Infinite Mage (full) Novels & Stories

“All of it… powered by that phoenix girl.” My jaw tightened. “And you call us the monsters.” “Oh, please,” he scoffed. “Did you know phoenixes have an infinite supply of mana? Infinite. You can imagine the possibilities. She can keep this place running for years. Decades.” He smiled wide, unhinged. “As long as we want.” My hand curled into a fist against the orb. I froze it. Ice erupted instantly, crawling like jagged spiderwebs across the glowing surface. Cracks splintered through the sphere, the heat hissing and shrinking under the sudden cold.

She'd been wondering how she managed to have a higher rank than the son of one of the richest and most powerful mages on the continent with the little resources she possessed. "Well, it's simple really. My constitution is different, my 3rd talent is called Open Sea. It causes my energy sea to be 3 times the capacity of other humans. So even though I'm a level 4 copper mage, I have the mana of a level 6 copper stage mage." "That's unbelievable, if you were a combat mage you would be a monster, an absolute monster. All you would have to do is let your opponent waste all his mana while your mana sea is not even half empty," Verra laughed out loud. That talent seemed unreal.

Urvin? They all knew the name. Slowly, they turned their eyes to Omage. Some of them had families they had left behind, and Omage had just run into one of his own. They couldn't hold his actions entirely against him. However, the way the girl was dressed was evident to all of them. As young as she was, she was a whore. "The Finil guild is using her to pay of our..." Omage paused, "her father's debt." They had all heard him correct himself, and Sethlzaar had seen the girl flinch at his words. She hasn't accepted that he's no longer her family.

5,000 gold coins can only be exchanged into 1 mage coin! [Woah! That is one grossly overcharging practice. It is daylight robbery to charge that amount of money for single coin.] " I never thought that learning magic is a money-burning course!!!"

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

"It’s not as cool as you think, Raven. At least, not in my case." I straightened up, my curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?" "I am a mage without active magic," she explained, her voice flat. "I only have it innately. I cannot create power from within myself. I need the assistance of charms and relics already infused with magic from sacred mountains to do even the simplest tasks." I blinked owlishly at her, wondering what kind of new mess this was. "I don't understand." "Just as there are wolves who cannot shift into beasts, there are mages who cannot wield magic independently," she said, beginning to walk again. "We are called siphoners. We can hold magic, and we can direct it, but we cann

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Calling out each character, I scrolled through until I found one that I liked. “Hobbit, Demon Slayer, Hunter, Angel, Elf, Fairy…” I stopped listing them as I froze on the fairy. Clicking the fairy, I smiled as I was transformed into a fairy. A mirror appeared in front of me, so I could see what I looked like. My hair was long and platinum blonde. My eyes were silver, with silver gems under my eyes and along my cheekbones. With a pair of beautiful silver wings on my back. I was about two inches shorter in the game than I was in real life, standing five foot nothing.

I asked. “I’m a mage,” she said and went over to her desk. Kendrick and I followed behind her. Merida took a seat on her chair and gestured for us to take the seat on the other end of the desk. She began speaking when we were seated. “Tuhin, Alexander, Pallatos, Verna, and Shinou were the greatest mages of all times. They are called the Ancients because they were believed to possess endless power. So much so that even after death, they rose after every thousand years to gain the power they’d lost, so that one day they can walk the Earth again. But rumour has it that each time they wake, even though their power increases, their physical bodies disintegrate little by little. To address that pr