Female Magicians Novels & Stories

It turns out Lilith is faster—she cuts my cheek and draws my blood. "Delicious!" The blonde woman licks her fingers and laughs wickedly, as if high on my blood. Her pupils dilate, and those eyes, darker than black, focus on me yet again. "I'm not good at offensive magic but," she glances down at her now burning hands, smiling. "I can copy other people's magic temporarily by drinking their blood." I gasp but don't have time to say anything. Lilith throws me one fireball after another, and I'm forced to hide behind a tall pillar in the throne room, hoping not to get burned.

Several more magicians came out, they took away all the weapons lying on the ground and which were on the captives and, together with the insensible bodies, dragged them into the basement. “Let's leave this plush wolf cub to ourselves,” the dark figure says in a completely different voice, nasty and low. And then she answers herself in a terrible voice, from which the heart stops. No, we don't need him. - the figure enters the house, waving his hand towards Berhes. The magician nods and begins to weave a purple wrecking ball spell. - Fucking magicians - only Berges has time to think before he shatters into bloody parts. Deathly silence reigned over the forest.

“She is one of us but she works for the opposite team. Isn’t that a low thing to do?” “Which woman?” Shawn looked at the magician’s black eyes that hid the tint of purple. “That woman? Rose?” “Yes of course, that harlot,” The magician complained, his words volumed his anger. “She must have been the one who told Dominic that my gem could activate my vampires.” “She did that?” Shawn raised his eyebrow, “But what do you mean by being one of you? She is a normal civilian.” “Normal? Which part of her is normal?” Spat the magician. “She is a witch! A witch, an even worse creature than me!”

As a matter of fact, he was deemed the oldest of the siblings. Madam Sif, also known as the queen of magic or the lady of magic. She was the founder of magical forces, although many believed she utilizes chaos magic to alter reality on a universal level but she doesn't. She was the source of magic to other entities on the planet ranging from witches, wizards and other hybrid species related to magic known as the mystic humans and the mystic vampires.

Trust should not be free; one thing should be trusted only if it’s worthy to be trusted. The Magicians had clans among themselves. They were divided by names of the angels or of demons who sired them. The Ariums could bend reality. By that, it meant illusions. They could drive anyone to madness. However, this could be good too. They could suffer by making this someone lived in reality without suffering on their own. This all played on the mind of the sufferer but there’s no pain. This could make the transition to death less painful – the Ariums’ world for them.

Across from her, a cloaked magician sat cross-legged. “Austin has found his mate,” Ariana said, dropping a strand of hair from a brush onto the table. “Here. Use this. Do a little magic. I need him to believe I’m the only one.” The magician’s face turned pale. “To tamper with a mate bond... it’s a sin against the Moon Goddess. I can’t do it!” Ariana’s smile faded. In one swift move, she grabbed the magician by the neck and squeezed, her voice low and deadly.

When the sorcerer hissed, turning into a chimera the witch was throwing her victims towards the a****n, when the a****n fought valiantly but was outnumbered and soon found herself cornered. She was called the great Miraculous Woman, strong, muscular, and beautiful, but not so strong against magic. As the witch was about to claim her prize, a group of sorcerers arrived at the scene, when they were powerful magicians, each skilled in their own unique way. Launching a wave of energy, the A****n with her shield retaliated, but it was difficult, the teeth of the beasts grabbed her shield. The sorcerers Morgana, Circe, Hecate, Medea, Nix, Medusa, who recently joined her side.

He'd stood up again, almost looking like he'd lunge at me if given the chance. "This young, female witch is the only one of her kind. Lineage that can be traced back to the last high mages before they went extinct. Adept magical properties, though easily contained with the correct magical runes or at the least, chemicals," a small chuckle and a few of the audience members joined in. "She's a prize, for sure. Imagine the properties just her blood alone holds. And, as a bonus, she's untouched merchandise." The spotlight suddenly went out, casting me back into darkness and I let my shoulders slump.

My father and brother are normals, my step-mother, step-sister, and half-sister are mermaids. Fairies have a magical power that comes naturally. No choice, not training. Most are short, with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mages are kind of like fairies but tend not to have colourful hair, instead having tattoo-like markings. Mages are born with some potential magic but have to choose their speciality and train. Weaker versions of fairies, some people say.

The structure of the lines of force in dark men and women is fundamentally different, as if they are representatives of two different elements, ”the artifactor exclaimed. — Does it happen? his son, Diane, was surprised. “It doesn’t happen with other magicians, the structures do not depend on gender and are completely identical in representatives of the same species. This dark one has lines of force, although they are different, but still similar to the carriers of other elements. But this woman! Her power center is absolutely amazing, I've never seen anything like it,” replied Lyen. “Then I don’t understand how they pass on their gift to children?” If they are so different, Diane wondered.