Invisible String Magic Novels & Stories

It’s a long shot, but I’m not exactly flush with options at the moment. Invidia’s hand illuminates with a purple glow, and with a wave of her hand, the tray that contained my food and water disappears. As I observe her with keen – albeit tired – eyes, I now realise it's not quite the same hue as what I’ve witnessed in other makkares. Makkari magic is emitted as a vibrant shade of violet, but now that I pay closer attention, Invidia’s magic has a darker hue, like a shade of dark indigo. I never thought much of it, but I’m starting to realise the darkness she wields was reflected as clear as day in her magic, and I was too ignorant or complacent to notice.

she said in a rush. I gave it a little thought and saw no fault in that idea, it was our best shot “I’ll have to ask my head of IT if it can be done” “Even if you manage to do it, there is no guarantee it will work. What if he has it checked out by his own team and finds the bug?” interjected Robert. “Invisibility spell” said Davina determinedly. I raised one eyebrow “Seriously? There’s an invisibility spell?” “I read about it in one of the grimoires. It’s one of those spells that has a long lasting effect. As long as I’m alive or I don’t lift the spell, the bug stays hidden and nothing can find it, not even another warlock” she said confidently.

Perhaps it is not enough to just stay hidden, and my stunts may be ineffective this time around. I let a thread of magic unspool from my chest, thin, precise, drawn from a technique I developed in the third year of my absence. It does not exactly make me invincible, but it bends perception, softens presence, encourages the eye to find something more interesting than the shadow in the corridor. I become unworthy of attention rather than absent from it.

The Evanescence". I coincidentally learned the enchantment for it once, when I had a chance encounter at an ancient domain. It focuses on robbing the light over a particular thing causing it to look as if it disappeared. But in reality, it only makes it invisible."

Zurig sighed again and I could see he was trying to come up with a plan. “I learned a spell that can make you invisible,” I mentioned it and Zurig snapped his head to me. “That can be very useful. Can you cover the both of us?” Zurig asked and I nodded. I let a necklace appear from my pocket and held it to him. “Mitne enchanted the invisible spell within the gem. I have already charged it with my magic and it will last up to 8 hours,” I explained and Zurig got it around his neck. “It will adjust when you shift too. The string will get longer and shorter depending of the form you are taking,” I added and put mine on too.

Havermouth, Present Time Magic was in its very nature an invisible thing. You did not see a spell cast, but rather the effects of the spell once it found its victim. Therefore, the warlock Leighton appeared to do very little other than stand with his hands pressed to the surface of the ward, the energy blowing back his hair and causing sweat to break out on his forehead, but Samuel could FEEL the power, and see the reaction of the ward, its opaque surface shifting like water, areas clearing so that the dragons caught brief glimpses of the witches below scurrying about like ants as they tried to reinforce their magic by scattering herbs and arcane objects, and drawing runes on the bitumen.

I was in the back most of the crowd so they were all looking back to me. I said and stated, “It wasn’t me” I even shook my head to intensify my disagreement. I was sure that it wasn’t me. I can control my power and I was sure I did not do that. “It was you! What the heck? That wasn’t funny” we all looked at the mirror magic and the voice magic. The mirror magic can let us see thing in bigger image and the voice magic is used so we can hear whoever is using that. The Exam Master’s magic is sound and mirror magic. He has two magic.

They were woven from a dark, dense kinetic fabric that felt like liquid iron, interlaced with microscopic threads of pure silver and a very faint, almost invisible trace of neon-pink hard-light silk. "The standard tape you wear tears too easily," Jack explained, picking up the heavy wraps. He looked up at Marcus, his pupils fluttering with a gentle, non-commanding trace of his Seduction Magic—a pure expression of his love. "Silas wove these specifically to conduct your silver mana. And... I had him weave a single thread of my pink light into them." Jack took Marcus's massive, heavily scarred left hand. Marcus's breath hitched, but he forced his muscles to completely relax, burying the agony

“Are you willing?” She hesitated but then nodded. “I am.” Her eyes went to Irina and her heart raced. I was surprised how my wolf pushed me to hug her and calm her. Irina winked at us playfully. Then she stepped forward, setting up the candles and drawing a circle around us with special herbs on the floor. The air filled with the scent of sage and lavender as she began to chant. The room darkened, and I felt a surge of power as the magic began to work. Irina came to stand behind Liana. She brushed her fingers over Rowan’s mark on her, and the mark faded. I knew it was an illusion. That worked to my advantage.

We came down the ridge, We slid down the loose rocks until we were on the concrete area in front of the doors. Vida stopped ten feet from the entrance. She slammed the butt of her staff against the concrete. 'THOOM.' A ripple of energy erupted in the air across the open doorway. It looked like heat shimmer, warping the view of the tunnel inside. "Inverted Wards," Vida hissed. "High-level void magic. They aren't designed to keep us out." "They're designed to keep us in," Marcus finished. "Like a lobster pot. Easy entry, impossible exit."