Fairy Tail: Ice Magic Novels & Stories

Even after everything I offered him. He still gave her his loyalty. I claw at the rug, trying to breathe, trying to pull magic to me. But it sputters uselessly. It’s unstable and weak. The backlash from the tether’s death writhes through my veins like shattered glass. Ice magic has no mercy. It doesn't blaze. It doesn't cry. It waits, creeping into the hollow places until everything crumbles. I scream once, raw and wordless, hoping that giving voice to my pain and fury will ease it.

It'd do her good to look less desirable. "Look what you did to me!" Bianca cries before pulling my hair. Really? We're gonna have a cat fight in the cafeteria? I don't have any offensive magic... I don't even have defensive magic! All I have is healing magic! But I have a fist. And I pull it back and swing it full force at her nose. The crack rings through the silent room. "It's not fair! You can't have him! He's mine!" Snarls the slut.

Astrid said with a hint. "How to? This monster is immune to magic elements! Being physically attacked isn't that effective either!" Draco exclaimed as he jumped out of the way. “The weakness is the White Dragon's purification snow. The Heart of Magic can create it as long as you remember how to use the magic,” said Astrid. "I remember. But how to use The Heart of Magic?” Draco asked, confused. “Through me, your amicus. Our souls are connected through magic contracts, and I am currently one with The Heart of Magic. So use me as your Amicus and borrow the power of The Heart of Magic,” said Astrid.

Freida straightened and crossed her arms. "Hello," she greeted. Freida answered with a curt nod. Her gaze was serious. Erica's smile faltered. She had made sure that her mental barrier was up. "So..." she tried to strike a conversation unable to guess what was in the older woman's mind. Freida regarded her silently before saying, "I have received the information that my son's mate and the future Luna Queen is a mage. Is it true?"

Irina was amazed, looking at her dress. “Let me see your bleeding hands.” Lucas closed the gap between them. He didn’t need to do anything with her face as the slapping mark had already gone. “Wow…” Irina impressed, looking at her clean hands. “I’m healed.” Smiling weakly, Lucas didn’t dare telling her that her wound healed itself and he did nothing about it but cleaned the blood stain. “I knew it.” Irina exclaimed. “Magic is amazing thing.” Lucas smile turned weaker. “Speaking of magic, why don’t you or Master Nieal scare of me? Why not have me burnt like stories I heard about magic users?”

His sister is definitely formidable. "Wait... forming a contract. Does that mean that Hiraya already activated her magic attribute? And since a mage could only form a contract with a beast if both of them have the same magic attribute, then doesn't that mean that Hiraya has an ice attribute?" Xavier finally realized the main point. Because it is impossible for Hiraya to form a contract with Snowy if she has not activated her magic attribute. It only means that she already did. "Hmm." Antonio only answered, and a smile formed its way to his face.

I nodded as he opened the door revealing two blocks of ice with the previous rulers, Senya's parents frozen within them. I walked around to the front of the fireplace, their eyes frozen open. "Who exactly do you presume has done this, Senya?" "Well, it's ice and the only one we know of that has ice magic other than Barinor would be…" He stopped talking for me to piece the pieces together. "This isn't magic, and it wasn't my brother." I say looking at the square blocks. "How do you reckon?" He asked crossing his arms, as I took a glance at him.

It contained books, clothes, and other necessities. “That’s about enough,” Lana said. “How about you? Excited?” She sat on Mariana’s bed. Mariana followed afterward. “I am! I don’t even know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight. My energy is overflowing!” Mariana exclaimed. Lana giggled. “I noticed that. Ever since you got that ring last week, you’ve been casting that same spell over and over. What was it again?” “Ah, you mean icebolt! That spell is cool — literally! It lets me shoot ice from my hand! Too bad I only managed to cast it once, and it disappeared almost immediately. Once I master it though, it’ll be really strong and awesome!”

I was the changeling, I thought, dazed, as his words began to make sense. A siren changeling. My voice had magic. A different sort of magic to the sharp, bitter metallic tang of the mages. I possessed the sort of magic that lured ogres to sleep when lullabies were sung, and mages to spill their seed when I cried out in pleasure.

He was our senior, top fighter and rumored psychopath. His pale eyes landed directly on me for a second and a chill ran down my spine. He said with his deep voice “The initiation begins.” Silence filled the chamber. Elias continued calmly “Tonight, new blood proves its worth.” Students stepped forward one by one offering blood into silver bowls. This was a ritual, an ancient wolf ritual. Seeing it, my skin crawled and I had difficulty breathing. What the hell!! What's happening to me? My legs felt weak and my vision blurred but before I collapsed on the ground, Aiden’s hand stayed locked around my arm tightly.