Gore Magala Novels & Stories

He lied. Morrigan walks towards the gazebo in the garden, sitting by the marble seat in front of the pristine marble table as she looks out of the garden. The cold surface of the marble caressing her skin. "Have you recognized your offense?" She asked meaningfully. Observing Colfre's reaction, trying to see if he would recognize what offense she was meaning to tell. Colfre nodded his head briefly. Standing upright in front of Morrigan. His hands clenched beside him, his chest out. The emblem on his armor glimmering under the rays of sunlight. Morrigan rested her hand on the marble table. Propping her head on one of her hand, gazing at him with disinterest etched in her eyes.

Shielding me with his forearm, from another that whipped back after Magus passed it. “Gallions Land.” Magus said over his shoulder. Uttering the name as if it was something sacred. “No one has taken it over?” Hawk asked. “They’re all afraid to. No one knows what Gallions do or don’t remain.” “Do you?” Hawk asked. Magus stiffened and came to a dead halt. “I know of one for sure.” I sensed that Hawk wanted to ask who, but Magus’ clear discomfort kept him from asking the question.

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.

I state smugly. “You were always an arrogant bastard just like Death. You are like him in so many ways.” Mags states, coming closer. She puts the blade to my neck. “Too bad you won’t see your daughter grow up.” “That’s where you’re wrong, Mags. I’ll see her grow up right after I go help Ari kill Sage.” Mags’s face drops. “Yeah, I know she works for you just like Liam and Ghost do as well. I’ve figured out your whole damn underground rebellion. Death is waiting for you. I don’t think you will enjoy the afterlife.” I counter as I pull my war scythe out as shadows grab Mags causing her to drop the dagger. “I hope Death makes your time in the afterlife as hellish as possible,” I say as I drive m

He took only three of each group as these were very good at their job. Amongst the warlocks was one from the far land of Azania. He stood out because of his stature and complexion. As well as his skills and prowess. His name was Mtungagore. Harold had recently recruited him. He had heard of his accomplishments and he brought him to his side. Hades convinced him that the wolves were planning on wiping out all the other races. That was enough to draw him closer. However, Mtungagore was more than he let out. He had more abilities than he let out. He could control three elements as well as delve into the innermost parts of one's soul. Of course this he kept hidden from Hades.

Andrew wheezed out. Even when his face turned beet-red as I squeezed the air out of him, his eyes were filled with defiance. I tightened my hold on him. Wincing in agony, Andrew smacked my arm desperately. A crowd had gathered at this point. “Talk about brazen. Is he seriously committing murder right in front of the police station?” “Why does the guy look familiar? I can’t put my finger on it.” “Isn’t he a psycho running around with a knife?” …

She crept down the hallway quietly, pretending she had urgent medical business with the doctor at midnight. She pushed the door open softly. Alex was not in the front room, but the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom. Stepping forward, Magda approached the shower enclosed by a thin plastic curtain. Through a narrow gap, she caught sight of Alex’s bare body. His broad shoulders and toned arms appeared mesmerizing in the dim light. And as her eyes descended upon his naked lower half, Magda swallowed hard, the heavy rush of saliva gathering in her mouth. She wet her lips with her tongue... and pulled the curtain open violently with both hands.

she said to me as she stepped out of the circle. Beyond her, I saw the smoke had completely enveloped Heather. With lightning speed, Sera sent a surge of magic at Gabe. It was so fast, I didn't have time to react and the magic hit him square in the chest. He sailed backward, landing in the bushes. At once, a thousand spiders were on him. I went to help, except Mizrabel appeared in front of me. "Hello, daughter," she said, her eyes glimmering with hatred.

So where one fails, the other would be there to pick them up. I don’t know what the Rogue Alpha did to me, I just couldn’t understand my body and my wolf’s reaction to him. Sage wolves were the only wolves who could wield magic and their kind have been extinct for centuries. No one knows the true story of how they were all wiped off, there were so many different versions of one story. Some say, it was a spell by one of them that went horribly wrong. Some say they were all attacked by rogues and killed. Some say they were exiled after practising dark magic, and without their connection to the packs, their magic dwindled and died off. Whichever way, they were no longer in existence else I woul

“Distinguished council members,” Maggie said with a sweeping arm motion, “may I present to you, Mage Harlow Nightingale from Montana.” She made a little curtsey as she flipped her arm around in my direction. I felt a little bit like a princess being introduced to the king and queen of a neighboring kingdom, only there were five pairs of eyes staring at me from across the way.