Fantasy Magical World Novels & Stories

“Who is that Vlad they talk about?” “You know, dear. In the real world there are evil people ... in the magic world there are evil wizards. They want to control the world of magic, and everything actually. To control both wizards and sceptic people. Kind, compassionate ones are used to drinking from the fountain of love ... but evil ones are fed with hatred and violence.” The woman, seeing Elizabeth was thoughtful, cupped her chin in her delicate palm.

Everything was white above the horizon. So this is my cognition world. A cognition world is according to the books are the magicians' place where they cultivate their power. A place where they make use and practice their initial control, a place where they create their own spells and incantations. I looked around and found out that the place was empty. All I see is an infinite white background. This place is lonely, dull, and empty. What a cognition world I have. This is within my expectation as I don't belong to this world. How could I have something, when at first I didn't even have power. I'm just merely borrowing this body and identity.

The magi additionally knew a few different dialects of different races including that of the antiquated pixies, mythical serpents, beasts along with a few different tongues that contained secretive otherworldly power. The most astonishing part was the guides displayed in many books were drawn on a planet. The main distinction is the planets in this world were referred to of as planar universes. A few books from the period of enchantment portrayed that there were other planar universes and they were additionally circle like articles that were suspended in the unfilled drained of space.

Once again, the dream she had never quite been able to grasp started to play. Hypatia was the first of all the human world. It was the only realm created directly from Anwyn. It seemed obvious that this would give them the advantage of being the most magical mortal realm, though in reality, it was almost completely devoid of magic. There were a handful of people who beat the odds and had tiny traces of repressed magical abilities. Most of these people had no clue what magic was or even that they were blessed with this precious gift. Magic had no room to grow here. It was blocked by the negative energy that permeated the air. Hypatia had the potential to be an amazing, magical place.

she said in her ethereal voice. "I don't know how," I said in a hoarse whisper. "I don't even know who I am." The woman tilted her head to the side and observed me quietly. "You are the one born by the moon and of magic," she said. The words were familiar to me somehow. "You are the one born of two worlds, meant to unite your tribes and protect them from oppression." Her words held something powerful within them and I knew in my heart that they were true. The celestial-like woman placed her hands gently on my shoulders.

Lucas said and they went to meet the guys that beckon on them to join them. Getting back home, Alex feels that he had learn a lot about that magic spells and practices. Hustle like them in the world, the magic system is like a mode of communication,combat and fun for them in this world. Going further in the book, Alex could point out that magic is based on two practices, the black and white practice. The white are the good people who practice magic for good while the black are the evil ones. During his reading, he found out that magic is also included in all realms including his realm. So why did nobody mentioned it to him while he was in there. Why did they insist that there is nothing abou

♡Arielle’s POV♡ It was like we had stepped into a magical world that only existed on the pages of fantasy books. The Intertwine was nothing like the grey-scale world I had imagined. It was beautiful. No, beautiful could not cut it. It was ethereal.

Dayanara snorted and brushed past Lyle, walking ahead behind Squall. “Is the curse making you more temperamental?” I laughed and glanced up at Lyle, who was glaring at Dayanara. “I don’t know. But something about her really aggravates me.” “What you are about to see … you can never reveal.” Gunnar’s voice brought our attention to the front. Two large black wooden doors were pushed open. My eyes widened as a magical world map floated around us. You could see movement and clouds rushing over the surface. This was high-level magic.

That made it clear—there was no point pushing the subject. “It’s just… the things you’re capable of doing, only Alphas in this world come close to that kind of power.” I placed a hand over the mark on my neck, my thoughts scrambling to find a new logic behind it. “There are many things that make our worlds different,” he said after a short pause. “Mine is full of magic—everywhere, in every creature. But the only magic in this world doesn’t even belong here. It’s just a messy, accidental spillover.”

Not even close. What kind of fantasy world was this man living in?