Good Magic Novels & Stories

Harry gulped again, why was he always surrounded by crazy women? "Ahahahaha....!" Harry laughed softly but filled with pain, "I just want to read a few history books. Because the man who loves history is said to be sweet and is liked by many women. Do you know the history of books and nature, let alone the history of his future girlfriend? Isn't that right?" Harry played one eye on Lis who immediately looked embarrassed. "Ahhh I see, it's you. It could be!" Lis patted Harry's arm again with that shy smile

More like yelling at me. “I gave you some of my magic. Amethyst walked me through the ritual. You do not feel any differently, do you? I mean Amethyst and I didn't have much time to discuss the topic but as I told her magic is not good or bad. It is neutral it is how the individual welds the magic does it determine the outcome.” I explained.

The Scald Crow rumbled through traffic. The armored troop carrier encouraged the smaller vehicles to move with a loud honk. Grace pulled out her ornate pocket watch and swore, "We are already late for the meeting with the police. Why can't magic fix traffic," She growled furiously. "Come on, Grace, the Scald Crow, can easily tear through gridlock. Why aren't we plowing through these toys?" Jack complained he shuffled a weathered deck of cards.

I hoped she would have a better idea of what I needed to know. Annalise struggled to lower herself into a sitting position across from me. “I’ve studied it closely since receiving it. It is pure magic, as you know, but that purity comes from choices and the goodness of the host. Not your sexual purity. Think of virgin as a synonym, not state of being.” I felt a small bit of relief. That meant the pure magic could be killed off, right? All the possessors had to do was something bad. What that entailed, though, I had no idea. How was it even still pure with me?

Before her sat a stack of books that seemed to hum with their own internal light. The cover was a masterpiece of Aetheric printing - a shifting, iridescent swirl of sapphire and gold that moved under the reader's touch. "The Color of Magic" was not a textbook. It was a love letter to a world that had finally opened its eyes. "For ten thousand years, we called the dark 'evil' because we couldn't see the spectrum within it," Emma told the packed room of reporters and scholars. Her voice was bright, her presence a beacon of the "Visual-Harmony" she had spent years perfecting. "Magic isn't a weapon. It’s the highest form of light. It’s the way the universe breathes. This book is for the child wh

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With that I dashed out of the kitchen " You cannot say thank you abi!!!" I heard Omale shout from the kitchen. " Come and collect it!!" I shout back "Can you guys just shut up" that was George. I would say he was the nerd of the house. Always reading, I read too but his own was just too much. He hated noise...any form of noise, and guess the worst, he believed in being a virgin still marriage, so he found our acts very irritating. Lol... Sometimes I wonder why God decided to waste such beauty on his kind of personality. But sometimes he breaks out of that his shell. It rarely happens sha.

Her eyes widened a moment before she turned away. At least now I understood the game, to a degree. After that, I didn't miss a ball and by the time class had ended, each team won a game. When class was over, I followed the others toward the locker room. Abby was talking to a friend, and I didn't want to interrupt. Troy jogged over. "You're a fast learner, Jack. You spiked that ball almost better than me." He gave me a fifty-megawatt smile. "Thanks." I wanted to find out more about him? Obviously, he possessed one of the seven magics, but which one?

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

Special Skill: Deus of Grimoire, bestows the holder the permission to access and interpret the Ten Commandments which are originally written with the Word of God, the highest form of magic enchantment. "The Word of God…. Isn't that the supreme magic only spoken by spirits? Even the highest of angels are incapable of using such magic… and this item allows you to access them?" Hally cannot contain her astonishment as she reads the information further, "Mages would go crazy just to get this type of item…" Hally explained, "Wait, why do you look so worried?" "Nah, it's nothing… I'm just a bit worried that these items are not fit for me after all. I might need to sell it instead…" I sighed.