Fantasy Magic Staff Novels & Stories

“Now, this is the most important part. To get magic, you have to be a good kid.” “Eehhh! You’re lying to me, grandma!” Mariana grumbled. Marina chuckled. “Silly kid! Why would I lie to you? It’s true. You see, only the elemental spirits can grant you magic. Actually, there are two more ways, but I wouldn’t want you to do that. Anyway, those four spirits grant their magic differently.” She paused for a bit, then continued. “Wind spirits can be found on those same islands above us. They will give it to you if you just ask, but you have to be there in the first place. So that is out of the question.” She stopped once again as she noticed Mariana nodding from time to time.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Lydia snapped, glaring at him. She muttered a spell, and the walls turned translucent, revealing countless identical objects floating in the void beyond. Their glowing red outlines gave them an ominous appearance. “You have no intention of letting us leave, do you?” she asked. The object pulsed. “Leave the girl chosen by the tortoise, and I will let the rest of you go.” 'It means me,' I thought, a chill running down my spine. The boss stepped forward, placing himself between me and the machine. His voice dropped to a whisper, so low I had to heighten my senses to catch it. “Girl, be honest with me. You use fire magic, and you have heightened senses. Are you a hybrid?”

Keran's eyes widened and he grins and walks up to me. "Can you show me it," he grins excitedly. I lifted my fingers and the blue flame flickered across the tips. Keran chuckled and shook his head. "You're taking after your grandfather, you just need a staff and you'd be exactly like him in power," he chuckles. I opened my hand and a long black staff grew, the blue flame appeared on the top wrapped in intricate filigree. Keran's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. His amazement was written clearly on His face.

“Your mom had a hard time too, but she was a badass with a dagger.” My lips twitched into a smile. “Thanks…” I tried to focus, but I couldn’t feel what he was hoping I would. He picked one up, it glowed in his hands, and he handed it to me. My shoulders slumped as I got back to my seat beside Duke. I looked down at the slowly fading staff and huffed. I wouldn’t fall behind. There had to be a way for me to figure out how to use my magic now that my restraint was gone. The training hall buzzed with energy as I adjusted the grip on my sparring staff.

The room seemed to hold its breath. As her fingers closed around the staff, a radiant glow burst forth, enveloping Simone in a soft golden light. The runes along the staff’s surface flared to life, and the crystal at its tip blazed with a brilliance that lit up the entire room. A gentle breeze swept through, carrying a sense of peace and renewal. I gasped, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight. Simone stood tall, her expression one of awe and determination. The staff seemed to hum in harmony with her, as though it had been waiting for her all along.

It was Aodh himself and the strength and power held in one hand, flicking Finn and me to the ground easily like we were gnats. It was his staff that gave him power. I had told Lamia and Kellen this, though they already knew. It was his staff that allowed him to cross through openings. Long and made of black wood with an amber stone that sat atop of it in branches that curled like claws. That was my goal. Once we reached Aodh, I was going for that staff and breaking it into pieces. It may cost me my life but by the gods, I would complete my mission come hell or heaven.

Celeste says. "Yes yes but now I promised you a gift after the mating ceremony. I hope you will like it and the upcoming war be prepared and gather as many allies as you can. Tell Tony and Damien to find the "Holy staff" it can stop any necromancers magic and Tony is the only one that can wield it but he needs Damien's help to find it." Luna explains and I nod. Too much info but sure I will remember it some way. Artemis nudges my hand with her nose and I stroke her fur when she suddenly gets up and I gasp at her new form. She is standing on her back legs and her front legs shifts into arms and her chest are widening.

Alex frowned, his voice deepened, “Reports reveal he is still with the staff. Although there have been rumors that he has started studying up on black magic, he wishes to upgrade the staff.” “That slimy bastard!” I spat, my body vibrating, “Does he not understand the gravity of his actions? Magic dark or white should not be tampered with, there are consequences for every action.” “How can he even use the staff?” Zara asked, “I thought only someone born with innate magic could use magical items?” “From Christoffs easy use of the staff I guess he has magic in his blood. That should also explain how he could enter the purple pack, in his youth and rise to the rank of general commander with a hi

The vibration echoed out and with it, the daunting threat of death disappeared from the vicinity of Juliet. "Wow! That was loud! Look at his staff, Maru! Isn't it impressive?!" Lyra exclaimed when she noticed the man beside the woman who wielded his weapon from out of nowhere. The wood nymph tried to fathom the name of the tree that was used in order to create the magical staff of the wizard in question. It took her a mere breath to know the answer. A branch from an ancient sequoia tree.