Infinite Mage (full) Novels & Stories

Fionna questioned while my mind still stayed on the legend. “Maybe, but I am not sure. The barrier that the mage wolf created was strong. It won’t activate itself if someone goes near the location without any knowledge of the Pearl but if someone tries to apply their magic or power, then it defends and protects.” Elder Felix sighed. “I don’t know when the next mage wolf will grace this planet and if it does in this era, I am not sure if they will be able to help or how long it will take them to reach their full potential,” she added, shaking her head.

Pru grinned. One by one, they pressed their palms to the parchment. The paper hummed under their touch, absorbing their magic like ink. Freda went first, carving her name in elegant, looping script. Pru followed, her letters sharp and angular. Rita hesitated, then wrote hers with a flourish, the parchment warming beneath her fingers. Freda picked up the dagger. "Blood seals the bond. No going back after this." "No going back," Pru agreed. Rita held out her hand. "Do it."

I said quietly, and sank my fangs into his bare flesh where his neck met his shoulder. He let out a surprised gasp, his fangs momentarily leaving me. In that moment, I grabbed hold of him, yanking him to me, and drank as though I'd been starved for centuries. I would drink him dry. His head came up and he fought against me. "Let go of me," he cried, using all of his force, but I had the power of the seven magics at my full disposal. That meant I was stronger, faster, and more well equipped to handle Arthur or anyone. In that moment I thought I might even be able to defeat Sharra. A mangled growl escaped my throat and I sucked harder.

“It feeds of strength and life force. My magic can protect you but magic this old demands balance.” I wasn’t stupid. Nothing came without a price. “Again I ask, what exactly do you want?” The mage smiled, slow and deliberate. "A fraction of your immortality." Beside me, Magnus stiffened. I narrowed my eyes. "How much?" "Sixty percent," he said, voice calm, almost casual. Silence. Then Magnus snapped, “That’s insane. Do you think we’re foolish enough to give you that?” “I think you have no other options,” the mage replied calmly.

****** Name - Lienne Paris Age - 14 Race - Human Magic energy type - Mana energy Magic type - Elemental (fire) Mana renewal - 10 / per minute Strength - 150 HP - 110 Agility - 400 Intelligence - 50 Perception - 79 Skills - Phoenix flames ( level - 3 ) : allows the user to increase their agility, forms fire on the user's hand, can be used to attack opponents. Amaterasu's grand flames ( level - 10 ) : allows the user to cover their body with flames. Can shoot fire balls with this technique. ****** Vis was not even a slightly surprised, he anticipated this already. As well as, he had his own plans, he spoke up inside his mind , " The sin of pride, I call thou to serve me ! " Magixtio was laughi

"As expected, you look delicious." I closed my eyes. My heart was pounding harder and harder. His skin felt hot, so hot, and his warm breath fanned across my neck. I gasped when he licked my neck. "Mmm...so fucking good." He growled, running his fingers down to my back. He slid his hand down and down until it reached my panties. Without warning, he slipped his hand inside it. A sharp gasp escaped my mouth. "It's called a magic hand," Luther whispered and nibbled my earlobe. "Let's see, how long would you be able to stand like this."

She's holding a candle, and to my insanity, he lights up her candle with his eyes. Oh, dear goddess… My squirming starts again but it's futile. There's no way I can free myself and escape these demons. Not without Amber. And sadly, I don't feel her presence anymore. "There are rules to this, Richard. And there are consequences if you do break any," The Mage says, coming to stand between the both of us. But she's facing Richard and her ancient - tattooed back was to me. He nods but doesn't stop muttering whatever it was. His gaze is intently fixed on her and it increases the horror in them.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

Alone I held immense power. “It's not that it hurts as much as I am fighting really hard right now to cage the beast. IF you know anything of my kind it is that we have a dark beast within us and when they feel threatened they come out. Right now he is raging and he will not tolerate this for much longer. NOW DROP THE FUCKING SPELL.” He said and I could swear I was watching the man grow right before . Raising my hands up into a slow circle I settle them in a prayer pose with my eyes shut. “In Magia in te,

“Place your hands here and repeat this incantation: 'By the power of knowledge and life, I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow forever within my soul. Grant me what I ask and more!'” I placed my hands in the over sized alcoves and shook off my nervousness. “By the power of knowledge and life- I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow and soar- Grant me what I ask and more!” I felt a strong surge of magical energy and gasped from it, feeling overwhelmed and elated at the same time. Glass Arrow Annihilation, Chains of Agony, Soul’s Doom, Drop of Life, Frost Fire Surge, Shadow Frenzy, Eternal Inferno. Mix the spells to make more powerful attacks. I took a step back a