Great Mage Novels & Stories

For a moment, as I watch him tame the gigantic werewolf, all seems right with the world. I then regain the ability to think. "I asked you a question." The beautiful man meets my eyes, smiling charmingly. "I've already told you, my name is Samael, and I'm a teacher." Sighing, I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but what species are you? I've never seen any dragon-shifter use magic like yours." "Oh, is that, right?" Samael smirks. "I take it you've met plenty of dragon-shifters then?"

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

To the point that even Steve, a wide reader haven't come in terms with this so-called, Troll maiden. But more than that, the reason why the mage community use to shun these halfbreed creatures is not just because of what they believed their 'shameful origins'. It is because of what happened thousands of years ago during the Great War of Magi. These half breed creatures together with the necromancers chose to join hands with the creatures of the dark to oppress everyone living in the continent.

Freya’s P.O.V “My coven just used me to get to you,” Maggie’s voice sounded lifeless. “They told me they’ll extract your magic and give it to me, to make me powerful…but now my great-grandmother told me that I helped them for the greater good. That it was my duty to those who had brought me up…fed me and nourished me till I turned eighteen…and that was it…” I didn’t like the way it sounded. Maggie’s great-grandmother sounded like a dick, but that wasn’t my concern. I didn’t like the way Maggie’s eyes looked so dead…as if she was exhausted inside.

On the mainland, apart from the churches of the powerful gods, the largest organisation is the Mage Guild, which is even stronger than the churches of some weak true gods. Although the number of mages is very small, there are less than 30 full mages in a county's Mage Guild, and half of them are still below the fourth rank. However, their power is truly too great. A fifth-level mage who has mastered Flight and is willing to spend money on Fireball scrolls can use guerrilla tactics to destroy an army of a few hundred with one or two fifth- or sixth-level knights, not to mention high-level mages who have mastered powerful group spells and legendary mages who can destroy a city.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

"From information we do know, he was never content with staying here. After being denied a way to leave, he began a plot to force his way out." "Our understanding is limited," the Lady of Blades continued, "but we believe he seeks to escape this realm by any means necessary. The portals are heavily guarded, with strict protocols for who may pass through. The godking... does not qualify." "Why not?" Cassius asked. "Because he's not what he appears to be," General Christopher said grimly. "Our greatest mage, our Emperor, detected traces of ancient, malevolent magic woven into his very being. Whatever he truly is, he's disguising his nature—and we were tasked with preventing him from passing th

Kema's team was already there. The scene was one of ruthless coordination. A female mage with a scar across her right eye stood at the forefront, her hands glowing green as thick vines snaked up from the earth to entangle a snarling werewolf—from its yellow eyes and bloodstained fur, it was likely the same werewolf that had fled at the sound of Kema's voice. The beast thrashed wildly, its claws swiping at the air, but the vines held firm. The mage's face was taut with concentration, sweat dripping from her brow as her glowing hands trembled. Another mage moved swiftly, his fists encased in icy blades. With controlled movements, he struck at the rogue, forcing it to stagger back and weakening

Megara shook her head and completely turned towards him, her back facing Agnes and her right side facing Evenor and Master Shin. "Stop lying." Megara gritted her teeth in anger and the man shook his head. "Check my memory." He said and then a man stepped forward. The same man who was a lion among foxes. He walked past Megara and towards the beaten-up blonde man. He was famous for his magic, he had the same magic that Marco's disciple had but a lot more powerful.

The title read : -The History That Has Been Obliterated- Mages are often considered to be wizards who have shifted to practise dark magic. They are considered evil, pawns of the devil. They are feared and looked down upon. Their names are not taken, they are people who can control the elements of nature. They wield powers which a normal wizard cannot. Yes, we are wizards but earlier, a Mage was looked upon with reverence and given equal respect like any other Supernatural creature.