front of the frozen enemies. Apparently, she was another student from the 2-F class. Sheele, who saw the person, immediately approached her without hesitation.