Fantasy Magic Circle Novels & Stories

I yelled at her. "Awwn." She fawned falsely and stared at me with a pitiful look before making a "tsk" sound. The kantras black magic ring was a powerful ring that takes the life of anyone that comes in contact with it, except of course its owner. When hit with the ring, it drains life out of an human. It reduces the person's breathing pace and also dry up the blood that runs in the veins. "She should be dead by now cause her other half is with us. Properly tortured by us." She boasted.

"Why do I feel... so... heavy?" I whisper looking over at Candi, hoping she can give me the answer. "This is where she practices her magic. It came at a high cost," she whispers back. "The whole area is imbued with her magic. And in case you haven't figured it out yet, she's all about dark magic." I'm going to agree with her assessment. The whole place felt dark and twisted.

“That’s really arrogant of you. I wonder if your capability is as good as your mouth?” Hell Doyen sneered. “Since all of you are determined to die, I shall fulfill your wish!” When his voice died away, a few streams of radiance descended from the sky and landed in five different locations. Five-colored magic circle energy spread out like a mist all of a sudden and encircled them. “Felicity, enjoy the grand gift I’ve prepared for you!” Hell Doyen’s ghastly voice sounded further away gradually, while Penta-sun Doyen’s expression changed drastically. He said, “That’s the Five-ele Murder Magic Circle!”

Xasha shouted in the warehouse on the top of his lungs. He was excited to have stumbled upon a breakthrough from the first energy beast he studied. Up until now, magic circles were drawn with fingers, and a simple magic circle could use dozens of runes. As a result, the smallest magic circles could fit on a 1 square feet tile, any smaller and mistakes would be made.

POV: Luna The howls grow louder. Closer. Everyone in the Moon Circle tenses, but the Headmaster's voice cuts through the panic. "Hold your positions. Do not break the circle." The standing stones around us begin to glow, pulsing with ancient magic. The Moon Circle isn't just a gathering place. It's a fortress. "The wards will hold," Professor Cael says calmly. "Continue the ceremony." But everyone's focus is broken. We're all listening to those howls. Counting them.

A large circle similar to the ritual one was etched into the floor, though this one lacked the central relic and ceiling crystal. “Do I have to bleed for this, too?” I asked, wariness creeping in. “Not today,” he said. “We’ve tortured you enough this week.” He gestured to the circle. “Stand in the center,” he said. “Bare feet.” I kicked off my boots and stepped into the circle. The stone was cool under my soles. “Your magic is like… a spring under a rock,” he said, moving around the perimeter. “Pressure keeps it tamped down. When you force it out, it bursts. That’s dangerous—for you and anyone nearby.”

The ground vibrated, a low thrum that crawled up through my bones. Kael stood just beyond the outer ring, blade drawn. The wolves formed a perimeter. No one spoke. No one moved. I stepped into the Circle alone. The air changed instantly. It wasn’t just colder, it was alive. The magic here wasn’t like the Veilstone. It wasn’t light or dark. It was hunger. Ancient. Endless. The bond flared inside me, weak but still pulsing. I felt the rot Lyra had warned about, a thin thread of black, coiled tight around the child’s heartbeat like a thorned vine.

He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against her will.", Oz said proudly. "It looks cheap. But the question is, will she love me?", Gregory asked. "Do you think you will love her the same if she is madly in love with you? If she chased behind you like all the other?" Oz asked.

A sense of unease settles, and the people are left wondering how long peace will remain in Zodia. For the next one hundred years the Mother Dragon looks down in sadness at a world watching as the lights gradually disappear. They held such promise but once again, have lost their way. As she prepares to gather the aspects together once again, she is surprised to find that not all hope may be lost after all.

Although I more than once traced worry in their eyes when I answered something, which they quickly hid behind smiling faces. “Dearest, why don’t you tell us about your powers? Azlela said she had not seen a child with so much magic in her since she herself was born.” Cianna asks me, and I feel myself blush a deep red. I have never talked to anyone but Azlela about my magic, and she drilled into my head how it was something not to talk openly about. Cianna seems to read my mind, as she reaches over the table and takes my hands. “Azlela was a cautious woman. And I imagine how she must have ingrained in you that magic is not something you talk about. But we are family, and you are safe.” Her ey