Iron And Magic Novels & Stories

She set the tray down on the corner of the table and pulled up a carved oak chair beside her mother. “Have you learned anything from the old books, Mother?” Lyra asked, her golden eyes scanning the intricate diagrams of blood-sigils drawn in fading crimson ink. Aurelia adjusted her spectacles, her face drawn in quiet concentration as she gestured toward an open folio from the Goodnovel collection. "More than I had hoped, and far more than I feared, Lyra. The Blood-Iron Dominion is not a standard kingdom. It is a ancient parasite built upon the concept of magical stagnation. For two thousand years, their ruling nobility—the Sanguine Lords—have maintained their immortality by consuming the liv

"The physical shields hold against ground pressure, but when we layer magical wards over iron, the elemental resonance fractures the perimeter. The two magic types are fighting each other instead of merging." "It’s a frequency mismatch," I explained, joining them on the flagstone floor. "Ironclaw shadow magic is dense, grounded, and designed to absorb kinetic impact. Silverfang royal wildfire is radiant, high-velocity, and projects outward. If you layer them sequentially, the light shatters the shadow." Gideon stepped into the center ring beside me, pulling a heavy iron tower shield from a nearby weapons rack and planting it firmly into the stone floor with a resounding thud. "Form up!" Gide

Feels like an eternal life but actually didn’t. Magic is the illusion of power. You need mana that come from natural resources to perform magic. Some people used magic stones that can be found by mining in this world, as they used magic or the blood is covered by the magic stones. It's still complicated for Elise because she does not have books to read about magic and magic stones. That's why the mana of a magician is limited. they can die of exhaustion. But some people have higher mana installed in their body.

He also gave the gem the name 'Heart of Magic' because of the gems' shape that looked like a heart. Now they had what they needed to enslave people. They were treated to them ruthlessly. Using the breathing fire they had now acquired, they were able to subdue them. In front of the fiery flames of dragons, the weapons of humans were useless. Nothing was able to defend Dragons. The dragons burned human's houses, often whole families, and finally their crops and harvest. Humans began to starve and accepted to be enslaved to dragons and treated as slaves. Dragons forced them to serve them. Also, the humans were obliged to hand them the largest share of their crops and harvest.

My heart raced as he stood, his eyes fixed on mine. "Speak," I urged, my voice low. He inhaled deeply, his chest expanding. Then, without warning, he attempted to walk away, but I discreetly used my magic to create a barrier. He was stuck. “Using witchcraft on me is risky; I know I’m a witch or wizard too, but I don’t want to harm you,” he said with a cunning smile. I let out a weak laugh. "Look, we’re in a restaurant, and people here despise magic. Don’t play coy. You mentioned not having a home; I’ll help you, but you need to tell me who you’re following."

The dropbox glinted before a window popped up. SELL MAGIC METAL (PURE) (200KG)? “T-Two…” My scaly fingers rattled at the number.I sucked a breath and felt my head dizzy, before I decided to ignore the number and pressed the YES button. Another window popped out. CONGRATULATIONS! YOU’VE SOLD AN ITEM! DESCRIPTION MAGIC METAL (PURE) Used for smithing (Mainly weapons and armor) Usually found in Mangreatle cave in Kingdom of Rustaval Sold for 70 silver coins per KG

“Fuck! No one tells you about that lingering throbbing pain from it.” “Iron?” my eyes went wide, “Hectyr, you need help!” quickly i rushed around to his back and saw a small trail of blood starting to trickle downward on his shirt. Iron won’t heal. It will sap his magic until it kills him. “I’m guessing you’re aware of what iron does to a fae?” He coughed trying to move his other hand to that wound on his back. I nodded but only because my words were finding it difficult to escape my mouth. Shaking my head I tried to clear the muddied panic, “It needs to come out.”

They were talking about his issue and whether they should meet yet “From what I have found, which you said the ring is made of iron?” Serenity gave a nod. She was sitting cross legged in the chair that he stood behind. “The magic of iron is that you can control size. It’s properties were used in the past to trap giants in controllable size. Also if you shift you might be unable to keep form for long. Kind of why chains were made out of it, strong. Imbued with magic it will only let you get so big. Your body knows this. If you got larger it would slice into your neck and kill you. Or if you push the boundary of the magic in it.” Well that was comforting. “I want it off.” He told Tamara who’d

I close my eyes and reach with my mind into the desk, feeling out the locking mechanism. Iron. My magic goes cold as soon as I reach for it. Of course he did that. Pure iron puts a stop to any magical tampering. If it was a steel lock—a blend of iron and carbon—I’d have a chance against it. But Lord Enorio’s first move for anything he wants to keep private will obviously be to lock it in iron. But he hasn’t beaten me yet.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.