First Magician Novels & Stories

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

I had this feeling that he was worse than a cruel horse who would beat me if he didn't like me. Liene pulled me towards the front seats, causing us to see the enormous space here. Until a man came out even though there was no door. He probably used magic. Is he from Bandalia Cifalia Region? "Greetings, my fellow warriors! Let me introduce myself. I am Abram Thas! The chief magician of Bandalia Cifalia. I am here in front of all of you to let you know that the long-awaited reckoning for our beloved region will take place!” Almost everyone here shouted as they raised their right hand, the symbol of victory or unity.

asked Master Magaera as he stared into Skylar’s eyes. Skylar’s face contorted with anger as he screamed out at the disciples, “Everybody! He who strikes Master Magaera from the sky will be handsomely rewarded!” Everybody instantly got excited and started rushing towards Master Magaera. “Hahahaha…” laughed Maser Magaera fearlessly as he starred at the people rushing towards him. “Did you think that these puny humans would make a difference? Skylar Blanc, how naive are you?” asked Master Magaera as he attacked the people rushing him.

They were so intent on solving a problem from their advanced magic class that they didn't hear Jake walking behind their table. "Alfred the First was the originator of the half-transformation. He harnessed his power during the full moon and was able to learn how to manipulate specific body parts in order to partially transform," Jake said, pointing down at Sam's paper and answering the question they couldn't find the answer to.

Agnes looked expectantly at the wise witch doctor, eager to hear the tale of the first student he had taught magic. Baba Tunde chuckled softly, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he reminisced about the past. “Ah, the first student I ever taught magic was quite a character,” he began with a warm smile. “His name was Juma, and he was a young man with a mischievous spirit and boundless curiosity.” Agnes leaned in closer, intrigued to hear the story of Juma.

Candles burned with unnatural flames that had no earthly source, and the air shimmered with the weight of their intent. Kai Jr. stood at the center, hands raised, ancient words spilling from his lips in languages that predated their kingdom. These were the phrases of the first mages, the bold fools who had first dared to breach the barriers between worlds. Shadows curled around his fingers, drawn by his nature, binding with the light Seraphina summoned from her dragon's heart and the raw strength Alexander offered from his warrior's soul.

I stood there, hidden in the shadows, watching the scene unfold with a heavy heart. The magician, now a renowned CEO, had reappeared in our lives, and the impact was immediate. He arrived in a display of wealth and power, dressed immaculately and exuding an aura of malevolence that had always been his trademark.

We were all monsters now. Adam had been the first to embrace what we were-werewolves, creatures bound by the moon. He'd called it a blessing, a gift from the Moon Goddess Selene. Our grandmother had sacrificed herself to protect us, invoking the ancient powers of our ancestors. But for all her intentions, the result was something that couldn't be undone.

Would we keep running, or would we have to confront and eliminate those rogue magician from the organization? When we arrived, the place was nothing like the haunted-house version of a magician's home I had imagined. Instead, it looked like a serene paradise. The moment I stepped out of the car, I felt an indescribable sense of comfort, a calmness that allowed me to relax and enjoy the peace. I instantly understood why the old magician was so determined to protect this tranquility. Captivated by the surroundings, I didn't realize I was blocking Neil and Harry, who were still inside the car.

Hope surged through me. I ran faster, the promise of safety fueling my every step. Freedom was within reach. But then, without warning, a powerful force slammed into me, sending me sprawling. I crashed to the ground, the air knocked from my lungs. I looked up, my heart sinking. The magician stood before me, his eyes glittering with amusement. He chuckled, a cold, mocking sound. "Impressive, Elena," he said, his voice smooth and deceptively gentle. "I must admit, I underestimated your determination. But escaping me? My dear, that was simply impossible."