Female Magicians Novels & Stories

"She needed to go back to find a solution!" "A solution?" I laughed out loud. "Damian, let me tell you a little fact. Isla isn't a shaman. She's a con artist. Her 'magic' is just a few party tricks." "Impossible! Her bloodline..." "Her bloodline?" I cut him off. "She's a mixed-blood, and a weak one at that. Her so-called shamanic magic comes from a beginner's guide she bought from a dusty, secondhand bookstore." I heard a sharp intake of breath on the other end.

Morgana explained with a sad smile on her face. I wondered why she looked sad despite the smile. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Who did this?" Sage asked with squinted eyes. "Cause I'm sure this isn't a thing back at the kingdom. This is related to black magic." He frowned. "Yeah, it isn't a thing in our world since it's a spell." Morgana shrugged. "But someone went extra miles to protect the people." "That must be Mila." Sage said. "She never grows up. The risk is huge." He complained.

"You mean the stuff you saw in those movies?" "Exactly!" Maggie sat up now, brushing stray blades of grass from her arms. "I’ve been watching a lot of them lately. Witches are supposed to be able to do insane things—telekinesis, pyrokinesis, controlling the elements, teleportation! And here we are, just… running like idiots. What if we never actually get to the good part?" I couldn't help but smirk at her dramatics, despite my exhaustion. "So, what, you think we should already be hurling fireballs and flying on broomsticks?"

Henry said, Jessica handover the car keys to Henry and she asked, “did you still want to see the magician,?“ “Yeah, we need to see him, and welcome him back to the entrance of our world,” Sharon said, “Alright, come with me” Jessica said, The three of them walked about ten minutes to the guest's house where they met the magician and the beautiful woman, though, the woman was a mamaid from beneath the sea, but she very beautiful, cool.and calm, Henry, Sharon and the magician exchanged pleasantries, and they stay with them a while before they sits up, and Sharon said, “we will be on our way now,”

She pushed back whatever thoughts that tried to form in her mind about this man. “I am done with men.” She chanted in her mind. “Your costume -“ he lowered his gaze to examine her outfit. “Are you portraying Allison the witch of Maridom?” He asked to be sure. Meagan tried not to follow his gaze down to the parts of her body that were revealing. She adjusted the stuffed toy cat and wand, balancing the glass on her other hand. The movement was to make him stop staring at her slightly exposed body. “Allison is my favorite icon.” She shook her head in agreement to his question.

All eyes were on her, in her small leather straps coursing over her shoulders and cinched at her waist to cover the back and front of her but leaving a tantalizing view of the bare expanse of her legs. She was as confidant as any man in this camp. Absent the fears the other females had of being killed during mating. Because Zyra was a mage in her own wright. Having enough abilities to evade the males. She had the full ability to choose one of her own but instead she amused herself with mercilessly teasing the only creature she saw as rivalling her magic. Magus. She sat down on the other side of him and Jaecar didn’t miss that she’d soon but Magus hand under the leather flaps at the front of

He ran a finger along the spines of several bound ledgers before selecting one and setting it down heavily. He opened it and flipped the pages before closing it. “Female magicians,” he repeated quietly and a long silence settled over the office. “Do you know about the exiling of female magicians that happened in my kingdom a decade ago before the king had died?” Sachin asked. Gallop does not answer Sachin immediately. Instead, he leaned back in his oversized chair and folded his thick fingers across his stomach. His eyes move from Sachi to Drake and then settle on Elaina.

Eventually we turned to dark magic. Morgana was raised in a Mother worshiping coven, though she was currently part of a Crone coven. It’s why she knew how to do fertility potions, but also knew dark magic spells. Honestly, until she mentioned that, I had never looked at the rest of her site. There were a lot of white magic spells: protection spells, good luck potions, and powders to rid your garden of gnomes. But at the bottom of the site, there were examples of the darker side of magic: spells to conjure the spirits of the dead, hexes, and blood magic.

I said to Amiel. “You still can, dear. There are many points through which magic flows in your body. Basically, there are only three; mind, hands, and blood. You’ve used the first two a lot. The second one is weaker when compared to the other two. It is basically a means of channeling magic created by means of the other two. But it is also capable of creating its own magic called ‘manus magic’. And as it happens that a woman’s mental strength is normally consumed by her pregnancy as she constantly battles to make sure she successfully delivers. This brings you down to the last means; the blood magic which is far superior to mental magic and manus magic.”

"Anyway, you're hired. Take good care of my daughter. A maid will show you your room and please start at the earliest possible time available. Your payment will be given at the end of the week." "Thank you for hiring me, Lord Devine. Your daughter is safe with me." The magician bowed and left the room with a maid in tow. As the door was closed, he opened the file he was given. "Santina. Rank C. Magician. 85% success rate. Her expertise are spellcasting, and runes translation. Too bad she can't enchant or activate runes. But she's good enough." Reynold hopes he didn't make a mistake having her daughter learn magic. His daughter these days feels like she going to blow up her room at any given