Isekai Magic Novels & Stories

My mother asks warily. I slam my palm against a hand imprint in the stone and bring forth my water magic as I feel my eyes burn bright, “I, Prince Sebastian Balaskas, invoke the Law of Ezillus!” My parent's eyes widen in fear, and both take a fearful step back. “Have you lost your fucking mind?!” My father shouts. The imprint beneath my hand glows a deep shade of red and an intense gravitational pull descends over the room giving me a sense of weightlessness as in the blink of an eye, a large figure standing at 7’7 appears out of nowhere.

I know my father allowed it, because otherwise, I knew there was no driver who would automatically deliver me. Dad won't let me leave that easy, though. So when I saw a black Benz in the back, I wasn't surprised. Soon the car stopped in front of Ezera's mansion. Our manors are in the same compound, but theirs is at the north border. This island is used as a compound for the people of the Aíresi sect in this country. Equipped with buildings and technology, this can be considered as a city as large as this country's capital. There is only one law that everyone obeys. And those are the words of the Arev. So I knew that if I tried to run away from Dad any of the four thousand people here would n

This is my first time growing plants by myself. After papa helped me settle on what I should grow, he left me to my own device to learn how to grow them. It took a while for me to actually plant them. My magical ability was nowhere near powerful enough to grow tulips, let alone Dewbells. It took a few months of training with papa to finally muster enough magical prowess. Dewbell seeds grow off of a specific type potion laced water, sunlight, and magic energy. My energy levels were pathetic. Not enough to summon a ball from my palms nor enough to seep into the soil to feed into the hungry seeds.

I realized that with her absence, she had no way of learning this about one of her best friends. Mila’s eyes grew wide. “Isla has magic?” “She does not,” I clarified. “At least, not currently. But her family certainly does. Both of her parents, as a matter of fact. I believed for a long time that they were the key to understanding how magic worked in the kingdom.” “And as it turns out, it was far more simple than any of that,” Mila said with a smile.

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.

"This will cling to your spirit. It will turn away ill intentions." Rita closed her eyes, letting the heat of the flames and the chill of the night sink into her bones. The school rose from the mist like a castle from a dream—towering stone walls, arched windows glowing with inner light, and an iron gate etched with runes that hummed as they passed through in Gogo's truck. Rita’s skin prickled. The air here crackled, alive with magic. Rita had never felt anything like it. "Wow," she breathed.

Too hungry. Killian’s knees still pressed to the cold stone, but the talisman’s burn had faded to nothing. The invisible walls around his magic were gone. His shadows surged at once — a living tide inside him, ready to pour out and choke every light in the room. But that same power… bent toward the First’s pull. Like it recognized the voice. From above, the thudding of boots drew closer — the guild forcing their way down. Harlow’s voice carried, raw and sharp:

"Why can't the reflection of the light go past that point?" "Magic. Albus's powers are not to be joked with." Margaux stared into the darkness. Sadness flashed across her eyes. The look did not last long. "Come on, I've got to get you settled in before getting back to work." Isabella swallowed all the remaining questions bubbling within her like boiling soup and followed Margaux into the room, her heart beating fast as she stepped into another world. Isabella stood at the doorway, rooted to a spot as her eyes scanned the space around her.

Evy felt the heat go tenfold as she defends herself with a wall while the flame thrower on the other side was waiting to cook her into burnt remains. She holds on the best she could but knew that she was losing essence fast. While most Earth magic is fixed and an earth wall was creation magic since she made it with an angle to redirect the direction of the flames as opposed to an earth pillar, it still takes less essence to maintain when compared to water-based spells but her supply was small from the beginning. Even with the promise that it will grow bigger, it wouldn't be that big of an improvement. It wouldn’t be long before she runs out and Santina doesn’t look like she was stopping anyt

I say as I smile at the monolith. “We trust you to carry it safely to its new home,” Makbule smiles at me. “King Sebastian is already waiting for our arrival,” announces Aiyla. Valeria pats my back, “You got this,” she smiles at me. I step forward taking a deep breath as I once again pull on my magic. I feel my eyes change and watch my body become aglow as I push my magic forward and open a portal much larger in size than normal. With that done I step towards the Orraikam, send out a silent prayer, and wrap the Orraikam in a net of my magic. I will the net to move and with little effort the Orraikam begins to follow the direction of my hands.