Female Magicians Novels & Stories

I wasn’t scared, exactly, but the thought of upsetting Jenny was enough to make me come over all defensive. How did this happen? Had I been indoctrinated? I could just imagine Jenny waiting until I fell asleep every night, and then whispering hypnotic suggestions into my ear. You can’t argue against women’s ability to guilt trip the shit out of you. Well played, feminists, well played. “They are not mated,” agreed Nicopez. “Females drain the source of magic.” He looked up at the glowing ball sitting on top of his staff. “He could not produce magic of this power if he took part in sexual congress.”

Paige added with a smirk, "Luckily for me, the girls who were with me only paid attention to your appearance and not to what was in your bark. Two of them have already entered the Academy of Catara as mages, but they don't have much potential, they'll be green with envy when they realize what they have missed." Cassy then asked her as she didn't remember that the medicinal herbs her mom bought could make seeds, "Paige, you said these magic herbs can make seeds, I didn't know that, how many seeds can they provide?"

“Are you just born that way, or do you study? I know there are cults out there with witch wannnabes. I’m talking about the real deal.” “The real deal, eh?” Megan mused. “I’d say that you have to have some type of talent as a sensitive in order to work magic correctly. You could do it if you wanted to. You have a good enough psyche and already an excellent handle on herbs. You’d only need a bit of learning.” She gave me a toothy smile that not only displayed her teeth, but a bit of raisin that clung to an incisor. “Yep, you’d make a fine witch.” I smiled as I pointed to my own incisor and informed her that she was sporting a raisin. She removed it with a giggle and a shrug before helpi

Princess Damina turned to her and angrily spoke to her. "You Sisters of Magic in the land where we come from are good at that, one of the evil things you are good at. Now you want to have a man here just recently you arrived and tell me again, what it is your kind are good at doing to men when they have sex with them, trap them, take their will away from them and turn them into your slaves?"

“You heard me, no need for me to chew my cabbage twice girl.” “They burned your eyes? Why would someone do that?” Cassia said with a tone of disbelief. “Not just someone, she’s be a thorn in my side for years. Her name is Magda and her cunt of a daughter Melba. They practice illegal magic. Mostly the dark arts and as you can see a coup.” Ogra stated matter of factly. “Is there anything that I can do to help you?” Cassia asked. “The only thing I can think of is tears from a dragon, and good luck finding some of those.” Ogra chuckled.

From the middle of the ring, a tall drake with the long red center spike of a sea drake takes his place near the center of the stage. “Greetings Noble folk from across the realms,” His voice carries on the wind, augmented somehow by some unseen force, as he bows before us all, his wings transformed into a coat of iridescent scales. “I am THE Magician, the bringer of mystery and magic from across the realms. On behalf of our benevolent Queen Eleanora, I wish you all a brilliant and fabulous ALL KINGDOM FAIRE!!!” With those last three words, he pumps his fist to punctuate his words as flames shoot up around him, exploding into stars of colored light.

“That whole warehouse was something else. That room with all the bodies laid out like a morgue… And that warlock and his two women… creepy.” “A magical mishap,” Sigrid told him. “They happen. With surprising frequency. Some witches and warlocks are truly irresponsible with their magics, and I say that as someone who frequently dabbles myself. Over the centuries, I have seen some f-k ups that would give you nightmares.” “Is it polite to ask…” Dan hesitated.

She obliged but only on the strict condition that she would no longer do stupid shit like that. "I mean it, Malia, if I ever catch you doing black magic ever again, you will be without your powers forever." Magdalene said sternly, and she agreed that she would never do that again. She got her powers back. I suspected that she was still practicing it, but I never caught her in the act, or maybe she just got better at hiding it.

Her intuition calls her to open a certain page and her fingers automatically open the said page. The title of the page reads “Forest Magic”. Katya frowns but reads it anyway. “The magick is a living being. It lives, breathes, talks and feels. Magick is always bound to something. It could be a person, a thing, an emotion, or an event but it is never alone. You just have to understand how to communicate with it.” She moves to the entry that her mother made on 6th October 1968.

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a