Fantasy Magic Circle Novels & Stories

AURORA’S POV We sat on the four sides of the map and joined our hands together. “When we give you the signal you all have to cut your palm and let the blood drip on the map. No one speaks in between. Is that clear?” We all nodded our heads and held hands forming a circle. Zarina and I closed our eyes and started chanting the spell. A first everything was dark but as the spell advanced, I could see glimpses of visions between the darkness but it was all hidden behind some haze…

"Before you leave and we do not meet again, it is essential to know that the gem must not be moved from its place. Its sitting base is connected to the core of the Earth that charges it to produce its power. As well, its position is momentous for specific constellations that are created to the universe. If it leaves its place, you have to know that the wishes you have just fulfilled will cease to exist at the same time, and the necklace light will go out. I fulfilled my purpose, and now I will leave. By this instant, I am not any longer the keeper of the gem. From now on, you will have to decide how to keep it safe here, in the place it belongs. It is your responsibility now. " "I understand

“You mean—” “Whatever group planted this… they’re targeting magic at the root.” She doesn’t speak. She doesn’t have to. We both know what that means. The Circle of Silence. Or worse, an old Weaver faction gone rogue. I start drawing a ward over the sigil to contain it. But the moment I trace the second arc, the glyph flares. I fall backward with a cry, my ribcage burning. My magic lashes out instinctively, forming a shield between me and the stone.

How could I have been so careless? Because you were too busy thinking about a certain man with golden eyes, a voice in my head whispered. I shook my head and finished getting dressed. I pulled on a simple white blouse and black pants, tied my hair back in a ponytail, and grabbed my purse. The black card was still inside, tucked into the inner pocket. I'd looked at it at least twenty times since yesterday, running my fingers over the embossed lettering. Damian Blackwood. CEO. I didn't know what kind of CEO he was or what company he ran. The card only had his name and a phone number. Nothing else. It was mysterious, just like him.

If that happens they will not have another such wide vacant place and an already carved magic circle. Constructing another Magic Circle could take them months. As it was a big spell it couldn't just be drawn by any witch in the air, they could risk dying if they did so. It needed to be on a surface and as wide as this. Finding another such place or carving another Destination Designation Circle could cost them precious lives as it will hardly take a week before the vicarious appetite of demonic monsters will wipe out half of the population. Valerie and other senior witches observed her in wonderment. The Princess was in a mild conscious state while observing through the eyes of her Familiar

growled Soren, his massive form already hefting a heavy stone. "Every one get into the circle and do not leave no matter what until I say so." I announced. I focused, pushing aside the fear that threatened to overwhelm me. The magic circle was intricate, a delicate web of power that needed precise placement and intention. My fingers flew across the surfaces of the stones, tracing the ancient symbols and items we had gathered then began chanting the forgotten words. The air shimmered, a faint blue glow beginning to emanate from the circle’s center. "They're almost here!" Lyn voice was sharp, his eyes scanning the black line approaching us like termites.

"The book only has a love binding spell since it is a romance story. It would have been better if there was a story about the transmigrating soul, and escaping a different world, or whatsoever." She sighed and thought, her desperation to keep alive in the empire made her sort such a silly process from a storybook, crazy as it seems, but she had to give it a try. "If I can't escape here. Then I should do something to make the King tap in the love spell for a little longer." She found the page that explains magic circles, and it states that the cost to pay the price for using magic varies depending on how complicated the magic circle is. The cost is crucial when one is trying to cast a spell.

That was why for a Mage was something used to measure their Mana control capacity. On the Petunia Continent, the Magic Academy was a school that everyone could enter—who could pay the fees, or who received special scholarships. However, to enter the Magic Academy, the most important requirement was that one had to have formed an or had become a <1st Circled> Mage. Only after they were accepted into the Magic Academy did they get certified as a <1st Class> Mage. From year to year, a Mage would develop and climb their ranks.

Walganus shook his head and said, “I don’t know. However, after heading to the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion’s library chamber and reading a few ancient texts, I learned that this pavilion is in fact a huge Magic Circle. This Magic Circle is able to continuously absorb Sword Intent and Sword Energy. So, I think we first need to remove the Magic Circle to obtain the inheritance.” James hurriedly said, “It’s no use. I’ve already asked the Sword Master about this. She told me that this Magic Circle has existed since antiquity. It’s a long-lost Magic Circle made up of 1008 mountains. She has no idea what this Magic Circle is nor how to activate or deactivate it.” Hearing this, Walganus asked, “Wha

I was sitting on the large, concrete tone in the large room, held against it by invisible bands over my hands, stomach, and thighs. I couldn’t even teeter because of the strength of the force that held me down there. I tried to reach into my core for magic and felt the energy snuffed out like wind blowing over fire. “What the hell…” I muttered under my breath, glancing around. Unlike the usual setting, the large room was dark, with a small, weak light overhead, lighting the area around me. I tried to reach out to my magic again and failed, then it hit me. The Crimson Circle Nexus was built to resist true magic. Only sorcery can work here.